[m] kings from the underground

I'm sorry Tatum's being a mega bitch right now, lol. She gets like that sometimes.

Tatum's ebony companion didn't get the message, or at least this was how it appeared to her, though how more plainly she could have put it she didn't know. Her subtle reference to her sexuality (despite that it was open to either genders) had either went straight over his head, or he was blatantly ignoring it. While Tatum was plenty flirtatious, it wasn't often she progressed past it — not to be a tease but simply because she was either rejected or simply not interested in taking it a step further. Instead of picking up on what she'd hoped he would have, he assured her that he could handle her. Not likely, Tatum thought with a snort that left her flared, black, leathery nostrils. So maybe she'd been intrigued as to if he'd see the challenge or shy away from it, but she didn't mean to let him get any. What did she look like? She wasn't any dude's bitch, and he would either learn it the easy way or the hard way. “I guess you didn't get what I was hinting at so let me make it perfectly clear,” Tatum told him, bearing her teeth when he began to circle her. 

“Unless your dick magically falls off, you're not getting anything from me,” There. That was pretty plainly put. “I only play for the same team, sorry dude.” She wasn't really sorry; and it wasn't exactly true. She could easily find males as attractive as females, both physically and intellectually. The ebony male that circled her was pretty to look at, but she didn't even know his name. She was all for harmless flirting: like with FitzDutiful — who knew where to draw the line. If Issun couldn't figure out where to draw the line she would have to draw it for him, consequences be damned. 

“I'm not a missy,” From a personal standpoint she was fine with 'lady', 'girl' or any variation that painted her as female except for 'missy'. There was something about that particular sobriquet that made Tatum hate it without having much rhyme or reason as to why. As to his suggestion that she couldn't handle it she remained silent. It wasn't a matter of could or could not, but she wasn't about to argue the point with him.