Controlling Emotions(Open)

[bruno]

"Fair enough. Got any good war stories from the front lines?"

[Isii Derrum]

"Aerith...so that's your name..."

*Conrad drank heavily and then burped loudly*

"Aerith here is a new one, I however am not...it's been a while since the last war..."

[.:.::Bornor Re'Aden::.:.]

"Yes, I am Aerith. And no, I have no notable stories, at least none I wish to share."

[Isii Derrum]

"You had some good moves...but your are somewhat too dependent on that technology. You got to have that lust for fists and feet buddy..."

*Conrad drank some more...*

"I lost by default that last time...but wanna see who the real winner is?"

[.:.::Bornor Re'Aden::.:.]

"Hm...fists and feet. Let us start a bar fight and see who has fists and feet, eh?"

[Isii Derrum]

"I like your style kid...let's go!"

*Conrad threw his remaining drink at Aerith, while lighting a match and throwing it into the bottle. It would explode, causing mass confusion and panic...while Conrad would have the upper hand*

[.:.::Bornor Re'Aden::.:.]

OOC: It's Aerith, Jorax.

ICC: "I didn't mean against each other..."

Aerith swatted aside the bottle, making it fly into the bar and explode, shattering many glasses, initiating many punches from others at others. He immediatley turned around and decked a guy in the face. He spun back around to give an elbow in a face, listening to the pleasing sound of a nose splattering under his crush.

[Isii Derrum]

"No matter what buddy, it's going to end up, you versus me."

*Conrad punched one guy in the gut, while turning quickly to kick another in the groin*

"I got 2...let's see who can beat up the most guys..."

*Conrad just kept moving, punching, and kicking while the people in the bar either hid themselves or fell over because of Conrad's hit*

[.:.::Bornor Re'Aden::.:.]

Aerith nodded, already in the motion for a headbutt. He slammed his forehead into the face of another man, cracking his cheekbone and sending him flying back into another. He then elbowed backwards, knocking the wind out of another person. He started throwing punches left and right at any who came his way, which was becoming fewer and fewer by the second.

[Jon Nexus/Erik Zelona]

*Jon walked into the bar, and was while a little disturbed, somewhat happy to see a fight going on. He still had his weapons, just in case the fighters came after him*

[.:.::Bornor Re'Aden::.:.]

Aerith saw a man entering, not caring much of who he was. He charged straight in, throwing a punch that would knock anyone out cold, straight for the man's jaw.

[Jon Nexus/Erik Zelona]

*Jon ducked under the punch, and came up with a punch of his own, heading straight for his opponents stomach.*

[.:.::Bornor Re'Aden::.:.]

Aerith quick-stepped back. This man was a different story. He wasn't like all the weaker men here. He dashed forward again, throwing a flurry of blows straight for the man's head and chest.

[Jon Nexus/Erik Zelona]

*This time, it was Jon that took a few steps back. Obviously,. it was clear, this guy was expecting someone weaker than he was, but Jon wasn't that type of guy. But Jon was a bounty hunter, trained by the best. Some Mandalorian wasn't going to stop him. Jon rushed forward, winding up for a huge punch, aiming for the Mandalorians head.*

[Isii Derrum]

"Come on Aerith? Beat that man! He's like any other man in this bar, just a teeny bit more experienced. Don't make me beat him up for ya..."

*Then, 20 men jumped and dog-piled onto him, but with the help of his stimulants and suit, they went flying, some in the direction of Aerith and the other guy, and the rest into the bar, tables, and chairs*

"Who want's a piece of me?"