[center][color=wheat][h1][b]Jejomar Salinas[/b][/h1][/color][/center]
[center][img]http://imgur.com/xrp9GFB[/img][/center]
[center][b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] Tas [@Lady Amalthea][/center]

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As soon as the police came into the bar, Karaoke Jay slowly hid his hands under the table, though not before taking a few gulps of more vodka, the liquid fire oozing down his throat. With a bloody man on the floor and his bleeding knuckles, there was a chance that he was going to be arrested. And that's not what his boss wanted. He slowly turned his head the other way just in case one of the police recognised him. Tas, one of the girls that Jejomar wasn't as familiar with, approached him with bandages after talking with some of the police and first responders on the scene. 

"[color=a187be]Okay Million Dollar Jay, time to fix you up,[/color]" she said as she held up some bandages. "[color=a187be]Just don't take a swing at me like the idiot on the floor did and I promise to make this as painless as possible,[/color]" Karaoke Jay nodded before slowly bringing his hands out for her to fix. As she started to do whatever the hell medics do to bleeding knuckles, he fidgeted as he realised how deep he was in the shit. "[color=wheat]I'm probably going to get arrested, aren't I? Fuck, I need to call Jay out. [/color]" He muttered the last but to himself before shaking his head. It might've been the first time that he ever willingly let Jay take over while he was in their body.

Jejomar groaned, a massive headache exploding in his mind. If you looked close enough, you would see a major difference in mannerisms. While KJ moved faster and more confidently, Jay moved much more slower and carefully. If you weren't, you wouldn't have noticed anything. He blinked twice, letting his eyes refocus and headache slowly creep away from his head. He looked at the current scene. There were cops all over the place, Ed was being taken away into an ambulance with cuts and bruises all over him and Tas was currently working on his bleeding knuckles.

The Filipino immediately found the connection between the three. His eyes widened but let himself calm down because of the risk of being suspicious. "[color=wheat]Wha-What happened?[/color]" He whispered towards Tas as she finished up on his knuckles. "[color=wheat]D-Did I do that t-to Eddy?[/color]" He gestured to the man as Edgar was taken away into the ambulance and ferried towards the nearest hospital.