now we got problems And I don't think we can solve 'em [DM]

She had been taking it slow, haunting the borders of Avalon like the ghost she still felt like. Theory wasn't sure where she wanted to settle. Thoughts of the beach and the pirates had passed her mind, of course. Sparrow had welcomed her with open arms the last time she had resurfaced, but she hadn't been... well. Her mind had slipped away soon after. She woke from a fitful nap to hear the telltale call of a death match. It was one of Boreas' honored traditions - gruesome, but always sure to draw a crowd.

She wavered only a moment before setting off to see what it was all about. Upon arrival, she felt her heart lurch into her throat. It felt lodged there so firmly she had trouble drawing a full breath. There Sparrow was, in all of her glory, facing down a stranger. A murderous glint was in her eye - not the charming jest she'd seen when she'd faced down Azure, who Theory spotted lurking the sidelines. This fight was for more than a lady's favor. Something had caused this. Theo wanted to call out, to scream for the other wretch to stand down, but knew from the looks on their faces and the battle already beginning that the die had been cast. The fight would end, one way or the other. Theory stitched her lips closed, biting the inside of her cheek until it hurt to keep herself from drawing Sparrow's attention. Not now.