The first time someone brought her here, she thought it was a joke. Pirates, really? Pirates and grown fucking adults? Well-- fine, whatever. Seemed like it'd be good for a laugh. In the end, the guy ended up being sort of a wanker, but she's glad she gave the place a try. She's no regular, not yet -- she frequents too many different places to be a regular just yet. But she's well on her way there.
The so-called gentleman offender happens to be sitting beside her, and it's between her head and his that the phone is thrown. She barely blinks and doesn't move until it's in pieces on the floor behind her. She turns, just for a moment, looking at the phone with lifted eyebrows. She doesn't seem shaken, though. It wouldn't have been the first time something dangerous was flying in her direction like that.
At least it was enough to make the man leave -- in a huff, somewhat terrified. The girl on his other side, someone he was trying very unsuccessfully to chat up, is visibly relieved.
"Nice aim," Effy says, offering a faint smile. "Shame about the phone, though."
Jolly Roger
The so-called gentleman offender happens to be sitting beside her, and it's between her head and his that the phone is thrown. She barely blinks and doesn't move until it's in pieces on the floor behind her. She turns, just for a moment, looking at the phone with lifted eyebrows. She doesn't seem shaken, though. It wouldn't have been the first time something dangerous was flying in her direction like that.
At least it was enough to make the man leave -- in a huff, somewhat terrified. The girl on his other side, someone he was trying very unsuccessfully to chat up, is visibly relieved.
"Nice aim," Effy says, offering a faint smile. "Shame about the phone, though."