Bar Room Blitz

Sitting at the bar of her favourite pub Sarah Gatt finished off another pint. "Can I get another?" she asked the bartender, who was already pouring her another. The Quwnn of Brawl seemed to be having a run of bad luck lately, and this was the only place she could find solice. Away from all the wrestlers and the friend she hurt. The place wasn't too busy that night, and most of the guys there didn't try to chat her up since she was giving off a pretty irate aura. So here she was, pretty much drowning her sorrows in cheap beer.

It wasn't long before the door opened and in came a rather odd looking girl. She had very long white hair with several black ribbons in them, with a large one on the top of her head. Strange, dead like grey eyes and scanned around the area for a while, watching some of the men looking at her and whistling at her. She took the cigarette she had been caressing between her lips, out of her mouth to release a gentle sigh, the smoke puffing out along wth it. She took a calm pace towards the counter, taking a seat upon one of the barstools and glared up at the bartender.

" Vodka with ice.. "

The Bartender blinked for a bit before he'd shrug and start preparing the drink, a half drunk man coming besides Raiye and began to talk in a rather rude voice to her.

" You know I coud really use you tonight, hahaha! "

With a swift moment she'd take the cigarrete from her lips and stopped the burning tip close to the male's eye, mumbling out.

" You know.. i could really use a punching bag. "

With a shivver the man pulled back but with a quick, jab like speed she pushed the tip into his eye, which made the man scream out like a girl and fall backwards, the other guys who were interested in her quickly looked away while she placed the cigarette back between her lips.

" Idiots.. "

Sarah looked over her shoulder slightly to see what all the commotion was about, and immediately spotted the strange girl that entered. She easily stood out from the bar scene. Shrugging, Sarah turned back to her drink. But it seemed that she wasn't done with her yet when she took a seat not far from her. She stiffled a snicker at her choice of drink; she had clearly come to the wrong place for what she wanted. Still, she had to admit, she handled herself pretty well with that drunk. Guess you have to be to look like that, Sarah thought to herself dryly, taking another sip of her beer.

She'd wait patiently for the drink she ordered, since she had her cigarette for the moment, keeping her calm. Her drink came and she glared down at it quietly, the bartender had seen what the girl had done so he was more intimidated then ever, though she did not really care for anyone around her, whether she'd hurt or please them. She'd bring her hand down to the glass and slowly pulled it up to her lips, taking the cigarette out and taking a quick sip from the vodka, closing her eyes halfly and said nothing.

Sarah had just about finished her second pint, already developing a buzz,and slammed the empty glass down in the counter. "Another one over here," she called to the bartender again.

"Don't you think you're going to fast, Sarah?" the man asked as he poured her another one. Sarah had been here often enough and caused enough trouble for the people who work there to know her name.

"That's exactly why I need another one," Sarah replied, snatching the refilled glass back from him. "If I can still think, it means I'm not drunk enough." The man shook his head amusingly and went to serve other customers, leaving Sarah to take down more of it.

Raiye suddenly gulped down all the liquid inside the glass, without even taken a breather and placed the glass upon the counter grinning a lightly before putting the cigarette back between her lips, closing her eyes halfly while she eyed the bartender, speaking out kindly for a change.

" Another one.. "

The Bartender nodded and filled another glass for her, staring up at the numerous bottles and wondering what she would take, she only had a few more bucks to spare and it was only getting fewer with the way she smoked and drunk.

Sarah was already halfway done her third pint and gave a satisfied sigh after a long sip. Now that she was slightly looser she gave another look at the new arrival at her favourite pub. There was something a bit familiar about her, like she gave off a feeling that Sarah had been around before. She couldn't quite place it....

Before she could even think of what it was, in leaning on the counter Sarah accidentally knocked over the glass she had been drinking from, and the rest of it spill on the mystery girl. "Aw crap!"

Raiye moved her finger over the edges of the glass, glaring at the liquid inside before she heard something fall, looking to the side and saw the liquid from another glass spill upon her jacket and pants and before anyone could even see what had happen Raiye jumped off the stool, grabbing it by it's legs, picking it up and tried to viciously slam it in Sarah's face, not even saying anything.

"Oh, for God's sake," Sarah groaned, mounrining over the loss of her drink. Now she'd have to pay for another one. "Hey, get me ano-" Sarah was immediately cut off when the bar stool slammed straight into her head. Sarah fell off her own stool, crashing onto the dirty floor. The entire bar went silent, all eyes turning two the two women. Shaking off the the impact, Sarah slowly opened her eyes, not looking at Raiye but at her own seat she had fallen off of. Immediately she would grab it and swing hard into Raiye's legs.

Raiye glared daggers down at Sarah and was going to beat her senseless when the stool hit her straight in the legs, falling onto her side with a slight twitch, immidiatly she looked at Sarah and tried to pounce ontop of her to try to grab and squeeze her neck while straddling her stomach.