jailhouse rock —「the roadhogs.」

[napoleon, d2m ₊⊹ 🐁 ɢʀɪғғɪɴ.]

↳ RAFAEL SALAZAR

It was all rather cliché, really: the prince here to break the princess locked up in her tower by the witch.

… Except he hadn’t been interested with the prospect of liberating Sierra. Whatever tuft had happened between her and Maryn was clearly their own business. However, when presented by an opportunity, Rafael had always endeavored to make two more.

That was where Nowles and Fatima came into play. Allies mattered in the arena, and he chose his own painstakingly. An Adroxis and an Al-Amin, now that was a combo tried and true of the past. He simply needed to see their skills up-close and personal, his own version of a private assessment.

Getting the thieves’ tool proved remarkably easy. “Here,” he tossed the gadgets over at Nowles and straightened out his collar for extra pizzazz, trying little to hiding the cluster of lip-shaped marks on his neck. A smile played across his lips as he looked at Fatima. “Good looking out,” he said.

Then to Nowles again: “Do it quick and I’ll find you a shinier gadget. I am not exactly keen on joining Sierra’s fate if someone finds out.”