| Subject: BRAWL!!!! |
Author:
Drake McClellan
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Date Posted: 17:54:12 04/09/02 Tue
In reply to:
Shayla West
's message, "Opps" on 16:56:23 04/09/02 Tue
Drake finished the rest of his drink in one big gulp, quite a large amount, grimacing a bit after drinking it. Hitting the glass down on the bar and almost instantly having it filled again, doing the same with this drink as well, taking it all down in one gulp.
"Woah..slow down there buddy." "Can't I got a wrecked ankle, even though it's wrapped I need to take the edge off the pain" Drake quickly replied to the bartender, slapping down twenty-three woolongs turning then to see a pretty tall , almost hitman sort of guy reaching down Shayla's breats, then he heard shayla calling him a pervert starting to throw punches, guards come rumbling in next demanding who started it then a knife Shayla had obviously strapped to her chest, feel to the floor. All of a sudden an argument exploded between two patrons on who had a weapon then all hell broke lose, everyone reaching over to the next person to subdue anyone that looked suspicious and checking for weapons, taking the guards' jobs in their own hands.
"Check the girl!" Someone called, four other gruff looking guys with tattoos and one with an eyepath joined the first one who discovered the knife. They all went to reach then shayla was down to the floor picking up the knife and slashing a guy across the arm then kneeing another in the groin that had circled to the left of her.
Even though she had a knife Drake wasn't sure if she could hold him off, checking to see Wuth to the side punching a rather fat looking man with a red bandana in the throat, then grabbing his arm and pulling it around in an armlock pinning him to the ground. Drake sprang from his chair and just jumped on the back of the 7'1" leader of the group of guys that were ganging up on Shayla, wrapping his arms around his neck in a sleeper hold only to have the guy reach back, grab him, and hurl him across the room. Drake smashed into a couple of chairs, then quickly got up, running and spearing the 7'1" guy into the bar table, putting two hard punches into the guy's jaw before another one of his buddies, the one with the eyepatch, came from behind and put him in a bearhug. Drake clenched his teeth and snapped his head back butting the guy in the eyepathch right in the nose with the back of his head, bloodying and breaking it. He turned around and side kicked the guy with the eyepath to the side of the head then followed up with a solid uppercut to the jar then a quick sweep kick to the knees knocking him off his feet.
During this time Shayla ghad now kneed one of the men several times in the groin leaving him on the floor to whimper in agaony, and another man had various knife cuts and bruises across his arms and face. The leader slowly pulled out a pair of brass knuckles sneaking up behind shayla ionly to have Drake and Wuth on him instantly, Wuth doing a backward flipkick to the man's face and while he flew in mid air Drake got in an a double overhand to the man's face, knocking him to the ground. The man with the cuts on his face got a snapkick to the gut then a jumping hook kick to his neck sending him to the floor unconscious, the last man getting an open fisted punch to his collar bone by shayla, getting it fractured, fell back against a table in pain. Before Wuth and shayla went gung-ho Drake grabbed them both boy the back of the collars of their shirts and dragged them out backwards, grabbing a torch for work on any spaceships and burning open the locks to the safes that kept all their weapons, taking his and putting them all where they had once been while shayla and Wuth did likewise.
"Well at least I found out a good piece of information!" the bruised and battered and also slightly bleeding Drake said as optimistically as he could..
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