[i]Pop[/i]

The odd noise was Yvonne uncorking a bottle of whiskey she snatched off a random crate on the way, the mercenary taking a sniff before chugging a good few mouthful. That'll help numb the pain now that the adrenaline had slowly ebbed away from her system. She wiped her mouth with her sleeve, wincing a bit as she touched the split lips before noticing that everyone's looking her direction.

[b][color=#a4161a]"What? I ain't getting smashed, dont worry about that."[/color][/b] The cork was returned to its place as Yvonne turned back toward the entrance, twirling her sword in the process. [b][color=#a4161a]"I'll keep watch outside just in case. Yell if you need me, yeah?"[/color][/b]