• Revenge is a tall glass of water, refreshed after its done and best served cold.

    the sun beating on hot sand blowing in the wind, a lone tavern stand among the dust covered rubble of a town that once was. McGregors hill top tavern sayd the sign. inside are abut 6 and a half tables. 3 chairs each. and three times as more men. lone bartender stand and cleans beer glasses. the bell rings and a lone figure stands at the door and enters. walking at about 5'5" with a large brown hat and an even larger dark blue trench coat. the brims of the hat covers the eyes. all the men in the bar look up at this lone stranger who sits at the bar. "ahoy there, what can i do ya for?" says the bar tender. "a glass of ice water please." says the stranger. surprised by the voice behind the mystery, the bar tender smiles and says" yes mam, one sec.". "is this your place?" she asks the bartender." Ai it is, but im Conner O' Quinn, Mr.McGregor gave it to me when he died just before Ireland became this desert island." he tells her as he hands her the water. "such a bummer this once beautiful place has become such a desert wasteland."
    "how much do i owe you for the water sir?"
    "you don't owe me nothin, your the first to come in and not cause a stir in a long while."
    "thank you, Mr.O'Quinn, i must be on my way now. take care."
    The mysterious woman stood up and starts to walk towards the door with her arms inside her Dark Blue jacket. a man walk behind her and sets his hand on her shoulder. "hold up there missy. ya know, just because he didn't ask for payment doesn't mean i wont." the man says with a devils laughter. the girl gently places her hand on his. she grabs his wrist and pulls him forward and points a desert eagle at his throat with her other hand. "oh, and what might that be." she says to the man in his ear. "erm, nothing. excuse me mam ill be on my way now." she let go of his wrist and removed the gun from his throat and brought her arms back into her coat. the bartender just smiles and continued to clean the glass. "hey wait up!" said a child's voice from inside, she turned around."what's your name miss?"
    "Sarah" she said to the little one and smiled "Sarah Arket"