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When Alcohol Isn't Enough(Open)

Cadan would begin to walk out of the bar, hoping that the others would follow, he held his ribs as he slowly ascended the stars. He stopped at the bar, and stared the tender town. "Whisky. Now." He commanded as he held his ribs. He ignore the stares of the patrons at the bar.
 
Kieb watches the others file out of the bar, and relaxes after he's sure they're not about to start any more fights. He sqeezes past the crowd and ascends the stairs himself, joining the odd parade of ruffians leaving the bar's basement. He quickly ducks out of the bar, checking over his shoulder.

He picks up his pace into a jog, and joins back up with [member="Zik'l"] as they turn away from the bar, to head back to their ship.
 
Reth shakes his head once and decides to scurry along as well. He steps up the steps, growling quietly at the patrons who immediately go back to their own business instead of watching the people who come up.
He steps outside and begins to walk back towards the ship, done with whatever he came here to do anyways.
 
Varus began to pace back and forth outside the bar waiting on the fools who'd attacked him to step out into the streets. He heard every word that slender alien had said, but he wasn't going anywhere. He'd been pushed dangerously close to his limit, and he intended to put an end to whatever foolish game these people had been a part of that very night. The others would get their warning, but that would have to wait. The young Knight had already been in a few fights that night, but his adrenaline was still rushing through his system and the force was lighting fire to the blood pumping through his veins.

Back and forth he paced as the three who'd helped avoid letting the basement become a mosh pit left, and there he remained until he got his answers or the latter. Unfortunately the latter consisted of getting a little dirty, a bit of blood here and there and a glass of whiskey to wash down the regret later on.

[member="Thraxis"] - [member="Cadan Tazi"] - [member="Zarkath"] - [member="Zik'l"] - [member="Kiebibleebeukim Mak"] - [member="Reth Val Serpine"] - [member="Paislee Armandé"]
 
As the bartend brought out his drink Cadan at and drank, the immense pain was unbareable, but he knew that once he got enough alcohol in him he would be alright. He sat at the bar waiting for the rest of The Jackals to exit.

[member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Thraxis"] [member="Paislee Armandé"]
 
Thraxis would look to [member="Cadan Tazi"], raising his drink he would say, "One victory down! A lifetime more to go." he would say with a sly grin and his eyes filled with malice.
 
"Call that a victory do you?" He winced as he spoke, his ribs causing him havoc. He'd slowly begin getting back into his attire and rearming himself with his weapons. "Is the Cap'n coming?" Looking back down towards the stairs, hoping to see the, cigar smoking Captain rise from the stairs.

[member="Thraxis"]
 
Thraxis would look to him with concern, "Took a beating did ya? Well, shouldn't be going around starting fights with anyone who wants one. They always have something up their sleeve." he would say, peering into his battle, "Damn, out of swig." putting his empty flask back into his trench coats uppermost pocket, looking around the place for anything of interest, though nothing would really rouse his. "Well? Feel like you could go for another fight." looking at him with a half-curious smile, though his eyes would show nothing more than a sickened joy from seeing [member="Cadan Tazi"]s opponent fleeing from a fight.
 
"Kark you. The Cap'n better get up here before he takes a beating from me!" Cadan would look down at his mug and drain the last of the liquid. Although he would never attack the Captain, the amount of pain he was in he was just about ready to, if he didn't hurry up.

[member="Thraxis"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"]
 
"Pfft, like you could handle the captain in the state your in, look at you, your beated, bloodied and bruised, might as well be berated as well in the state your in." he would say, that still half-curious smile still there, though his eyes became playful. "I'm getting bored being in here though, the captain better get here soon." he would say, his hands starting to twitch out of boredom and his eyes started to dart about the room to see if their was anything interesting.
[member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"]
 

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