Outside the Bar: Part 2

[Velocity]

jack. happening on the battle between tyr, and ris said"kitty, why do you think their fighting?"

"how should i know?"

"you think we should stop them?"

"no, let's just watch"

[Guest Para Astaroth]

Lazarus remained leaning against the exit door while watching the two vulpines connect blows.  Hmm...  This Ris character seems a bit predictable with his moves, but Tyr...  He's a natural!  Don't disappoint me...  He thought while Tyr connected blow after blow onto Ris.

[Star_Dragon]

"The Dragon Sent me."Kursed told the bartender.

"Ah, I see." the bartender replied. "Wait here." he then left, grabbed a white box, and came back. "You must be heading into some serious trouble for the Dragon to give you this." He handed Kursed the box. Inside was a dual-holstered belt, with two heavily-modified Mandalorian Disintegrators and two Plasma Katanas. Under all that was a holo-message.

    "Well, Kursed, I'm surprised you came here. I don't have much time, so I'll have to cut this short; Mr. Hundley was connnected to the Kemorainian Imperial Remnant, the fool. When you turned him in, you attracted the attention of the Imperial Remnant's Phayder Corp. Keep these on you. You'll need them. Safe Journeys, Cerinian." After that, the message cut off.

[Guest Para Astaroth]

"Thank you."LUpe said waiting for he others to begin eating.

Scarr looked to the others and nodded, "Let us bow our heads."  Sereana, Shirrage, and Marcus bowed their heads to the table with their eyes closed.  Scarr bowed his head, "By the gods on high, grant us a holy blessed meal, giving us the strength to carry on through this day and end it with an eternal slumber until the day draws near end.  To the gracious gods, help us travel through our new ventures and grant us the will to proceed through the years without family interaction.  May we all enjoy our lives while we can a wonderful one.  Hala-sha-har."

"Hala-sha-har."  Shirrage, Sereana, and Marcus all repeated and looked up to the table, picking up their forks, or their meals, and began eating.

[Ris Grestar]

Lazarus remained leaning against the exit door while watching the two vulpines connect blows.  Hmm...  This Ris character seems a bit predictable with his moves, but Tyr...  He's a natural!  Don't disappoint me...  He thought while Tyr connected blow after blow onto Ris.

(Tyr's a wolf, actually...=P)

Ris quietly growled as he pushed himself back up, getting onto his feet and giving his head a quick shake.  "Come on, is that all?" he asked through gritted teeth, turning his head to the side and spitting a bit of blood.

'He has good endurance, I'll give him that.' Tyr remarked silently to himself, giving the tip of his tail a light flick.

"Don't just stand there!" Ris shouted, spreading his feet farther apart and bringing his fists up to chest-height.  "Come get me!"

'He asked.'  Tyr began walking towards the vulpine, his steps gradually growing faster as he approached him.  Once he was close, he hopped forward, and upon landing, his feet spread wide apart, he dipped his chest in a low arc.  The next moment he leapt into the air, lifting his leg high behind him with his other leg soon following after.  Torquing his body, Tyr twisted through the air and his foot came down hard towards the blue fox's neck.  Despite the fact that Ris quickly turned and held his arms up to block, he still was slammed down onto the roof.

As Ris began to push himself up, his arms growing shaky, Tyr calmly stood over him.  "I won't judge you if you forfeit."

Ris' only response was an angry growl.  With renewed strength he swept his legs across the ground, catching the back of the silver wolf's feet and knocking them out from underneath him.  Swiftly bringing his knees up to his chest, Tyr pressed his hands to the ground and caught himself, returning to his feet and performing a quick back-handspring to put some distance between them.  'Don't get cocky, Tyr...' he reminded himself, carefully watching the vulpine in front of him and noticing the smirk he wore.  'That's what'll make him lose.'

[Guest Para Astaroth]

(OOC:  You know what I mean xD)

Lazarus watched the fight intentitively while Tyr and Ris exchanged blow after blow.  As one of the hard blows struck, a small gust of wind blew against his hoodie and caused his hood to slightly slide back, and he pulled it back over his head with one hand.  For a fight, they sure are putting out a good amount of force.  He looked to Tyr, then to Ris.  But the wolf has the advantage with fighting techniques, although the fox has some decent defending skills.

[Ris Grestar]

"Alright, wolf, let's finish this!" Ris shouted, his tail lashing out to the side as he dashed forward.

"So be it."

The two met each other halfway, Ris leaning down as they grew nearer to ram the wolf with his shoulder.  Giving a quick hop and landing sideways, Tyr leapt into the air, flipping just above Ris--their backs practically brushed together.  The Arctic Fox spun around, whipping his arm out as he did in hopes of catching his opponent with the back of his fist.

His left hand shooting up and grabbing Ris' fist, the wolf thrust his other hand forward and grabbed the vulpine's throat, his leg sweeping out under Ris' most stable foot and pushing him backwards.  His eyes widening slightly in surprise, Ris was pushed hard towards the ground.  A gasp escaped him as he made contact with the rooftop, the wind knocked out of him, but Tyr wasted no time.  Crouching down, Tyr released a swift flurry of punches to the fox's chest.

'Even the strongest defenses break under consistent punishment...' he thought, focusing on the blur of his fists as he pummeled Ris against the ground.

[Guest Para Astaroth]

Lazarus just watched Tyr pummel Ris -- eyes remaining stuck on the combat ensuming.  "Looks like the wolf has this kid on the ropes now..."  He mumbled under his breath and pushed off the door, then walked a little closer to the fight.  "You guys want a time limit to with this fight?"

[Ris Grestar]

At Lazarus' words Tyr stood up, leaving Ris to struggle to begin breathing again below.  "If it's not over now," he began, "it won't take long."

[Guest Para Astaroth]

"Fine by me,"  Lazarus responded, slowly nodding to Tyr.  "Take your time."  He then looked to Ris, whom was still on the ground.  "I'm going to give you ten seconds to get to your feet.  If you don't get up by then," he pulled out the money he, Cole, Tyr, and Ris all betted on, "All this goes to him."  Lazarus then pointed to Tyr while the money was in his hand.  "One....  Two....  Three...."

[Ris Grestar]

'Dang it!'  Ris had just begun to breathe--he didn't want to have to get up that soon.  As the countdown began, the vulpine rolled onto his stomach, forcing himself up onto his knees, and then onto his feet.  Taking a step back to steady himself, Ris turned his head to the side, hunching over slightly as he coughed.  Again, blood came out.

"Just give up." Tyr told the fox, giving just the slightest of nods.  "You won't win."

"I--...I can..."  Ris' eyes were tightly shut, still panting for breath.  "I-I'm on my feet..." he managed to point out.

His ear giving a few, silent twitches, the silver-furred wolf turned to Lazarus for help.

[Guest Para Astaroth]

Lazarus tilted his head away and placed the money back into his hoodie pocket.  Looking to Tyr and nodding, "Carry on."  He then gave a neutral look to both Tyr and Ris, then took a step back -- folding his arms together and watching the fight continue.

As much as I want to, kid, I can't help you...  This isn't my fight...  He thought to himself as his head arced slightly to the two fighting.

[Ris Grestar]

Tyr held back a sigh, returning his eyes to the fox.  'You should've just stayed down.'

"Once you're ready."

"Y-Yeah...Go--...Go for it."

The wolf strode up to Ris and threw his fist towards the fox's muzzle.  It connected, sending his head snapping to one side as he stumbled backwards so he wouldn't fall.  He couldn't quite think straight, only working to stay on his feet.  Tyr's eyes narrowed further, both out of annoyance and a sense of pity.  Delivering another punch, Ris did nothing to block it, stumbling backwards again--he was at the edge of the roof.  The thief leapt forward, pressing his feet against Ris' chest and flipping backwards, striking the underside of Ris' muzzle along the way.

Ris was knocked backwards, closing his eyes as he began to fall.  'Well, turns out...I don't...'  His eyes suddenly opened as his face contorted in painhis ears twitching as blood began rushing to his head.

"Tell me you give up." Tyr called down to the fox, his grip tight on Ris' tail.

"N-No!"  Maybe he had given up as he was falling, but now that he wasn't he reconsidered.

"I could just let go, you know..." he casually stated, releasing a quiet sigh as he looked lazily off into the distance.

Ris' eyes widened in alarm.  "No!  Okay!  You win!  Just pull me up and let go of my tail, dang it!"  From the fight he had just fought, he hated to admit defeat, but he knew he was no match for Tyr.  'I...guess I -can- be  beat...'

[Guest Para Astaroth]

Lazarus' ear flicked and he tilted his head -- arms unfolding.  "I guess he gave up, huh?  Well, I guess the wolf won."  He walked casually towards Tyr and place the money on the balcony, "There, the money is yours.  I'll take it from here."  He looked Tyr as he took his grip off of the fox's tail and grabbed Ris by the back of his shirt, then threw him to the ground behind him. 

He just stared at him with unclenched fists and placing a hand into his pants pocket, but letting the thumb hang out.

[Kursed]

"Ah, I see." the bartender replied. "Wait here." he then left, grabbed a white box, and came back. "You must be heading into some serious trouble for the Dragon to give you this." He handed Kursed the box. Inside was a dual-holstered belt, with two heavily-modified Mandalorian Disintegrators and two Plasma Katanas. Under all that was a holo-message.

    "Well, Kursed, I'm surprised you came here. I don't have much time, so I'll have to cut this short; Mr. Hundley was connnected to the Kemorainian Imperial Remnant, the fool. When you turned him in, you attracted the attention of the Imperial Remnant's Phayder Corp. Keep these on you. You'll need them. Safe Journeys, Cerinian." After that, the message cut off.

"Thank you."Kursed said taking the box she ran out of the bar and  jump into her foghter with the box on her lap before taking off somewhere within the galaxy no record or even trace of the bounty hunter was heard of untill she decided to return.

[Ris Grestar]

Not bothering to sit up, Ris lay with his eyes closed, his chest rising and falling as he finished working to catch his breath.

Tyr took the money and counted out fifty dollars, dropping them beside Lazarus before approaching Cole, dropping another fifty beside him.  Sliding the wallet back into his pocket, the wolf walked to his dark green cloak and picked it up, slinging it over his shoulders before making his way to Ris.  "Don't worry.  I'm sure this won't be the only time we fight."  With that said, he lightly nodded to the lynx before turning back around, opening the door and returning to the bar.

[Guest Para Astaroth]

"I had a feeling you would say that..."  Lazarus said as Tyr left.  He then looked down to Ris and lightly kicked his leg, "AY!  You still alive down there?  Get your sorry ass up...  You aren't dead, so you're still able to walk." 

Seeing Lazarus treating Ris unfairly, Cole walked over to the downed fox and knelt in front of him.  "Hey, you need a hand?"  he asked, offering his hand out to help Ris up -- a friendly yet confident smile across his muzzle.

Lazarus huffed and picked up his fifty dollars that Tyr left by his feet, and proceeded throw the door and back into the bar.

[Ris Grestar]

Seeing Lazarus treating Ris unfairly, he walked over to the downed fox and knelt in front of him.  "Hey, you need a hand?"  he asked, offering his hand out to help Ris up -- a friendly yet confident smile across his muzzle.

(Cole?)

[Guest Para Astaroth]

(Sorry, but yes, that is Cole.  He talks in the italics format.)

[Kursed]

Ruby dropped down from the roof  running to Cole and Ris "RIS ARE YOU NUTS!?"THe black she wolf almost screamed to the Vulpine.

[Ris Grestar]

(Sorry, but yes, that is Cole.  He talks in the italics format.)

(Okay, thanks.  I assumed it was him, but you had only put 'he' so I thought I'd make sure^^)

Ris opened his eyes at Cole's words, offering a weak smile in return as he grabbed his hand and pulled himself up.  "Thanks." he grunted, brushing himself off before reaching back and giving the tails of his headband a light tug.  "And...sorry about how that went."

His ears instantly flattened to his head as Ruby spoke--if you could call it that.  "What?  What'd I do this time?" he groaned in complaint.

[Kursed]

"You know darn well Fighitng like that is illegal your darn lucky I don't turn you in right now."Ruby growled.

[Guest Para Astaroth]

"Jeez, lady, for all of our sakes calm down!!!  Don't go and get a stroke!"  Cole said immediately to Ruby then placed Ris' arm over his shoulder.  "C'mon, bud.  Let's get you cleaned off.  You put up a helluva fight back there...  But, errr...  Got the s*** knocked outta you in the process..."

[Ris Grestar]

"Teh, illegal..." Ris muttered, rolling his eyes before turning his attention to Cole, not minding his gesture.  "Yeah...I'll be honest, I'm...not ready for that guy.  Not yet--Don't think I won't be later on."

[Kursed]

"Oh so you'd rather spend you life in a jail cell behind a forcefield door?"Ruby asked. "And don't tell me to calm down my friend here just about got his block knocked off.