Jet
Uncultured
Burokkori Jasper
With Rojos on the wind, Jasper'd sat alone for a time watching the flock. They were hyperactive, completely uncool. However they weren't self conscious about it in an odd twist, so also cool in a way.
"Hmmm, a dilemma" thinks Burokkori with a smoke stream leaving his lips thoughtfully, pondering deep meanings. For the cool was effortless, it meant not caring what others thought, but it also meant being chill. If someone was acting un-chill while not caring, did that make them neutral cool? Room temperature? Or was that some kind of catch-22 that hadn't been accounted for, who could tell?
Didn't matter, Jasper didnt care, he just wanted to lay back and relax, pulling softly on his smoke with the bar scene as ambient noise. He'd stay focused on the crowd though, he had to for Jack's sake, as older brothers do.
Going on for a time the flow of the party was enough to make even Burokkori smile, but good things crash down with a gunman firing. No surprise in the rowdy town, "how predictable" thought the boxer as others swept, disarming the "Gun welding femme Fatale marine officer?" .
What an odd, surprising scene, she looked to be a marine that'd snuck into the restaurant, and now she was surrounded by pirates. Some looked for a fight, others for less honorable things, fewer still for peace and quiet. It was about time things got interesting, but the last thing the escapees needed was more heat. Someone would have to play the break-up angle and who better than he, the master of calm and collected.
He'd do it in style, he'd do it cool, walking across the room like a sauntering king in court. He could feel the eyes on him (there are none) he could read the room, he would definitely leave an impression. Maybe then Jack would be able to find a crew! It'd been tough to find pirates that would take the upstarts serious, but maybe this was an opportunity in disguise. It would work out so well, so seamless! It had to, it was fate!
All of a sudden things were flying everywhere! Chairs, bottles, people, ROJOS JACK who flew through the air, mounting the shoulders of a nine foot tall man, laughing as the giant jutts like a horse bucking a rider.
"JASPERRRRR!"
"WHAT!"
"BEHIND YOUUUUU" Rojos yells from up high, cheering with his mug as a man swings at Jasper, catching air as the boxer ducks down, driving an elbow back that crumples the attacker with ease.
"NICE SHOT!" Yells Jack from above Borukkori as he flies across the room again, this time tossed by the tall man into a mob of fighting men like a bowling ball through pins, somehow managing to keep his drink from spilling through the stylish fall.
"YOU IDIOT!" Jasper yells to Jack as another random meets his fist, followed by two more grabbed at the neck and banged together at the head by the expert barfighter, mimicked by Rojos who handles the group he'd been tossed to with a move known as the "Ultimate constrictor". Aka the compression of clothing to a ridiculous degree, turning XLs to a XSs with hilarious and rather unexpected effectiveness.
So it continued for a while with the two friends wearing down the rabble in their own unique ways until, exasperated and annoyed, Jasper emerges from the moshpit and into the eye of the hurricane. The origin of the fight where stood the marine girl, tall bounty hunter, green haired woman and small acrobat who'd formed up about the bar. It was a small pocket of peace, made safe of charging, fight-lusting idiots by the tall swordsman who'd tossed some of the swarm asunder.
"Bartender!" Jasper demands, half yelling as he leans to the bar beside the group who were in the midst of talking already.
"Yes?" the employee responds, completely calm in the (familiar) scene, polishing a glass as if nothing were amiss.
"Something strong" answers the dark-skinned pirate, receiving a bottom shelf whiskey within seconds of the order, and turning to the group he let's off a sigh.
"I expected better" he begins as Rojos tosses several men out the front door with a beastial roar.
"Out of the men" he continues as Jack declares his pirate kingship, hitting one man into another with a chair.
"The last thing we need" he adds as Rojos dropkicks an attacker, finishing off his beer with an "ORAAAA"
"Is more attention" Jasper concludes as his partner in crime careens through and over the crowd to his side, placing an order for another beer with a rosy cheeked, 15 IQ grin.
"This fighting has me thirsty!" the redhead declares as several bottles fly past the group, smashing against the back wall behind the zenlike bartender with a crash.
Xcelgamer
PlusUltra
Mitch Conner
EldridSmith
"Hmmm, a dilemma" thinks Burokkori with a smoke stream leaving his lips thoughtfully, pondering deep meanings. For the cool was effortless, it meant not caring what others thought, but it also meant being chill. If someone was acting un-chill while not caring, did that make them neutral cool? Room temperature? Or was that some kind of catch-22 that hadn't been accounted for, who could tell?
Didn't matter, Jasper didnt care, he just wanted to lay back and relax, pulling softly on his smoke with the bar scene as ambient noise. He'd stay focused on the crowd though, he had to for Jack's sake, as older brothers do.
Going on for a time the flow of the party was enough to make even Burokkori smile, but good things crash down with a gunman firing. No surprise in the rowdy town, "how predictable" thought the boxer as others swept, disarming the "Gun welding femme Fatale marine officer?" .
What an odd, surprising scene, she looked to be a marine that'd snuck into the restaurant, and now she was surrounded by pirates. Some looked for a fight, others for less honorable things, fewer still for peace and quiet. It was about time things got interesting, but the last thing the escapees needed was more heat. Someone would have to play the break-up angle and who better than he, the master of calm and collected.
He'd do it in style, he'd do it cool, walking across the room like a sauntering king in court. He could feel the eyes on him (there are none) he could read the room, he would definitely leave an impression. Maybe then Jack would be able to find a crew! It'd been tough to find pirates that would take the upstarts serious, but maybe this was an opportunity in disguise. It would work out so well, so seamless! It had to, it was fate!
All of a sudden things were flying everywhere! Chairs, bottles, people, ROJOS JACK who flew through the air, mounting the shoulders of a nine foot tall man, laughing as the giant jutts like a horse bucking a rider.
"JASPERRRRR!"
"WHAT!"
"BEHIND YOUUUUU" Rojos yells from up high, cheering with his mug as a man swings at Jasper, catching air as the boxer ducks down, driving an elbow back that crumples the attacker with ease.
"NICE SHOT!" Yells Jack from above Borukkori as he flies across the room again, this time tossed by the tall man into a mob of fighting men like a bowling ball through pins, somehow managing to keep his drink from spilling through the stylish fall.
"YOU IDIOT!" Jasper yells to Jack as another random meets his fist, followed by two more grabbed at the neck and banged together at the head by the expert barfighter, mimicked by Rojos who handles the group he'd been tossed to with a move known as the "Ultimate constrictor". Aka the compression of clothing to a ridiculous degree, turning XLs to a XSs with hilarious and rather unexpected effectiveness.
So it continued for a while with the two friends wearing down the rabble in their own unique ways until, exasperated and annoyed, Jasper emerges from the moshpit and into the eye of the hurricane. The origin of the fight where stood the marine girl, tall bounty hunter, green haired woman and small acrobat who'd formed up about the bar. It was a small pocket of peace, made safe of charging, fight-lusting idiots by the tall swordsman who'd tossed some of the swarm asunder.
"Bartender!" Jasper demands, half yelling as he leans to the bar beside the group who were in the midst of talking already.
"Yes?" the employee responds, completely calm in the (familiar) scene, polishing a glass as if nothing were amiss.
"Something strong" answers the dark-skinned pirate, receiving a bottom shelf whiskey within seconds of the order, and turning to the group he let's off a sigh.
"I expected better" he begins as Rojos tosses several men out the front door with a beastial roar.
"Out of the men" he continues as Jack declares his pirate kingship, hitting one man into another with a chair.
"The last thing we need" he adds as Rojos dropkicks an attacker, finishing off his beer with an "ORAAAA"
"Is more attention" Jasper concludes as his partner in crime careens through and over the crowd to his side, placing an order for another beer with a rosy cheeked, 15 IQ grin.
"This fighting has me thirsty!" the redhead declares as several bottles fly past the group, smashing against the back wall behind the zenlike bartender with a crash.
Xcelgamer
PlusUltra
Mitch Conner
EldridSmith
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