[b][Sessamaru][/b]
Katelia's outburst made Sessamaru take a step back, his expression quizzical. [i]Whoa! She's a powder keg![/i] he thought, worried. However, he held his ground as he approached her once more. When she lashed out at him, an expression of pain flashed across his face. [i]It has nothing to do with you,[/i] he reassured himself, knowing she wasn't angry at him. He turned to face the man. Sess was no stranger to judgement, and Rouen's eyes screamed [i]superiority[/i]. Katelia's reentrance to the tavern was not a beautiful one, and Sess felt the tension between her and the man. The swordmage felt a much larger surge of power, his eyes widening in alarm. Thinking frantically, he took hurried steps back inside the tavern and...

"Ack!"

He tripped. He fell forward into a wild roll and faceplanted into the bar. The swordmage felt great pain in his nose and chin, his forehead very sore. He felt something wet on his head, but he was unsure of what it was.

[b][Rupert][/b]
Rupert, minding his own wizardly business drinking his magical drink, leaped from his seat with a start, dropping his bottle. The liquid inside poured over a familiar figure's head. He turned, when his near-fatal heart attack ended, and glared at the person.

"Dagnabbit, you pup!" He howled, glaring at Sess who was drenched in [i]Regulus Blue[/i], a liquid that was clear with a bluish glow. "First you unleash a wave of magic due to your own stupidity, and now you're wasting my perfectly good mead? I'll have your ears for this!" The old grump went on, sending his ancient foot into Sess's stomach. Upon impact, both Sess and Rupert howled out in pain, the old man hopping around, crying, "my foot! My beautifully aged foot!" Whilst Sess simply lay where he was, dazed after the initial howl.