The beginning of an end to an Era (Sarah and Seraphim)

A soft chuckle escaped Seraphim's lips at the question Sarah posed. It was a good point, but hadn't Seraphim already establishe that she had friends? Ah well, it was getting a bit fun for the moment being around Sarah. In fact, her guard had been dropped completely, and she felt... relaxed. Maybe she'll even take Sarah out to a bar some day?

With a casual wave of the back of her hand, Serpahim took a long sip from her beer, finishing it up before resting it on the arm of the chair, grinning a bit more like it was an obvious answer, even proud of what she had to say. "Of course." She chirped, the thought of Phoebe putting her at ease. She did trust Phoebe, Heck, she had very fond feelings for the woman, but there were her secrets... and Elena, making it a lot harder to simply say she trusted her. But for now, she could, Seraphim would trust herself with no one more than her right now. But she did have other friends as well who would back her up. "And if something goes wrong between her and I before that match, I always have Sharaiya, or maybe even I'll consider Megumi. Either way, I've got a few people who will back me up." With a brief silence, Seraphim looked away, trying to act casual with what she was about to say next, making it seem like a simple gesture despite what she was about to say. She couldn't beleive she was about to do this, but it seemed.. right.

"Besides... I'd back you up if you needed it."

Sarah still kept her indifferent demeanour. Seraphim may be more relaxed but for fifteen years Sarah had been an emotional vault. There wee only a handful of people she managed to get along with, such as Tyler. Seraphim would have to be patient if she wanted Sarah to warm up to her.

"Terrific," Sarah muttered after Seraphim listed her so-called friends. Whether it was a subtle reminder of how many friends Seraphim had over her or not Sarah wasn't amused. "If you think you and her could pull it off, go for it. It'll make it all the easier." And then Sarah chuckled. "Thanks for the offer, but I rarely need backup. I'm not into the whole tag team thing."

This really had Seraphim feeling pretty pumped for things to come. She wasn't sure what Sarah had planned, but she started to trust the girl's judgment, and felt like this just may make a difference against the Era of Hell. Either way, it was a step forward, she knew that, and Seraphim's growing idea of creating her own organization to fight the Era of Hell seemed like it was slowly becoming more than just a vision. And maybe, just maybe, she'd be able to get closer thanks to Sarah's offer.

"Well then, I think that about wraps it up. I'll be sure to meet up with you once it's all taken care of. I have a few of my own ideas, but I'll share them with you after I crush those two in the ring." Slowly, Seraphim stood up, stretching her arms some and adjusting her eyepatch as a subtle grin breached the corner of her lips. "So until then, don't lose any matches, you hear?"

Sarah smirked at the Crimson Eye. The woman seemed to be motivated now. Maybe she finally realized just how serious Sarah was about this. Whenever Sarah says she's going to do something, sooner or later it's gonna happen.

"Perfect," Sarah said, also standing from her seat. "Beat em' bad, but make sure they stay conscious." Sarah grinned her patented dark grin. "And you may see me sooner than you realize." She offered her hand to shake. "Oh, and this meeting never happened."

Normally, Seraphim didn't take orders from anyone, but she made it easy for herself by simply saying this wasn't an order at all, just an offer. And if it was a match, nothing more, than how could she saw no? The thought of fighting alongside Phoebe again was a pleasantry, and she couldn't just deny it; all if it seemed to really fall into place.

With a nod at Sarah, silently wondering what she had planned, Seraphim didn't ask, and instead just gave a deviant little smirk as she spoke. "Meeting? I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about." Seraphim said with a bit of sarcasm, her own way of saying she wouldn't tell anyone about this meeting as she went for the door. She would leave behind a small note the chair as she got up, simply listing Seraphim's cell-phone number, but would then be on her way. Today had been a big turn around for her, and she couldn't wait for this match now~

With a quick nod and smile Sarah waved Seraphim out. But as soon as she left, her smile immediately dropped. She was sickened that Seraphim actually took pity on her. Who the fuck did she think she was? No matter. The good thing was she was in, and maybe if Seraphim played her part right Sarah might take more of a shine to her. But right now, they were just tempoary partners. It would be fun struggle to take out the Era of Hell. The first part of Sarah's plans were set.

Now it was time for the second part.

And as she thought this, she grinned darkly at Shanari's jacket hanging on the wall.....