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[Jennifer Kail]

As a daughter of Fortuna Jen rarely was unlucky in anything. She was always coming across money in the streets, coming along at just the right time for someone to buy her a drink and she always seemed to duck at just the right time to avoid getting peppered with arrows. In fact, Jen’s problem usually was that she was too lucky. Take gambling for example. Jen loved it. Not only that but she was good at it. Slots, roulette, blackjack, the more random and dependent on chance or the luck of the draw the better. The problem was that she was sometimes too good at it and by virtue of her luck landed herself in some very unlucky situations. Case in point, the one she was in now.

“Now, now boys. No one likes a sore loser.” Jen said as she backed away from the card table. The group of boys she had been playing with at one of the local bars were a couple of Victoria guys from one of the local university’s frat houses. Always good company when a game was on but not terribly fond of losing. “Can’t blame me if Fortuna’s taken a liking to me now can you?”

“More like Fortuna’s bitch.” One of the Victoria boys said as he moved to cut off her path to the door. He was a big boy, jock type with more muscles than brains and even though Jen had no qualms about fighting, when the odds were four against one that wasn’t good. She should know. “We wouldn’t have played you if we’d known you were Fortuna’s daughter.”

Jen grinned winningly and backed towards a different direction looking for an escape, a weapon, anything but the frat boys were closing in on her and it looked like they were all in the same mind about what they should do to her. Jen thought quickly. “Come on boys it was just a few games. Sometimes it’s better to be lucky than good and damn if the gods don’t love me. I think I amuse them.”

“You’re too good.” One of the frat boys closing in on her left growled. “You took us for everything we had and you think Victoria would let that happen?” Grunts of approvals from the others followed as Jen bumped into a pool table which effectively cut off her retreat. Her hand brushed an empty pint glass though and as the frat boys got closer she carefully closed her fingers around the grip.

“Well I don’t know guys, maybe she was taking a piss and missed you making asses of yourselves.” The Victoria boys didn’t like that at all and the sound for cracking knuckles told Jen that this was only going to end one way. That might not be good for her but if she was going to take a beating at least she could look good while doing it and if they thought she was going to be an easy fight they were in for a surprise.

“Well if that’s how you feel about it we’ll just have to find a way to improve our mood. Maybe taking our loses out on one of Fortuna’s little sluts that thinks she’s better than us.” The one closing in from the front grunted and with that Jen lost her patience. Sighing dramatically she accepted her fate and decided to just go with it. "Well come on and die ya pigfuckers. Uranus isn't going to wait for you all night.” With the pint glass firmly in her hand behind her back she put on a wicked grin and waited for the fun to start.

[John Pollak]

It was rare indeed to find time to waste in the legion. It seemed every moment of every day included training, chores, more training, and a few more chores for good measure. The few times John could spend a day doing whatever his heart desired was, well, let's just say it didn't happen very often. Today, by Jupiter's grace, was one of those days. Free from rules and order barking officers, John spent the day in a small bar, shooting the shit with a couple of friends. One beer turned to two, the second beer morphed into mountains of empty Pepsi bottles. Hours whizzed by, eaten away by the same stories that had been shared a million times and a few crappy jokes.

"I think I'll be heading out now." One of the boys announced, his voice accompanied by the scrapping of a bar stool against the ground. His statement echoed among the others as each one slowly pushed themselves away from the booth. "You coming John?" 

The son of Fortuna, mid swig, shook his head. "Nah, I'm gonna finish this first." In his hand a glass bottle about a third full of Pepsi dismissively swirled in small circles. "Drinks are on me , I'll see you back at camp." In all reality, John was in know hurry to return to chores and training, he was going to milk every drop of this day off. 

As his friends exited, He twisted himself to face the bar, silently staring into the old counter top. His few seconds of peaceful thoughts were interrupted by rumblings coming from a different section of the building. Well if that’s how you feel about it we’ll just have to find a way to improve our mood. Maybe taking our loses out on one of Fortuna’s little sluts that thinks she’s better than us.

Seemed interesting enough. Hell, anything would have piqued the now unaccompanied teen. Without a sound, John pushed himself away from the bar like his friends had before him, but instead of out the door he headed further into the building. Drink in hand he examined the commotion. Four older boys seemingly intimidating a younger girl. Confidence oozing from every step, he walked directly over to the group. "What seems to be going on here?" He demanded, eyes flicking between each of the Victoria boys. 

[Jennifer Kail]

Jen was ready for a good brawl. Even if she got her ass handed to her there was nothing like a little violence to spice up the night. As the Victoria boys approached Jen tightened her grip on her pint glass and prepared to shatter it across the first poor sap’s face but just as she was about to do so someone spoke up across the room and interrupted her fight. Jen glanced up at the new boy wondering if he was friend or another person wanting to get in on the action. She wasn’t the only one either. The Victoria boys spun around as well and eyed the boy probably wondering the same thing.

As Jen watched it was the Victoria boys that broke the silence with one towards the back of the group and closest to the newcomer speaking up first. ‘This bitch was using her Fortuna powers to cheat us in poker. We were just thinking of rearranging her face as a repayment. You got a problem with that?’ Jen gave an unamused huff at this drawing attention back to herself. “Not only do they all look like the infected hairs on Jupiter’s nut sack but they can’t even swear properly. No creativity at all and they wonder why they suck at poker.”

She probably wasn’t helping her case here but Jen was well past the point of avoiding a fight tonight. Her actions were reward by renewed death glares from the Victoria boys. The one who spoke up earlier however turned back to the newcomer one more time. ‘You want to help us out? I’m sure they’ll be enough of her to go around. Otherwise just stay out of our way or we’ll be coming for you next.’

Jen glanced at the stranger and gave him a shrug as if to say the decision was up to him. “Up to you to play the odds hun but I warn you this cat has claws and she’s saltier than Juno’s vag after she finds out her hubby's been stepping out on her again."

[John Pollak]

‘You want to help us out? I’m sure they’ll be enough of her to go around. Otherwise just stay out of our way or we’ll be coming for you next.’ John raised his eyebrows at the way boy the boy had the balls, or perhaps general idiocy to include on the end. A small chuckled slipped from his mouth, he shook his head smiling. "Alight cunt, for your sake I REALLY hope that wasn't a fucking threat." Confidence oozed from his voice without even the slightest hint of fear or apprehension leaking into his words. In reality, John was itching for a good fight, gods know it ahd been a while. 

He turned the face the girl, his mouth stretching into a smile as he spoke. "No way in hades I'd fight you, no, you could probably beat Mars in an arm wrestling contest. Jupiter knows you can out-swear 'im." He gave the stranger, well technically his sister, a small nod and a wink. Introductions, name exchanges, and the like could wait. There were far more pressing, and well, more exciting matters to tend to. 

He took a few loud steps forward, stopping in front of the Victoria boy who had spoken, so close that he could see his own reflection in the boy's eyes. John, just a smidge taller then the frat boy glared at him unflinching, unmoving. 

He slowly opened his mouth, forming words barely above a whisper. "I'll give you one opportunity, apologize to this young lady for calling her a bitch, pay for you drinks, and hull ass as fast as your shitty little legs can carry you, or you'll be getting your ass kicked by two Fortuna kids today." His words were soft, smooth, but with a sort of 'please give me a reason you break your jaw' sort of edge to each and every syllable.  

[Jennifer Kail]

The new boy was a rowdy one, Jen could tell, and the fact that he seemed to be leaning towards her side of the matter made her think that they would get along just fine. Granted the Victoria boys didn't look like they were going to be stepping back from this fight no matter how rowdy the newcomer was, Victoria kids could be dumb like that, but it did make her chances a little better having some extra help around.

Jen watched the exchange between the boys and then gave a chuckle when the new boy made his comments to her. She liked the way this guy talked, it carried a certain familiar swagger and she had no trouble making out his intentions. Anyone with that much confidence either knew how to handle themselves pretty well or was crazy and Jen could support either of those positions so long as things worked out in her favor. After all most people thought she was a little crazy herself.

"See now at least he knows how to speak to a lady." Jen said to the Victoria boys as the newcomer complimented her and she gave John a nod of appreciation as he stepped up to rattle the leader of this mob. Jen didn't know if it would work but at least she was getting a good show. If the Victoria boy didn't piss himself and run of screaming then it was his own fault what came next.

The new boy continued and then things started coming together. Jen chuckled suddenly finding the whole situation pretty funny. She was about to say as much but before she could the time for conversation had apparently run out. With a shout of 'Get em!' The leader of the Victoria crew threw a surprise punch at John and then the battle was on. Jen didn't give the Victoria boy close to her a chance to react as no sooner had he turned around than Jen shattered the pint glass in his face and drove her knee into his crotch.

Laughing and looking very much like the highlight of her night had finally arrived Jen shoved the boy down and turned to face her other attacker. As she did so she called over her shoulder. "Vulcan's ass on fire, you're family! No wonder you talk like you've got one foot in Hades and the other up Uranus' ass. Let's see if we can send these shoe licking bastards on their way!"

[John Pollak]

The blow to the face certainly did not feel the best. John's head snapped back, and a fine trickled of blood began to drip from his nose sliding down his face. "You fucking fuck..." John swiped his hand across his bleeding face spitting onto the floor. Gritting his teeth, the boy glared at the Victoria kid who'd punched him. To his satisfaction, his new-found sibling seemed to have taken care of one of the assholes. "Vulcan's ass on fire, you're family! No wonder you talk like you've got one foot in Hades and the other up Uranus' ass. Let's see if we can send these shoe licking bastards on their way!" 

He flashed a quick grin Jen's way. "Damn straight!" He called back turning his attention back to the asshole frat kid. The guy had that sort of punchable, shit-eating grin that just made you want to rip each and every tooth out one by one. The hulking brute ran towards John, barreling towards him like a bull. John swiftly dodged at the last moment wheeling around, gripping onto the boy's shirt and slamming his head into a table. A satisfying crack rang through the air, the counter had been textbook perfection.

"You shit" The boy stumbled to his feet, spraying out a nauseating mixture of blood and spit mixed in with the words he hissed out. The child of Victoria sprung forward surprising quick for such a large and muscled individual.  A pair of meaty hands clasped around John's throat, the full weight of both of the boys crashing to the floor. Their bloody faces were once more inches from each other, each child spitting, hissing, and cussing. John went into auto-pilot. A punch to the jaw, ripping out a chunk of hair. With a grunt, John rolled the boy onto his back, switching spots to the top. John clashed his into the boy's face. Once, twice, again, and again, and again...

[Jennifer Kail]

Boys were such interesting creatures. They liked to huff and puff walk around all proud but Jen found it amusing that they had been born with the most sensitive part of their anatomy dangling there between their legs like a bunch of over ripe fruit. Caress them there and they melted like butter, kick them there and the folded faster than a bad gambler with a losing hand. It was something Jen exploited quite fully when she had the opportunity and she took great satisfaction as the Victoria boy she had delivered so much pain to crumpled to the floor in a wimpering, moaning pile.

Her second attacker wouldn’t go down so easily but that was no matter. As he rushed her Jen sprang like a coiled snake delivering drop kick right to his oncoming donkey face. Honor, fair fighting, Jen didn’t have much need for these things. The only thing that mattered at the end of a fight was who was left standing and the daughter of Fortuna always fought to come out on top.

The boy was sent sprawling to the floor obviously surprised by the attack but Jen wasted no time in rolling to her feet. It was a good thing too as the last Victoria boy was on her grappling her from behind and pulling her off balance. “I’m going to fuck you up so hard your own cheating mother won’t recognize you bitch.” Jen sputtered and struggled but pound for pound she was fighting a losing battle against the larger boy. The insult to her mom served to light a fire in her though and as she finally got her feet under her again she used the leverage to throw a hard elbow into the Victoria boy’s gut. It wasn’t much but it gave her enough of a break to pop her had up into the boy’s chin with a resounding crack.

As the boy stumbled back Jen turned on him. With a guttural cry she rushed forward grabbed the boy’s head and drove him face first into a wall. No one called her mother a cheat and she would be damned if she let this boy try. “How’s it goin’ over there brother.” She called back to John as she repeated the process of driving the boy’s head into the wall a few times. “Taught these Morbi fiddling fucks faces to shit out their mouths yet?” Jen chuckled clearly enjoying herself but her chuckles quickly turned into a cry of pain as she felt her head being jerked back by her hair. Apparently she hadn’t done a good enough job handling at least one of the other Vitoria boys.