[center][h2][color=fff200]Taylor Sinclair[/color][/h2]
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Out the back behind a fairly well regarded inn, a red headed girl in a pinstriped suit was slumped awkwardly on the ground. From another it would appear as if she was sitting on top of the crate, but gravity proved otherwise and she held a bottle close, full of amber liquid with a prestigious label emblazoned on it, as if it was a teddy bear. Looming over her, a skeletal woman with an eyepatch lightly kicked at the snoozing drunkard's legs.

[color=ed1c24]"Wake up, TayTay. I know you and your good friend Jack Daniels and Johnny Walker had good fun last night, but it's about as late as we can wait without being late to the tournament. Besides, I want some!"[/color] reaching down with her bony hand Scarlet snatched up the bottle when the girl on the ground as quick as lightning woke up and lunged for the escaping bottle.

[color=fff200]"Nooooo! Scarlet! Give it back! I paid for it! I had to stop two towns away, give up accomodation and leg it all the way here to afford that! That's good stuff and is going to be my post tournament celebration!"[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"So you're gonna win then?"[/color] the bony hands deftly examining the botte, nodding in approval at her friend's taste. Taylor hadn't been much of a drinker before meeting up with Scarlet, but now she had a cast iron liver and could last longer than a seasoned soldier. Still had that daft idea of out drinking a skeleton though. Fiddling with the lid Scarlet almost laughed at Taylor's face of panic as she reached up from the ground and couldn't resist poking her cheek covered in white makeup that was seemingly permanent since she had never seen Taylor without it.

[color=fff200]"When did I say win, Scar? I just said post tournament! What the hell does winning matter anyway? Teach just wants me and you to show off a bit~"[/color] a whining tone entered Taylor's voice as Scarlet's boot poked her face [color=fff200]"Just give it back Scar! Oi! Wait! Where you going?!"[/color] scrambling to her feet and scooping up her sheathed falchion and trumpet case Taylor watched as Scarlet tossed the bottle in the air, caught it in her sombrero before putting it back on jauntily and swaggared away. Where the hell does a skeleton get such a swagger from anyway? 

[color=ed1c24]"The Arena numbskull. I told you we'd be late if you kept snoozing"[/color] Scarlet for her part took out a hip flask and poured it down her non existant throat, amber liquid visible as it went down, before igniting into a ball for fire inside her rib cage and the gas flowing up into her skull before vanishing just behind her eyes [color=ed1c24]"If you win, you get the expensive booze~"[/color]

[color=fff200]"Damnit Scar! I paid for it with my money!"[/color] blade on her hip and trumpet case in hand, Taylor glared up with her white and blue eyes at the one black and gold eye of Scarlet. Cursing under her breath Taylor snatched Scarlet's hip flask and took three quick swigs 

[color=fff200]"One for courage, one for luck and one because up yours Scar, I want my expensive stuff back!"[/color] coughing as if she was about to give up a lung Taylor took a deep breath and a whew~ noise escaped her as the skeleton and mariachi made their way towards the tournament ground