"Um.. sure. Yeah." [i]Isabella would have to entertain herself, in that time.[/i] [i]She first began with cleaving things apart with the axe at her hip. The weapon was previously undrawn, yet she unbuckled the tool, letting it be free of the leather bounds. The weapon's shaft was about fourteen inches in length, while the blade was about eight inches thick and an inch wide, the steel edge slanted for more cutting potential. She cut apart most things, nothing living of course - newspapers, boxes, signs, a few fences, a bench.. before stopping as the few people in the area called her a[/i] "fuсking Dojo diсkwаd" [i], of which succeeded in pissing her off even more.[/i] [i]Slumping down on the torn bench, she was pleasantly surprised that no authorities had came. Though she didn't try that again, else she'd have cops on her tail - while she only then considered Star's reaction. She shuddered a little - Starlight wouldn't like the unnecessary chaos. So she had to do something else.[/i] [i]When Star returned, she found Isabella.. repairing a massive mess. Or trying, anyway. As the fence fell down again, Isabella grunted to herself, stomping her foot quickly on the ground as she looked up into the air in her fury. If Star listened, she could promptly head the woman count to herself, through sharp breaths.[/i] "-One, two, three, four.."