"No idea. I sure as fuck hope so," she whispered back. "I'd never let him give us up. If he didn't, he'd be letting us down."
The youthful Arrow smirked at her own funny, and she charged up a Sight and scanned about, checking for any magical effects in the area. Her innate sense of chi was good for people; not so much on area effects. The Monk wondered if she'd learn deeper levels of perception as she grew closer and closer to perfection.
"Looks clear so far," she muttered back as Falstaff went up.
The Libertine was funny as hell, the routine familiar somehow, but when he blew her a kiss, Asp's face went from mirthful to flat, and the stare she gave him was one that promised consequences if he didn't cut the shit. She leaned over to Star and muttered, "Last time I met him, I told him I was gonna nut him with my nightstick if he harassed me again..."
When he least expected it.
Asp waved at the various folks who greeted her, smirking just a bit at Striker as she saw him. Aww yeah... he was totes going for some Ladder action. She winked his way playfully before letting him go on - and when he was up on stage, she applauded for the Arrow.
"YEAAAAH THUNDER FROM DOWN UNDER!"
Chirping the performers was going to be fun. She tried to dismiss the whole being annoyed at Falstaff thing. Just here for a good time.
Brownlee - please resist with Resolve+Composure. 3 sux required to not be scared of her.
2 sux to put up Supernal Vision, 3 sux to deathstare Falstaff