Trev Scabior sold his scruples for a galleon. (opportunist) wrote in wished,
"She'd fight that crazy bat!" Trevor yelped, waving at the witch across the pub as he pulled out another cigarette, letting Gretch keep the one she'd stolen. "I'd fight any of 'em," he grumped, pouring a hefty glass and slamming down half. "Fuckin' win too, wouldn't I?" He added in a cocky tone, watching her blow a kiss at the blond.