<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/E31rkNe.jpg)<br/></div>Vall's inquiry was instead met by a curious onlooker in armor and... she appeared to be at least a little inebriated. Well, at least she was a sexy little thing... well, not so little as she. Vall was used to that though; most of the world besides dwarves and the 'small' races were taller than she...<br/><br/><strong>"Eh, it's not that..."</strong>Vall began, then trailed off as she watched the drunk woman... apparently reach for her and do nothing.<strong>"...Ah, well then I'll keep you in mind if I can't get any help at the hospital there."</strong><br/><br/>Aha, introductions; Vall hadn't had anyone introduce themselves to her since she got here. Even with her hurting, Vall smiled and stood tall (well, straight, still wasn't tall with people nearly a head above her), and as if she weren't covered in blood, her breast swelled with pride as she brought a fist to it.<br/><br/><strong>"And I am Vall Ha'la, Queen of Valkyr! Greetings to you Dame Fenix!"</strong>Vall introduced herself, and hearing she was a knight instinctively used the title of station.<strong>"Now if you don't-"</strong><br/><br/>Again she was interrupted, this time by a woman who apparently found her situation amusing...<br/><br/><strong>"Already a step ahead of you,"</strong>Vall replied as the woman made her way off, shooting a smile to her as she left.<strong>"Shots were powerful, close range; both went through, broke the head off, broke off what could get caught, just need to-HEY, what are-"</strong><br/><br/>Turning back to face and address the knight, Vall had enough time to grab the woman's head by the hair as she dug the knife into her thigh, gritting her teeth and resisting the urge to shove a knee through the woman's face. Taking a deep breath, she managed to loose her fingers from the woman's hair, just in time for her to work the shaft from the coagulated blood in her wound. She'd done a decent job getting it out, so clearly she knew what she was doing. Even still... Vall made sure to smack the drunk woman's head, and though it was unlikely to hurt her, it still was not gentle.<br/><br/><strong>"Girl, I almost turned your head into a bowl there; <em>warn me next time</em>,"</strong>Vall may have been short and more on the petite side of things, but the tone that she used and the sheer aura she radiated was one that suggested she was<em>not</em>leaving that to discussion... and then the inviting smile was there once more.<strong>"Now if you'd like to take care of the other one, you are more than welcome to. I know just how I shall repay you too for your assistance."</strong>