[COLOR=DIMGRAY][INDENT][INDENT][i]“There is no justifiable reason for Thanagar to continue its siege!” “With all due respect your highness, were our armies to pull back now it would be seen as a sign of weakness to our enemies. Thanagar must continue the siege of Rann, we cannot afford a war with the Reach or the Dominators.” “Aside from face, there is no strategic value in holding Rann, its natural resources are less than our own, its technology more primitive. What does the War Council know that the House of Thal does not?” "Do not worry, Princess," Byth Rok stated, "Your death will not be in vain." "My de-" The words were lost in the silent gasp that came next, the Princess falling to the floor as Rok released the blade now wedged between her ribs. [/i][/INDENT][/INDENT][hr][CENTER][img]https://i.imgur.com/sX7CePP.png[/img][/CENTER][indent][sub][COLOR=#B8860B][B]Location:[/B][/COLOR] [I]Midway City,[/I] - [I]Michigan[/I][/sub][sup][right][COLOR=#B8860B][b]Rude Awakenings #1.01:[/b][/COLOR] [I]The Negotiations Were Short[/I][/right][/sup][/indent][sub][hr][/sub][INDENT][sub][color=#B8860B][B]Interaction(s):[/B][/COLOR] [I]None[/I][/sub][SUP][RIGHT][COLOR=#B8860B][b]Previously:[/b][/COLOR] [I]None[/I][/right][/SUP] [INDENT]Despite being prohibited for the past decade, the bar still carried the distinctive haze of cigarette smoke, no doubt from the collective gentlemen standing by the line of motorcycles outside. If that wasn't the source, then the odour of smoke and bluish haze must have been produced by the group playing pool that kept disappearing into the bathroom only to return with eyes redder than the Flash's outfit. Taking another sip from his drink, Carter Hall shook his head dismissively. Four years ago and the former archeologist would have picked a fight with the men and their blatant disregard towards the state's laws about cigarettes and recreational drug use. But presently, Carter was simply enjoying a drink with his nephew on the anniversary of the worst day of this life. The nephew in question, Henry or as he preferred, Hank, seemed to be itching for a fight. The younger man was eagerly scoffing down the complimentary chips and salsa but his eyes were constantly wandering around the bar. Every few seconds, they darted back to the rowdy group of men at the furthest pool table. Blood splattered across the wooden bar rail as a dislodged tooth flew through the air before landing in a now abandoned tooth. The man's jaw made a cracking noise before his head hit the floor with a hard 'thud'. It had been fine when the bar played Luthor's broadcast, it had even been fine when this man had referred to Shayera as Hawkbitch, but Carter was not about to let that man sit there and call Lois, Superman's Dead Whore. Hank had held Carter back at first, but the comment abort Shiera was where their roles had switched. The second Lois was brought in to the slandering, the pair had flipped the table. [/INDENT][/INDENT] [color=#B8860B][SUP][table][row][/row][row][cell][color=#2c2c2c]- -[/color]|◄ [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5415864][COLOR=DIMGRAY][b]FIRST[/b][/COLOR][/url][/cell][cell][color=2c2c2c]-[/color][/cell][cell][color=2c2c2c]-[/color][/cell][cell][color=2c2c2c]-[/color][/cell][cell][center]◄ [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5415864][COLOR=DIMGRAY][B]PREV[/B][/COLOR][/url] || [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5415864][COLOR=DIMGRAY][B]NEXT[/B][/COLOR][/url] ►[color=#2e2c2c]-[/color][/center][/cell][cell][color=2c2c2c]-[/color][/cell][cell][INDENT][right][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5415864][COLOR=DIMGRAY][B]LATEST[/B][/COLOR][/url] ►|[/right][/INDENT][/cell][/row][/table][/SUP][/color][/COLOR]