-as soon as Liman gets there, she can see that it's devolved into a brawl, both guns are on the floor-
-Griffin is wielding a heavy piece of piping like a cane-
-Raut is using a combat knife-
-and they're both shouting at each other... in Latin-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-He look up at her, eyes puffy and tinged blue-
Wh— but I just—
edited 26th Mar '17 2:11:07 PM by SR3NORMANDY
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Seeing the brawl, she steps around and holsters her gun— seeing that she's as likely to shoot Jack as she to shoot Raut.
Pausing, she reaches into a pocket on her vest and takes out a stubby metal rod, extending it into a baton that crackles with electricity on its tip. Without much a war cry and anger boiling beneath her expression, she leapt into the fray and attempts to jam the electric-tipped baton into Raut.
всегда веренI wanted a friend who thought I was amazing... Maeva and Steph and— and everyone, they all thi— they all know I'm— this.
-Gestures to his sorry state-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

Well, I'm glad I never saw it. I wouldn't want to deal with it.