"-Are you.. oh, goddamnit." [i]As if through some sort of summoning, the air where Sarah once was would then ripple, like water as if a stone had been chucked into it's depths. A soft ripping noise, like a simple tear, would ring through Helena's ears, before the being appeared before her.[/i] [i]To begin, well.. she was arguably simple.[/i] [i]The being was a female, for one, and yet her lean form was hidden away by a thin winter jacket, a shiny cyan blue in texturing. Underneath that seemed to be a long-sleeved t-shirt, whereas it had a name on it - "[b]HENDRICKSON - For The People[/b]" - yet it was old and dusty, as if purposefully kept away from the sight of others in recent times, though still kept in the woman's possession. A pair of jeans served as pants for the woman, seemingly brand new yet still a rugged blue in texture. No armor upon her chest, no protective garbs.. nothing.[/i] [i]She was rather youthful, with a paled, angular jawline, and soft dimples accompanying the few freckles that darted her face. Though two dark ruby eyes would look upon Helena then, almost a dried blood red color. Her hair was kept short and simple, almost boyish in look, while being an ashy light brown in color.[/i] [i]Those ruby eyes trailed back to where Helena had fired, as the woman would release a puff of air, as she raised her hands for Helena to see. From there, she spoke. She spoke with a.. well, arguably youthful tone, something befitting of an annoying little fuсking midget- You get the point.[/i] "A devil, who bullies pregnant ladies. I've seen some fuсked shit, but.."