<strong>SJ does not do well with surprises.</strong><br/><br/>Sarah Jane was watching as the marks were made she was still a little nervous about this place, because some of those weird cults had the same. The fact that Nadia was talking about going and getting more bullets, as in a job lot variety type pack was even more worrying. Fuck the girl had lived on the streets and had never used or actually even touched a gun in her life. She did wonder who were really the monsters…<br/><br/>Still it would likely wash off if needed and thus had one place on her and even on Horlicks. Who really did not care as she was more interested as what was in SJ’s bag.<br/><br/>She and Horlicks were sharing some tins of dog food and biscuits as well as some cold beans. Hence why Nadia had been given most of her money back, the only real expense had been the new collar.  It was then the door burst open, Sarah Jane dropped the food, which for a start made her angry, the huge figure made her araid especially as he was in uniform.<br/><br/>“Fack me…fackin’ wanker, wot ve fakin’ ‘ell. Vat was jast blaady stupid…” She was small and slight but somehow strangely a little intimidating as her lips allowed a whole stream of yet more obscenities fall from her mouth. Most of it was bravado she was actually a little afraid and was starting to feel trapped now, and he was blocking her exit. "Fack that was blaady rude, my Nan wood 'ave strung yah ap by yer balls."<br/><br/>The huge dog at her side curled her lips as her heckles rose on the back of her neck. At present it remained at SJ’s side, however even though they were both hungry the food was forgotten.<br/>