;x.daniella continued from here Bags of trash in hand Ryujin furrows her eyebrows, hearing a rather intense scuffle just a bit more down the alley way. Finishing her original task the bar owner tosses the bags up into the dumpster right in front of her before taking cautious steps towards the sound. It was stupid, she was being stupid by deciding to investigate the sound on her own. But if it was the usual drunkard or homeless person rummaging through the garbage then she’d be fine; just another early Saturday morning after work. But what Ryujin does find before her all but startles her. Eyes blinking furiously the bar owner finds herself at a loss of words for a moment before opting to tap at the brick wall of her own building. “Uhm, yeah this is kind of my alley way.. my bar’s right here and all, my trash gets picked up from here--anyways.” Waving her hand to brush off her own unnecessary explanation she takes a glance at the downed man, “You need me to call the cops or someone..? Something..? Offer you a drink..?” She trails off, sparing glances from behind herself and back to the woman standing just a few meters before her.