[hr][hr][center][img]http://fontmeme.com/embed.php?text=Cassandra%20Hope&name=learningcurve_tt.ttf&size=75&style_color=88cdcb[/img]
[img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/2bd590f1c8d68e36443ec099878fb865/tumblr_mfgn2mrwa01qh6s1no1_r1_500.gif[/img][hr][hr][b]Location:[/b] Hotel Shikha
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Claire, Alcander, Murphy, Desh
[b]Date:[/b] Early Evening/August 1st, 2016[hr][b]Interaction Tags:[/b] [@Lady Amalthea] [@POOHEAD189][/center][hr]
	Normally when things like this happened, any normal person would try to break the fight up in whatever way they could. Cass on the other hand simply couldn't help herself from actually aww-ing the following scene. To her it wasn't a case of "oh my god they're in a bar brawl" it was more a situation of "awww, he's going to defend his little sister like a loving big brother, that's so sweet!". Now if Cass hadn't known Claire for so damn long, she'd probably still be firmly in the "for fuck sake" category of viewers of this fight but as it stood, that was not the camp the Cass resided in. Smiling at the ensuing commotion, Cass shook her head and laughed, hollering at the group that were tearing into each other and giggling as she saw Claire and Murphy landing some pretty impressive hits and taking some to boot.

	Glancing over to Alcander, Cass wondered how he'd be taking the current events and gave him a smile and a look of "oh well" before turning her attention back to the fight. She couldn't help but enjoy the sight of two very attractive people that she knew getting down and dirty in a fight. It was neanderthalish and she knew it, but she didn't care. She leaned over the back of the booth, her backside facing out towards Alcander and Desh (if he weren't sleeping under the table already) and she could be seen applauding the fight. Well one of the combatants of the brawl, that had been flung clean out the fray by Claire, didn't particularly like Cass encouraging Claire and Murphy and decided to walk straight up to her and put his face in close to hers in a most threatening manner.

	Cass simply blinked and straightened herself up on the seat she was kneeling on as the man spoke in a harsh and loud voice. [b]"Oi, short pint, keep your trap shut if you know what's good for you!"[/b] He was clearly a tourist like themselves and appeared to be with the group that were currently fighting with her friends. Well too bad for him but he mentioned the taboo word and Cass felt her jaw tightening and she felt her fingers wiggling at her sides as she gathered herself. 

	Holding a single finger up at the man before her, Cass motioned for him to wait for a moment while she looked over her shoulder at Alcander and spoke softly. [color=88cdcb]"Excuse me a minute, jus' 'ave t'deal with this a sec. Be riiight back."[/color] Cass then fluidly stepped onto the seat of the booth chair and then launched herself at the man that had been in her face moments before. She grabbed the front of his shirt and headbutted him square in the nose. He stumbled backwards and was left with Cass's tiny frame straddling him as she punched his face a couple more times before she jumped off of him and readied herself for what came next.

	The man roared as he stood up and launched after Cass but she was ready for him. His large, lumbering frame was deftly knocked off balance by Cass as she moved like freakin' water and grabbed his wrist before flipping him over onto himself. His back smacked off the floor and he lay there, winded and unable to move as Cass grinned down at him from above. [color=88cdcb]"Who's 'eh short one now, eh pal?"[/color][hr]