>>18986194The chunk of wood thrown by Ava flew through the bar until it clashed with a table on the other side of the bar. One glass of tequila was perfectly smashed:
>Who the fuck was the mamarracha that did this!?>>18974118>>18974119>>18974121>>18977352>>18979772>>18982413Raquel scanned the scene. An old lady, an elf, and a midget were brawling over the bar counter. Some delivery girl and a tall black woman were approaching the brawl. Meanwhile, some kind of suicidal goth was flinging everything in her reach to the customers...and that was the stupid-ass second-rate wannabe that failed her: The Jersey Imp. Still calm she murmured:
>No better way of drowning the sorrows.Raquel grabbed a bottle of an unnamed liquor from a floor, opened it, drank its remains, and smashed it to the floor. She shouted now very angry:
> C'mon putas. You are messing up with the wrong woman. >I am the heroine of the federation!>You all will see what I'm made of.La Jefa kicked a table and grabbed one of the cue sticks that hung from the wall. She charged to hit the closest waifu with it.
