walked all over me — tw(?)

[align=center][div style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; width: 60%; text-align: justify;"]Wherever Esklav goes, Melantha follows shortly after. The young huntress has grown accustomed to her existence as the male's shadow, even if she would rather be anywhere else but here. After that crazy shit that Esklav pulled with Stella-whatever, she is unsure of how she feels about him. Mel used to think the warpriest was pretty alright, but now? Regardless of her personal feelings, the tawny wildcat must guard and protect Esklav because it is her duty to do so. Which is why Melantha finds herself in the unfortunate presence of Dante. That bastard.

Suffice to say that the strong arm finds many of the Pitt inhabitants to be extremely insufferable, but Dante especially. He is a little bug that needs to be crushes, as far as she is concerned. "What authority do you think you have over a warpriest, little fish?" hisses the mountain lioness as she glares down at her fellow strong arm. "You are just as low in rank as this girl, are you not?" She is testing him, poking at him to see if he will make the mistake of revealing his secret rank. Theirs is one of subterfuge, of watching in silence and delivering the killing blow to any threats to Yes Man and the other high ranking officials. As far as any of the regular members know, Dante and Melantha are no different from them. But Dante has been dangerously close to revealing himself on several different occasions. She will not hesitate to use one slip up as an excuse to get him jettisoned from his position.