*Jillian decides to go back inside after chain smoking a dozen cigarettes. She takes a seat in the kitchen, and sips at the glass of water she left.*

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*Sasha pale eyes watch Vaserage coldly, and spits a wad of blood before speaking.*
Sasha: What the fuck are you? 
*John sighs.*
John: Sash, can we just get you back to the room? No more trouble... please.
*She groans, and tries her best to stand, but fails. John then supports her, even though it is clearly visible that he is having issues carrying Sasha's heavy armor.*