Ashe's head snapped to the side, but she remained sitting for a few minutes. The Echani looked hurt. She got up and grabbed him by the front of his shirt, pulling him off his seat and raising her fist to hit him, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. Sparring was one thing, but she couldn't bring herself to hit him out of anger. She sighed and practically threw him to the ground. She jumped over the bar, grabbed her favorite kind of alcohol, threw some credits at the bartender, and left Kharen sitting on the ground. She headed back to their room, chugging the contents of the bottle as she went. It was a fairly small bottle and wouldn't kill her, but by the time she reached the room it was empty and she was trashed. She threw the bottle to the side as hard as she could, smiling a bit as it crashed against the wall. A few shards of glass hit her, one cutting her cheek and a few other catching her arm. She sighed and knelt down, picking up the shards and tossing them in the trash. [member="Kharen Promethien"]