[ unfortunately she can't just go on a killing spree anymore... sadge. ]

I wouldn't really know. It's been a while since I went to these kinds of places, honestly.

[ she ducks her head just in time to avoid getting hit by an incoming potted plant (seriously?? damn), the sound of clay smashing against the wall ignored by whatever the fuck's going on in front of them rn. ishmael can only take another sip of her drink before sighing. ]

It's always going to be dumb shit no matter what universe you in, I'm afraid. Like who's the strong one between this and that, or who's gonna win in this competition or whatever. [ a shrug. ] It's tempting to stop them, but it isn't really our job, is it?