( Sarissa Theron, reporting for duty. If by "reporting for" you mean "colliding with" and by "duty" you mean "disaster."
There's a distinctly Australian and possibly irritatingly loud voice cutting through the air. )
The fuck do you mean, snakes can't swim? You're not a full quid hey, ya knuckle-dragging mongrel. All snakes can swim. Not all snakes swim with their heads above water, but they can all swim. Christ.
( Sarissa is, surprisingly, not that drunk - just riled up and aggravated, energy threatening to fizz over the sides. She's standing, taking the dude's beer with a bit of a and fuck you, buddy to the way she sips the guinness, before deliberately knocking his shoulder as she walks off. Fucking morons and their fucking wrong information about fucking reptiles. She was loud enough to hear a fair way away, although that isn't necessarily warning for the reckless way she moves through the room, until she clatters into someone. Her demeanour softens almost immediately, before she even looks at them - ) Christ, sorry.
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There's a distinctly Australian and possibly irritatingly loud voice cutting through the air. )
The fuck do you mean, snakes can't swim? You're not a full quid hey, ya knuckle-dragging mongrel. All snakes can swim. Not all snakes swim with their heads above water, but they can all swim. Christ.
( Sarissa is, surprisingly, not that drunk - just riled up and aggravated, energy threatening to fizz over the sides. She's standing, taking the dude's beer with a bit of a and fuck you, buddy to the way she sips the guinness, before deliberately knocking his shoulder as she walks off. Fucking morons and their fucking wrong information about fucking reptiles. She was loud enough to hear a fair way away, although that isn't necessarily warning for the reckless way she moves through the room, until she clatters into someone. Her demeanour softens almost immediately, before she even looks at them - ) Christ, sorry.