Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160421214950/@comment-5583506-20160424001952

Sari's hands suddenly grasped the the Breton's shirt as she snapped, slightly lifting him up. She was stronger than she looked, though it may have just been the adrenaline pumping through her veins.

Several customers of the inn turned their attention to the commotion.

"Listen carefully now, you burned fuck. This one didn't tell Shakti to do shit! This one has every right to bring that fucking lizard in when she is plain out insulting Shakti, and doesn't even have the slightest fucking idea of the misery behind these events! This one hasn't been using her sister! Sari wanted Shakti to have a new chance at life, this by having as little interaction between you and her as possible. But what the hell is she supposed to do when she voluntarily engages herself in conversations with you?! No, Gabriel. You are the one who needs to back the fuck off. Stay away from Shakti, you hear?! Don't even mention her name. Don't even think of her. She's dead to you!"

She threw Gabriel with his back towards the counter in spite, her face twisted into a grimace of restrained rage. "This one should have just let Suri kill you. That would have made everything that much easier. Then perhaps Shakti wouldn't... she wouldn't be this wreck today... A shadow of her former self... caused by you..."

She then turned around bitterly. Siri stood in the doorway, looking just as innocent and confused as usual.

"What's... what's going on?" she asked carefully.

Sari just eyed her younger sister sadly, before walking past her, not uttering a single word.

"Sari?" said Siri, but when there was no reply coming back. She then hurried to Gabriel's side. "What... what was that about? Are you hurt?"