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Taylor's sitting up on a small wall, she's looking at the sketch in her lap, She's just glad that the Twins let her look at their hidden blades so she could figure out what to do about rebuilding hers. Though she had other things on her mind too.

"If you were given the chance to lead a group of people... Only because they think you'd be the best for the job, even though you're still only a Novice.... Would you accept the offer?"

She was just glad that they weren't asking her to lead the WHOLE brotherhood, just a small subgroup of about thirty people. Most of them were double her age, though those were the men and women that had suggested that she lead them.

"Or would you come and hide here vowing never to return?" Because really, that's one of the options she's liking more because really, she's no leader, she just wants to go on treasure hunts, and surf. Neither option is really leadership qualities.

To top it off, she had just found a perfect store front for an antiques shop, which would give her something else to do here.

The sketchbook with the plans for her new hidden blade went tucked away into one of the pockets of her cargo pants.

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"I'd become leader without a second thought. When I was 15 I was thrown out of my house by my moron parents so I joined a street bike gang. Never was the leader but now I am leader of my own rock band The Hell's Angels."

Viktor wasn't ashamed of being kicked out of his house for being a "delinquent" kid. Burning shit down with fire bombs and just getting on the wrong side of the law. Flitting between his own world and the Nexus was becoming easier now that he understood how the PINpoint worked.

"What about you? Are you thinking of becoming leader to a group of people?"

He lit up a smoke and blew a thin trail above his head.

"Though leading a band proves you know how to lead. Surfing isn't a team sport. It's you against nature." She loved the confidence he had though.

"I was asked to, but I don't think I'm really the leader kind. Part of me wants to say they're wanting me to lead because no one else wants the job." Taylor reached beside her for the cup that was filled with a weak rum and coke, about two shots of rum in a 24 oz coke. "I mean I'm flattered, but it just seems like a bit much to put on the 'kid's shoulders' since all of them still see me as a child in comparison." It might be her showing she's a little worried about it.

"I just sort of learnt when I was a kid growing up on the streets with my bike mates who were all adults. Never tried surfing though as I'm from South London. Not much sea down there. More concrete, brick and rivers."

Viktor watched her drink and nodded. He could understand. As for water sports? He'd never been one for those much preferring fire over water. Pyromania was his thing.

"My kind of sport is crafting molotov cocktails and throwing them at cop cars or authority buildings. Piss off the state kind of shit."

"And Queen protected winged demons. Sorry, I hate swans." She grinned. "And that's what Jacob tells me. He says the island is way too clean for him."

"Fire Bug." She said it with a grin and giggle. "Probably more dangerous than this Minnow. Though Fuck yeah on the whole screwing over those in authority. Many of them have their heads so far up their banker's asses that they don't know what's really going on in the world."

"Yeah, I suppose you could call me a firebug. Vars, my boyfriend, does all the time. I'm a pyromaniac and proud of it. Fuck authority and cops. They shoved my dad away for ten years but that was his fault with his stupid dodgy deals."

The punk shrugged and inhaled his smoke just sighing softly. Would he not see his father for another nine years now? Who knew. Unless they reduced his sentence but that was unlikely.

"A lot of people have their heads up their asses. Authority dicks and the like."

"You know usually firebugs and minnows shouldn't get along, but really," She held out her hand. "I'm Taylor."

"I unfortunately was raised by one. Which is why as soon as I could I left. It was probably the best thing I ever did."

"Maybe not but who cares? You can like water and surf while still being mates with a firebug like me. Fuck rules and whatever else. Chaos rules. Nice to meet you, Taylor. I'm Viktor "The Devil". That's my stage name."

It sounded rough that she was raised by an authoritative asshole. Viktor felt sorry for her but was glad she got out when she did.

"As well as pyromania I like wrestling."

"Nice to meetcha Viktor," She grinned. "Rules are supposed to be broken anyway." Yeah, that might be a bit of her friends influence there. "And yeah, my friends out in the surf circles call me Minnow, because apparently the newbies don't think I'm a threat out there until I am." She's proud of that fact.

"Treasure hunting is my other hobby, and MMA."

"Are you a punk, Taylor? You remind me of my punk friends back in the UK. Strong, feisty girls who take no shit and get into fights regardless of who they fight, man or woman alike. Minnows can be strong once they become a large group. Bigger fish get scared off that way."

A treasure hunter? Maybe her ancestors were pirates. Viktor smiled.

"Mixed Martial Arts? What kind?"

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"Never considered myself one. Rebel yes, though would fit. Most of the group I hang out with back home are the same way." She grinned. "Yeah, usually if me and the guys are bored I play baitfish for a decent fight."

Well, if you believe what her bio-dad says which is 70% BS they are from a pirate family. Though she's pretty sure it's something else.

"I practice Fencing and Akido, with a little boxing and good old brawling. You don't have to have a formal style in bar fights."