by Choark » Mon May 27, 2002 2:56 am
Justine bowed to Yarrie and tipped his hat to her as well.
"My dear lady, if it is beer and ribs you want, then beer and ribs is what you shall have!" Justine turned dramically towards the bar and did his best to "Sweep" away.
Upon getting to the bar he looked over the small menu that was hanging on one nail above the counter. It had a small selection of food, which included the classic Steak, Rib Eye, and Peas and the not-so-classic Fish guts with boiled neut served in ocopus fat and mashed potatoes .
Justine smiled, back street bars never stopped amazing him on the sheer bad food they would serve, food that in all right should kill man and beast, and still have regular customers.
Compaired to the food Justine was once used to, this was what was known as "Backwater Trash" food but Justine loved it.
Making a note to come back here and try some of these dishes he tapped the bar man on the back to get his attention.
"Here, partner, you got a special discount Rib and Beer combo?"
The barman turned around. The "man" was a patchwork of tatooes and scars, with one large scar one running from his forhead, across one eye, over the middle of his lip and ending at his neck.
He looked over Justine and done a quick barman calculation. Firstly in front of him was an oddly dressed man and he didn't like oddly dressed men. Secondly the mans frame was far to weak to be a fighter of some sort, as far as he concerned if his arms weren't as thick as his legs then he was a momma's boy. Thirdly he weren't not mage so there was no harm in angering him, as everyone knows not to "piss off" a mage. Fourthly, he weren't a sailor.
Justine had managed to fail the barmans small be-kinda-friendly-to test and got a disgusted grunt from the barman.
"You listen here pretty boy, your type don't last long here, espically when they goes asking for special discounts! The only discounts a man like yous gets here is. . ." And here the barman sneered, showing his yellow and green teeth.
"Come on partner, give a guy a break, its for a pretty woman" Justine leaned on the bar looking at the barman and smiled to him. It was a strange smile, again not showing exactly what Justine was feeling and had a strange menence to it. He flicked a small gold coin from his pocket and started to make it spin from finger to finger. "A shiny new coin is in it for ya"
The barmans eye twitched. He was smart enough to know an insult when he heard one. The barman made a grab for justines Collar on his shirt to pull him in and give Justine the face-to-face treatment, something that had broken even the toughest of fighters with his breath. However when he went to grab it, he found Justine suddenly leaning back holding his hat and smiling at him.
Not giving up, he made another grab at him, to much the same results.
"Ya a quick little bastard ain't ya!"
"What ever could ya mean old man?"
Now this display had caught the attention of two men who's one goal in the bar was to get drunk or beat the snot outta any person they felt like, or both. The barman approved of this sort of man.
The two walked over and pushed Justine so he was trapped a the bar with them surrounding him.
"This Boy! Causing you trouble?"
"Trouble like this gets you into trouble boy!"
"We gets involved in trouble like this!"
"We gets trouble onto your face!"
Justine waited until the two had finsihed there clever diologe and smiled pleasantly at them.
"You two boys trying to ask for a date?"
That was the start of the rather quick fight.
One of the men swung at Justine, full of his drunken rage. Justine swept underneath the arch of the blow and spun behind the stupid sailor. A split second later he held one of his guns at the back of the mans head, while facing the other man, and fired.
From the gun a small tube hit the back of the mans head and broke apart on impact. A crackle of magic later and a small Hurrican pushed the man off his feet and across the room into the wall head first.
The other man had already made his move before he relised what had happened to his "Friend" and tried to cobbler Justine with the bottle in his hand.
Not one for dragging his fights out when no lady was watching, Justine suddenly kicked at the man, smashing the bottle in the arch and hitting the surprised man in the neck.
Staggering back the man looked shocked and stood gawping at justine.
"This is where you fall down, partner."
Taking his cue, the man collapsed.
Justine turned back to the barman.
"So, discount then?"
( OOC : Yeah, this was my have fun hitting people post. Sorry for it being so long. I just finsihed watching a Western and couldn't resist posting in something like this ^^;; Spelling msitakes and grammer mistakes are probably abound and lose within.