keep my head above water

Sarya bit her lip provocatively; she had never had the chance to explore her sexuality before, and this open flirtation was new and exciting for her. Oh, sure, she'd had sex. Honestly, she hadn't been that impressed. Perhaps it was her choice of partners, or perhaps it was the fact that she was constantly on the lookout for trouble--stress doesn't particularly help one's libido--but here, she was no one. Here, she could start over. No one knew her, and no one feared her, so if she were to disappear for an hour or two with the sexy bartender across the counter... well, there would be no one coming to look for her, at least. She met Edrei's toast and drained her own glass, enjoying the view as the girl spun to grab the bottle once more. Pleasure filled her at the thought that Edy wanted to spend time with her, particularly when she was sharing such a tasty beverage. If the bartender's words were anything to go by, liquor this good would be hard to come by in the wasteland in which Sarya found herself. Her glass filled, Sarya lifted the cup to her lips, taking a healthy swig of her drink--and promptly gagged, spitting the liquid back into her glass. She had never tasted anything quite so foul in all her life. It tasted the way a rotting corpse smelled. It might serve as a suitable poison for torture, but it was certainly not fit to drink. "Gods!" she swore, her eyes watering as she tried not to retch. "Are you sure you grabbed the right bottle?" OOC // Jeez, I suck.  I haven't been well and I'm super behind. ;__; Forgive meeee~ text. "talk" Sarya Daemenor so the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing