( The table smashes into her hard and sends her careening back into some other patrons — which is when the owner of the place finally forces their way through the gathering crowd to break it up before somebody gets stabbed. Benedikta is still panting, still clutching the knife in a trembling grip that belies the rage coursing through her body—
Before throwing it onto the ground with a disgusted sound and turning her back to Clive. )
You don't know me.
( She says lowly, swaying on the spot from the heady combination of murderous adrenaline and too much wine. It takes her a moment to secure her footing before she glances back over his shoulder. )
Outside.
( And then she's stalking through the crowd to the door, occasionally shoving a slack-jawed fool out of her way as she goes. )
no subject
( The table smashes into her hard and sends her careening back into some other patrons — which is when the owner of the place finally forces their way through the gathering crowd to break it up before somebody gets stabbed. Benedikta is still panting, still clutching the knife in a trembling grip that belies the rage coursing through her body—
Before throwing it onto the ground with a disgusted sound and turning her back to Clive. )
You don't know me.
( She says lowly, swaying on the spot from the heady combination of murderous adrenaline and too much wine. It takes her a moment to secure her footing before she glances back over his shoulder. )
Outside.
( And then she's stalking through the crowd to the door, occasionally shoving a slack-jawed fool out of her way as she goes. )