Sara "beer and fear" Valestein (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
alcobrawlic) wrote2017-01-15 11:59 am
alcobrawlic) wrote2017-01-15 11:59 am
Week 1, Sunday Evening; Barnham
[ There's been a lot to mull over, with the Sheriff's arrival and those two girls now in jail, a lot of information to take in. Which, for a bracer and an instructor, isn't impossible for Sara, but there was a difference between learning a curriculum or the details of a mission or job request and...
This.
A game where they were being encouraged to kill each other. It's a sick game, definitely, but she's a little more concerned about how the younger ones are handling it-- and just how many of their number have killed before.
For now, she just sighs into her beer mug-- her third, but there's really no point in stopping now. Her mind is still, unfortunately, clear enough.
The saloon's fairly quiet for now, and that's all she needs. ]
This.
A game where they were being encouraged to kill each other. It's a sick game, definitely, but she's a little more concerned about how the younger ones are handling it-- and just how many of their number have killed before.
For now, she just sighs into her beer mug-- her third, but there's really no point in stopping now. Her mind is still, unfortunately, clear enough.
The saloon's fairly quiet for now, and that's all she needs. ]
no subject
[ look, don't fluster her. ]
no subject
[HE'S KIND OF AMUSED...]
no subject
[ MAYBE. ]
no subject
Hm.
Very well then. Regardless, I believe I have received what I came here for.
[Company, and water for Constantine.]
I shall leave you to your drink.