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[color=ff681f][b]Time:[/b][/color] Late Morning
[color=ff681f][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Nest, Roshmi City
[color=ff681f][b]Interaction:[/b][/color] [@princess] Mari, [@Alivefalling] Aerilyn, [@Apex Sunburn] Scathael, [@Shining Sector] FIVE[hr]

[Color=ff681f][I]Get a new bounty I tell her. The bitch is piss drunk I tell her…[/I][/color]

[Color=ff681f]“Fuck,”[/color] Thraash cursed as he picked himself off the ground by using Mari's head to push himself up for good measure. His glowing yellow eyes glared at Aerilyn, the strange, drunk… and unbelievably tall rabbit demihuman. Where once was a table of pitchers in front of her now was shattered wood and glass scattered across the floor. Though Aerilyn had seemed to pull a 180 in terms of demeanor, Thraash wasn't going to stop being pissed off about knocking onto the floor. Not only did it cause injury to his reputation but who the hell reacts like that?!

[Color=ff681f]“Lookin' for somthin'? No. I think I found what I'm itchin' for.”[/color] Thraash unslung his axe from his back, gripping it in both hands as he bared his teeth at her. To the patrons watching, Thraash and Aerilyn were having quite the odd state down with the stark differences in their demeanors. Even Thraash was starting to find it strange as she kept up her bubbly appearance. He didn't like beating the hell out of drunks but he'd make an exception. [Color=ff681f]“Stop fuckin' smilin' and- The fuck is that?”[/color] A loud crash from behind the establishment stole his attention away from the rabbit. He turned around, his tail swinging against Mari for another good measure. 

[Color=orange]“What the hell is that?!”[/color] Floopa yelled as she moved away from the end of the bar closest to the approaching thuds. Thraash could hear a low droning sound that he could help but think would be a perfect addition for his Muse Box clipped to the waistband of his pants. He would have given the idea more thought if shit wasn't hitting the fan at the moment. He took a deep breath just before the hulking red-eyed metallic being burst through slightly shrouded in smoke with a greatsword spinning like a heavy-duty drill!

[Color=ff681f][I]That's fuckin' solid…[/I][/color] 

Not wanting to be too stunned by Five's epic entrance, Thraash spat a small burst of flame. He knew it wouldn't stop the warforged but figured it would provide some level of disorientation. With that, Thraash would attempt to dodge to the right of the spearing sword. His body would knock a table or two over but he'd be ready and in position to swing down on Five's sword to hopefully open him up for Mari to deliver a counterattack. [Color=ff681f][I]If she fuckin' does it![/I][/color]

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