Electroclash | Sarah (
electrocynic) wrote2012-12-12 02:35 pm
The Fortress, Sarah's London, Wednesday
Sarah? Still in London. Still at the Fortress. The biggest change was that last night she'd actually slept over at Jenny's, because Don was starting to get sick of her sharing his space. Oh, and she'd stopped a mugging yesterday, when she'd been out buying cigarettes. Nothing grandiose but she figured she'd at least get a mention in New Power Express for it.
Like she figured she should have probably been considering a trip back to Fandom, what with tomorrow being the final session of Wild Roving and all. But she was kind of dreading that.
So, right now she figured it was still time to sit in the same old booth with her friends, and finish this bottle of Green Lamp Ale. Which she was not drinking for any significant reason whatsoever, so kindly shut your gob before she shuts its for you.
[ooc: NFB, and for that Guy.]
Like she figured she should have probably been considering a trip back to Fandom, what with tomorrow being the final session of Wild Roving and all. But she was kind of dreading that.
So, right now she figured it was still time to sit in the same old booth with her friends, and finish this bottle of Green Lamp Ale. Which she was not drinking for any significant reason whatsoever, so kindly shut your gob before she shuts its for you.
[ooc: NFB, and for that Guy.]

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And then he decided to go ahead and try to punch Guy.
Like the gentleman that he was.
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Guy might have spent some time on an island full of teenagers, but there were some reflexes didn't just go away as he ducked and went to punch the jackass back.
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He staggered back with a muted 'oof' but went right back to trying for another wild swing at Guy. His pride was at stake here!
Sarah was actually laughing. She was terrible.
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Which was why he was attempting to tackle Devlin to the ground after getting a badly aimed hit to the shoulder.
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Sarah was still snickering. "My God, is it just me or is this taking a turn for the homoerotic?" she asked the bar at large.
Don appeared by her elbow, shaking his head. "Not just you."
"D'you think there'll be hair pulling next?"
"God I hope so."
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Meanwhile, Norse Dave was already stomping out from behind the bar to come break this up before they broke anything, so it was probably a good thing Sarah was taking pictures on her phone while she could, right?
"I feel like we should be throwing oil on them or something."
And saying things like that.