Event Post

[ogrewarrior]

*If you're in Domino, there's a slightly familiar scene. A shirtless, scarred up man is leaning against a wall, nursing a bottle of rum. Not ten feet from him is a knocked out man in a pin striped business suit. Kaz is standing and future Geo's been knocked out.*

"Fuckin' punks."

Comments

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

*Makes a tching sound and takes a few of the blows head on. The guy feels like you're pounding on some sort of metal. He aims a left hook at the jaw, and if you look real close, his eyes seem to be getting redder.*

[spellitwithanh.livejournal.com]

*POUNDING ON METAL CAVES IT IN!

He's hit in the jaw and knocked back again, but determined to keep up the offense. The guy might not feel like he's made of metal like you are, but his sheer force of will is impressive as hell.*

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"Sure you ain't got a bit of my blood floating in you?!"

*he seems impressed, and as he kicks upwards with his left foot, the shoe goes flying off, and into the air*

[spellitwithanh.livejournal.com]

I'M PLENTY SURE!

*STILL RUSHING KEKEKEKEKE*

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"Keh." *The right shoe comes off, and he's starting to block now, slowing being pushed back against the wall.*

[spellitwithanh.livejournal.com]

*Suddenly he starts laughing as you start blocking. Almost as if he's liking the challenge.*

You gonna give me a good fight then, gramps!?

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"...Gramps?" *he brings a heel up into your chin and then suddenly whirls the other heel into the jaw. That hurts more than when he was kicking you with the boots, damn.*

[spellitwithanh.livejournal.com]

Gramps! You're an old man in our time!

*Flies back and hits the ground, but gets up, brushing himself off and rolling his armored shoulders.*

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"Fifty ain't old, punk."

*he wriggles his toes and pops his knuckles. He seems to be more focused now, rather than about to fly into a rage.*

[spellitwithanh.livejournal.com]

It is to us, gramps.

*pops his neck, shakes his hands out.*

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"It's only twenty years older."

*...he throws a full bottle of rum at your head.*

[spellitwithanh.livejournal.com]

*He snaps it out of the air and opens it, taking a swig.*

Aaaah. Thanks. I needed a drink.

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

*Kaz starts laughing and it starts to bounce off the buildings.*

"And here I was, about to start wasting perfectly good booze. I must really be losing it."

[spellitwithanh.livejournal.com]

*Onni laughs.*

Hahah. No worries. I forgive ya for that.

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"Tell ya what. That was the last bit of my booze and if I'm gonna keep fighting ya, I'm gonna need a bit more. Wanna hit up a bar?"

[spellitwithanh.livejournal.com]

Depends. We gonna wake up sleepyhead there for it? He'll be right pissed if he missed out on a bar run cause you roughed him up.

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"Pick him up. The smell of booze should get him going again."

[spellitwithanh.livejournal.com]

Works for me.

*Powers down and slings Geo over his shoulder.*

Ready?