( Good. That's that. Well, it's not that, it's not like it's done, but Sarah's out of harms way. As she stands side on to block her from the yelling dickhead and his friends as Sarah exits, Sarissa takes a bottle to her back, twists the second Sarah's out the door and shatter's a man's jaw. And then in a rapid-fire that escalated quickly she takes a punch to her jaw, falls on one knee, rises in the same motion as she knees some dickhead in the balls, and about a minute after Sarah's exit she follows - through the window, rather than the door.
After a couple seconds she pulls her hands from around her head and crawls over to Sarah, sitting back on her haunches like some kinda well-meaning labrador, and not some dickhead that just brawled a bunch of guys in a bar that are still pretty pissed. )
Hey. You okay?
( Like they have all the time in the world, and Sarissa hasn't just pissed off a whole lot of people. Like this is fine. )
no subject
After a couple seconds she pulls her hands from around her head and crawls over to Sarah, sitting back on her haunches like some kinda well-meaning labrador, and not some dickhead that just brawled a bunch of guys in a bar that are still pretty pissed. )
Hey. You okay?
( Like they have all the time in the world, and Sarissa hasn't just pissed off a whole lot of people. Like this is fine. )