[center][h1]Don't mess with Bobby[/h1][/center] [center][sub]A few hours later...[/sub][/center] Bobby was sitting at the bar, drinking a beer. When a young man came into the bar. He was tired and out of breath. He walked up to the bar. "Are you Bobby, Sir?" The boy asked. [color=f26522]"Aye... I am."[/color] Bobby said as he looked at the boy. watching him as he pulled a paper from his belt. Handing it to Bobby. "Silent falls is requesting your help." He said as he took a few breaths. [color=f26522]"Sit down kid." [/color]He said as he took the paper, He then mentioned to his barkeep to get the kid some food and drink as he opened the paper and read it slowly. Folding it over he looked around the room to see which hunters were available...to send on this hunt. Emilino awoke drowsily... if he had felt like a tree had hit him after last night it now felt like someone had dropped a house on his head. As he rubbed his bandaged cranium he tried to remember what had happened. Something about Elizabeth and last night... and then... [i]Flint.[/i] Emiliano gritted his teethe as he stood up and picked up his hat, he was going to get an answer for why punching him in the face had seemed like such a novel idea. He burst ot of the backroom, looking pissed. He saw Bobby and the young man, his eyes full of anger,[color=662d91] "Where the fuck is Flint?!"[/color] Bobby looked over to Emiliano as he bursted from the back room, [color=f26522]"Now calm down there Emiliano. Flint's not here." [/color]He knew this was going to happen... well with Flint almost killing him and all. He still didn't know why he punched Emiliano. [color=f26522]"He never returned when he left the building a few hours before."[/color] Emiliano was understandably livid,[color=662d91] "Calm down?! Calm down?! I could have [i]died[/i] from that! I don't even know [i]why[/i] he attacked me! And I'm just supposed to what? 'Let it slide'? I am not just gonna fucking lie down and let him walk over me like that! Now, where is he Bobby? If he hasn't come back, where does he usually hang out?"[/color] Yuri snorted as he woke up from his extended nap, as he lifted his head up from the bar and turned his head twoards the yelling that had disturbed his sleep. Yawning he smoothed part of his hair [color=f7941d]"Off to pick a fight with the man who decked you in a single punch? Sure thats a wise move at this point in time?"[/color] he asked, his voice still slightly groggy as he blinked to clear his vision. Emiliah sat at the bar, eyeing Yuri with a look of envy in her eyes. When ever she tried to sleep at the bar, it was anything but restful. She took a sip of the coffe that Sophie had brought her. Sleep in a cup was the best that she was going to get if she was going to go out hunting tonight. Her eyes flashed over Emiiano who seemed ready to take Flint head on. [color=bc8dbf]"Emiliano, just sit down, live to fight another day,"[/color] said Emiliah, before turing to Yuri. [color=bc8dbf]"Good sleep?" [/color] Bobby looked at Emiliano and then said,[color=f26522]"Well ye aint dead. He doesn't do it with out reason. And If I knew where he hung out I wouldn't tell ye. Yer too hot headed at the moment." [/color]Also the fact that he really only hung out at his place, and even then it wasn't really hanging out as he was always on the road. Same with Fenros. He glanced at Yuri and Emiliah, and then added, "Also I agree with Yuri, probably not the best choice to pick a fight with him...after he dispatched you so easily....even if you were drunk."[/color] Emiliano glared about the room as they told him to calm down and tell him picking a fight with Flint was a guranteed bad idea, he seethed with every word, [color=662d91]"I was unprepared and completely hung over! Pair that with an unlucky fall for me and boom, there's your one shot punch. And what the fuck am I supposed to do?! Just sit down and shut up?! That fucker nearly killed me for no reason! Or at least one [i]I[/i] don't even know of! I mean... what have I ever done to him?!"[/color] Mat looked over at the hunter who seemed particularly angry and frowned, listening to what he was saying. At the last sentence Mat just started laughing at him. [color=ed1c24]"Oi,"[/color] he called out to the man. [color=ed1c24]"You're a hunter, right? Why the hell do you think we're going to have an ounce of pity for you? I was probably going to die two days back and if Emiliah hadn't found me I would be. I doubt anyone would've bat an eye over some hunter's death. Next time, don't give an excuse to be unprepared."[/color] Bobby looked at Mat as he added his two cents. While harsh, he made a fair point. He then was going to tell Emiliano to take it out on a hunt that he was about to give them, but before he could even say anything Emiliano struck out at Mat. Emiliano turned to the new hunter, and decided he had had just about enough. In one fluid motion Emiliano was next to Mat, had his bayonet out and had brought it down towards Mats hand, trying to impale it through the table. His knife darted in his other hand to press against his neck in case he tried to retaliate. Mat almost ate his own words in being prepared, but fortunately he had his spear right next to him. His right darted to his spear while his left was stabbed by the bayonet. Having to forget about the pain, Mat held his spear near the other hunter's neck while he felt the dagger next to his own. [color=ed1c24]"I also think you've got some anger issues, [i]friend[/i]."[/color] Emiliano scowled at Mat, seemingly unaware of the spear tip at his throat, [color=662d91]"Listen you fucking prat, I'm not looking for pity I'm looking for Flint so I can kick his arse. That, and find out why he saw fit to deck me. As for my anger? Well, still a bit hung over and cross from the morning."[/color], with that he yanked the bayonet out of Mat's hand and backed off, cleaning it with a cloth after sheathing his dagger. Mat gave a slow nod to Emiliano as he clutched his injured left hand with his right. [color=ed1c24]"Right, sure,"[/color] he muttered. [color=ed1c24] "Maybe just use that one phrase 'Words are wind' or whatever next time?"[/color] And Em and Liz looked on, overly judgemental as they observed the strange mating habits of their male counter parts. Bobby was shocked when Emiliano attacked Mat, he thought better of the Lad. Growling he walked around the counter, ignoring the pain in his leg as he walked up behind the damn fool and grabbed him by the scruff of his shirt from behind and yanked him off his feet. Dragging him as he moved towards the door, [color=f26522]"WOT DO YUU THINK YER DOING YOU DAMN FOOL!"[/color] He roared as he kicked the door open and with a grunt tossed the man out of his bar. [color=f26522]"YE BE LUCKY YER ALIVE! YET YER PISSIN AND MOANING ABOUT TRYING TO FIND FLINT AND WHEN YUU DON'T LIKE WOT YE HEAR FROM A STRANGER YUU STAB HIM?? I THOUGHT BETTER OF A PARISI! YUU SHAME YER FAMILY YUU DAMN IDIOT. IF I SEE YUU IN MY BAR AGAIN, FLINT IS NOT THE ONLY ONE YE BE WORRYING ABOUT." [/color] He snorted and slapped his hands together as if dusting them off and walking back in, slamming the door.