Masane's walk home.

"Ughh!!" She gasped, taking the kick to her face and staggered backwards. "I may not be able to take it back, but I can make up for it. That doesn't mean I'm going to let you hurt my friends though." She said before raising her arms again. "I'll hospitalize you if that's what it takes." She warned.

Sarah laughed loudly at what Masane said as she got back to her feet. "Oh, so with your logic that means you're allowed to be bad, but only if you make up for it later. That makes sense! Wow, you sure are smart! It's with that kind of intellingence that you're in this mess! But don't worry. Once I'm done putting all your friends in the hospital, I'll adopt a puppy to make up for it." Sarah threw back her head and laughed darkly.

Masane narrowed her eyes at her. "No. People make mistakes. What matters is what they do about it. If I could take back that night, I would. But what's past is past, and the only thing you can do is make sure it doesn't happen again. Of course, you'd never understand, because all you do is mock others beliefs and values, regarding them as trash and nothing more." She replied before she darted in again.

"And what do you intend to do, deary?" Sarah asked with a laugh, stretching her arms a bit because it seemed like they were getting into quite the fight. "It sounds like you want to close your eyes and hope it all goes away. That would be just like you, wouldn't it? Where you live in your own little world where you can't take responsibility. Here' an example. Did you stay in the medical ward with Rika until she woke up from the state you put her in? Did you go and apologize later? No. You ran away like a pussy because you didn't want to take responsibility. You make me sick."

As Masane darted in Sarah charged forward, looking to spear Masane around the waist and bring her to the ground.

"No, I accept responsibility for my mistake, which is why I'm not making excuses for it. You have me painted entirely the wrong way, Sarah. I'd suggest a new canvas." She declared, and tried to raise her foot up high as Sarah ran in, and tried to slam the back of her shoe down over Sarah's head to try and cut her spear short.

Sarah Masane raise her leg up for an axe-kick, and at the last second she stopped, raising both her arms to block it. "Oh, that is so lame!" she accused, and with a yell she would push Masane's leg upward to make her lose balance and fall over. "You think taking one punch makes up for it. Are you trying to make me laugh? Admit it. The reason you attacked Rika was because you were pissed at me. Well now I'm gonna attack a couple of your friends because I'm pissed at you." Sarah smiled like a demon. "It's gonna be a bloodbath!"

Masane gasped as she was thrown off balance and landed flat on her rear on the concrete. She looked up at her with a small frown, and shook her head. "Actually, no. She wouldn't leave me alone. Kept bothering me when I asked her to leave me in peace. She refused to leave the topic though, and... well I made a mistake." She explained in the end. She then started to get back up and would try to tackle Sarah to the cement. "Don't. Touch. My. Friends!" She would shout while running at her.

"Oh, is that how it is?" Sarah asked coyly, an amused smirk playing on her lips. "What was the topic then, I wonder?" When Masane came at her Masane would keep hopping sidewades backward. "Try. And. Stop. Me!"

In the middle of her mocking sentence, Masane tried to go for a spinning backfist to cut Sarah's sentence short.

As the backfist came at her Sarah uaed one of her arms to catch it, keeping hold of Masane's arm afterwards. "Oh Masane," Sarah sighed. "Must you alway use violence to solve your problems? It's gonna get you, and your friends, into trouble one of these days." Suddenly Sarah would pull Masane in by her caught arm, with her other arm swinging out for an upclose clothesline.