( a battle has been declared on @kkhorosho )
Annoying, annoying, annoying. It was the only adjective that could properly come to mind to address the current situation. She nearly had the nerve to snap the stupid teenage couples neck, not quite appreciating their hostility. Had their mothers never taught them goddamn manners before, or even how to place a simple order? It was absurd. You either step into an establishment ready to go, or you stand in the back until you achieve some senses. At least, that’s how she viewed things. “Honestly, fuck this. You can stand here like a slave while I go sit my ass down. Keep the change when you’re done.” She didn’t even care if others could hear her, and she most certainly didn’t give a damn if the two nuisances themselves heard. Who knows, maybe they’d even take the hint to hurry the hell up.
And with her powerful statement, she left. There was a comfortable chair on the bar island calling her name, and she stayed positioned their until the entire ordeal was over. Drugs was all she cared about at this point, and there was a sense of electricity running through her veins at the aching desire. Dark orbs never left Alex’s presence, only relishing in a smile once their order had finally been placed. A milkshake to the cashier was just a milkshake, but to the creator himself it was something much more. A secret among secrets, a coded substance hidden in a modern drink. Something more powerful than reality itself.
“охуеть. It’s about time, Lex. I swear, next time I am only tagging along when the line is empty. Did you see those two twerps?” A flashback to the previous scenario came to mind, quickly scoffing the memory away afterwards. Stupid kids like them were not worst wasting her time over, which they sure should be lucky about. “Anyways, I sure am thirsty.” Without saying another word she picked up the glass that had been specifically been placed in front of her, letting a swig of the cold substance fall past her throat. Ah, sweet bliss. The bitter taste she always craved never seemed to hold any disappointments.
“You had a lot of pretty polly left. When do you want ookadeet?”
Okay, what the fuck was this? This wasn’t the first time she had heard Alex use such interesting words, but it sure was the first time she could actually put a connection to the words. And boy-oh-boy did she feel insulted. It was easy for her to connect уходить to the meaning of the conversation, but whywas it even necessary? Nadsat was something that she had no knowledge of, and the thought never even crossed her mind.
“What the hell is a pretty polly? And an ookadeet? Are you making fun of the Russian language right now? I’m not that stupid you know, I can connect some of the syllables together.” Now, she was just enraged, and the drugged milkshake was only help to fuel her anger. Endorphin’s were running, a devilish glance seeping it’s way into her eyes. This was not going to end well.
In a quick instance she raised from her seat, letting her inner-demons take control. It was a battle of Geumhee vs. Geumhee, the hypnosis spell inside of her saying that this wasn’t allowed. But at this point there was no turning back, hell needed to be raised and she’d accept the vulgar consequences later. “Think twice before insulting me.” There was no warning before she went full-fledge, fists swinging in every direction. Alex may be the professional fighter, but she was the one with the umpteen passion and will-power to make sure the girl would be crushed.
Low groans fell past her lips, her ruthless demeanor now coming out to play. Each punch had so much force that it didn’t take long til she could feel a cold substance against her knuckles,blood. She was quick to scatter her feet against the tiles of the floor, reaching across the counter to grab something else to use to mash the current enemy’s face. Yet it seemed as if Alex had the same idea, and not before long it turned into a bloody battle for the both of them.
