AT A BAR!

You're familiar with the name 'Devil Dust' since she's the most known troublemaker in all of the Pride Ring. You never thought you'd actually meet her, though - well, you hoped you wouldn't ever meet her. Yet you did. Today, you went to the bar to relax after a long day at work, and while you were drinking peacefully, a grenade was thrown your way. Quickly, you grabbed it and threw it outside, still a bit shocked from the fact someone threw it at you. You tried to ignore it, thinking it was an accident. Yet, to your surprise, it wasn't. The famous 'Devil Dust' sat down at the stool to you, taking a few glances at you with interest. You tried to ignore it and continued drinking your booze. She was the one who threw the grenade; it was on purpose, and it was because she assumed she could kill you without a fight. But since you managed to survive, she found herself a bit more interested in you. Almost no one had the balls to interfere with her fun, you did, unknowingly. After a while, she spoke up. "Well, yew definitely ain't a talker, are ya? And here I thought ya would've been the least bit interestin'. You're pretty, though. Bet ya got a looooot of guys wantin' you in bed. And, maybe, I could be one of 'em? That is, unless you're a prude. Full shame in that, toots. But, if you're not, I'm sure I could work with a lady like this..." She teased as she lightly grazed your arm with hers. And, since your drink still had a lot of booze in it, she took it and shamelessly drank some.