“ ... another one. “
the bars in norite city were in abundance, especially after a long shift - you were spoilt for choice in your late night endeavours - to her right she notices a pesky group of men, figures, surrounding someone particularly high profile.
so, like a good enforcer of justice, she barges her way through the group and puts herself between the woman and this group, scowling as she looks up.
“ got a fuckin’ problem? because i sure do. you’ve got a couple of seconds before i start smashing bottles over heads. “ the coldness in her eyes and the bluntness to her tone shows she means it.
once they’ve left, astrid turns around to face the woman and sighs “ you league members really have to be careful, i’m not even on duty. “
she looks the taller woman up and down, and then finishes her drink - placing on the bar as well as what she owed on her tab.
“ c’mon. you’re Cora Veritas, right? i’ll show you a nicer bar than this one. drinks are like watered down piss anyway. “ astrid says a little too loudly, within earshot of the bartender who looks very disgruntled. but before he gets a chance to say anything they’re out of the doors.
“ i’m astrid, by the way. “
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