<strong>-- Delilah Etienne (http://img838.imageshack.us/img838/9682/boxingwoman.jpg) - Simon’s Bull - Drunker than she thought she was?  --</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Delilah damn near went down on her ass at the bestial howling and sudden burst of hellfire at the door, just barely managing to struggle drunkenly to her feet.  "The<em>hell</em>?" she said hoarsely, blinking her eyes to make sure she hadn't just been struck completely dumb by drink.  She was so distracted that she didn't even notice Arathel until the drunk had shambled off, apparently none the worse for wear.<br/><br/>She paused, staring after the man as if he'd just grown a second head, then back to the bloodstains on the pavement, then to oddly beautiful man at her side.  A second ago that drunk had been missing half his teeth, had a welt on his neck the size of a golf ball, and had spat up enough blood to cause concern, and now he was just as scuffed and dirty as any drifter.<br/><br/>A hard look was all she had to give him.  She wasn't sure what had just happened, but she trusted her own eyes well enough.  That would have to wait however.<br/><br/>"Oi, there a damn back entrance to this shithole?"