[CENTER][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/210130/e0cb160ca3d86f8cb8540be25e5665b5.png[/img][/CENTER] [indent][indent][indent][color=gray][sub][right][color=#98A9B1][b]Location:[/b][/color]The Laughing Warg Tavern - The City of Thorinn, Aetheria[/right][/sub][/color] [hr] Benkei’s eyes widened. His heart rushed. His fist clenched and he was ready to punch that smug fucking [i]gaijin[/i] in his stupid jaw. Every word that followed out of Graves’ stupid mouth just made Benkei’s heart pound. In the corner of his eye, he spied a glass of ale. Every instinct said to smash it in this ugly fucker’s face and- [color=plum]"Stop."[/color] Benkei stopped. [color=plum]"Stop. Please. He's--Graves is right. It is my fault."[/color] No, that was wrong. What happened in that dungeon- [color=#98A9B1]“Enough Kazuki.”[/color] Benkei looked around the room at the eyes focused on them. He met their cold gazes with the glare he’d done so well to define during his days yelling at shitty scrub players. [color=#98A9B1]”I don’t know what the hell you two talked about to get so heated. And I don’t care.”[/color] Kazuki could have said the vilest shit and Benkei would have backed him up, even if he disagreed with it. Because he wasn’t going to watch his brother get yelled at, spat on, talked down to. That was what he had to deal with. The fights, the broken noses, the black eyes, the bruised ribs. That was his normal. [color=#98A9B1]”What I do care about is your shitty insinuation that my brother caused Aaginim’s death.”[/color] Every word of that hurt. [color=#98A9B1]”If you want to start throwing blame around, you’d best remember who agreed to go into that dungeon. We’re all to blame for going in there when everything felt off. Aaginim. Atlas. Enos. I killed them. You killed them. Every one of us killed them when we entered that fucking dungeon. Don't you dare imply that they're dead because of my [i]brother.[/i] Because if you think you're high and mighty, remember that you would be dead before you even left the third room without him.”[/color] What was Graves? Just another bigger guy. Just another person who fucking threw his weight about and beat up punks like himself. [color=#98A9B1]“And don’t you dare fucking think I’m going to sit around and watch someone stand over my brother and threaten him. I don’t care how strong you are or how big you think you are. If you have a problem with me or my family, we can take it somewhere else.”[/color] [/indent][/indent][/indent]