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"That's why I'm here Lucius," confidentially replied Ava. "Now do I have to sign a contract or anything? Or can I get started?"

Lucius cackled. "Haha, yes my dear. And then we'll have an HR rep. go over your 401k options. No, you have already done enough tonight. Your room is number 45. You'll also be assigned to a lieutenant tomorrow as well as your first assignment," further explained Lucius. "For now, just enjoy yourself. Watch some fights, get drunk, and maybe fuck someone. That's how we roll here. Bienvenue au couteau."

As Lucius walked away, Ava noticed a young woman walking towards her with a drink in each hand. She was covered in tattoos and was rocking a pixie haircut that was black, but with multiple purple dyed streaks. Her lace black corset pushing up her small but perky breasts as her long shapely legs brought her closer. She extended her hand, offering one of the drinks in front of Ava.

"Holy shit! That was fucking awesome! Banshee I haven't seen a man Couteau get beat that bad by such a badass bitch!" the girl proclaimed as she handed over the glass.

Ava smiled and sipped the drink, immediately tasting the same brand of tonic and gin she had earlier in the night. "Thanks, and thanks for the drink. You obviously know who I am. What's your name?" asked Ava.

"Tox! Short for Toxic," replied Tox as she took a swig of her own gin and tonic.

Ava raised her glass to cheers. "Nice to meet you Tox. How long have you been part of Le Couteau?" Tox began explaining how she grew up with a rough crowd in the United States that led to her joining a gang. They made their way to the bar as second drinks were poured. After discussing their first fights, they started ripping shots. It was around the newly poured third drinks when Ava felt Tox's hand caressing her thigh. Tox leaned in closer as she looked with her big hazelnut eyes into Ava's blue ones.

Ava couldn't help herself as grabbed the back of Tox's head, bringing her lips to hers. She tasted raspberry lip gloss and cheap whiskey as her tongue explored Tox's. Ava felt Tox's nimble hands grope her breasts as she felt her nipples push against her sports bra. Ava let caution into the wind as she started to reach down into Tox's denim short shorts. She felt a hand grab her wrist impeding her from going down further.

"Not here," whispered Tox, "let's go somewhere more private." Tox stood up and grabbed Ava's hand. With her free hand she finished her drink while being pulled away from the bar by the overzealous Tox. Ava found herself being lead through a hallway as Tox stopped in front of a doorway. Agent Hope turned Tox around and shoved her against the door. She pressed her body against her tattooed partner's as their breasts began to press against each other. Tox slide a thigh between Ava's legs. Hoping the rubbing of her leg could be felt through Ava's tight jeans.

Tox started to kiss Ava again as she reached behind her. Her fingers fumbled with the doorframe as she finally opened the door behind her. Both women clumsily entered the room and started ripping each other's clothes off. Ava pushed Tox onto the bed as her lust was now uncontrollable. She looked down as Tox unzipped her corset and threw it aside. Her pieced nipples finally escaping their lace prison.

"Come and get me Banshee," said Tox, not hiding the desire in her voice.