SJ continued to narrow her eyes at the fire man. “I don’t ginve a fackin’ rats arse if you are ve bleedin’ Queen of bastard Sheba you sacred the shite out of me…and that a bastards trick.” It was obvious the girl was scared; this was a large man wielding a bat. Her dark eyes continued to look fro the exit.<br/><br/>“Is vis ‘ow vey knock ve door in America ven, shite you ‘ave less fackin’ manner van ‘Orlicks.” Whether he was protecting Carrie or not did not matter, the fact that he seemed aggressive made the slight girl feel uncomfortable. She had seen some of the homeless and how they could get…hense that was why Srarah Jane had learned to hide.<br/><br/>Whatever anyone thought of street rats, this one had never partaken in drugs or prostitution, though both had been tempting especially when it was cold and she was hungry. Still SJ had remained strong. After a short time her rant stopped and the massive dog ceased growling though Horicks remained more than a little tense.<br/><br/>“Wot ve fack is Balariel…” All this talk of bullets and the like, and men weilding bats was making SJ very uncomftable. It was becoming a little much to deal with. Still the dog was hungry and so was she so the finished off their…dog food and cold bean concoction. For the moment she would stay.<br/>