[h3]Dusk, a Marine at Heart[/h3]
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Dusk barely had time to think anymore. The first few moments had been clean and simple. Kick, counter, elbow. These were the kind of fights drilled into him to be ready for but it had quickly spiraled out into chaos.

A bottle shattered somewhere behind him, chair scraped across the floor and someone yelled in a language he didn't understand.

Another dhasath rushed him. Dusk pivoted out of the way, catching the man's wrist as it swung past before shoving him into another brawler. The two collided hard enough to stumble into a table. Another punch came from his left, je ducked under it and drove a shoulder into the attacker's chest, knocking him backward into a pair of overturned stools. The man stayed down long enough for Dusk to look elsewhere.

The Marine's training was paying off.

The locals had size, numbers, and plenty of enthusiasm, but most fought angry instead of smart. After watching two or three of their friends end up on the floor trying to rush him, several became noticeably more hesitant, circling instead of charging.

That bought Dusk a moment to focus. but only seconds.

His eyes flicked around the room.

Kim was still on her feet, Castleton had somehow disappeared behind the bar before taking half the shelving with him and the robot Bandit had already blasted herself through a window.

[i]What the hell...[/i]

[quote=@Dyelli Beybi]
[h2]Neri an the 'Big Guy'[/h2]
The big guy stood up, Neri still hanging off his back, the additional weight of the smaller dhasath apparently of no consequence to him, "Somebody kick him between the legs or something!" she called desperately.  Apparently that was her go-to approach to fist fights.  
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Dusk snapped towards the voice, it was Neri.

She was hanging off the back of the biggest guy in the room.

"...God damn it."

His gut told him not to. The brute outweighed him and Neri by what seemed like two-hundred pounds, charging him head-on felt like a terrible idea.

He did it anyway.

Dusk sprinted across the saloon, weaving between overturned tables before throwing his entire weight forward.

His shoulder slammed squarely into the giant's stomach.

The impact drove both of them backward.

The big dhasath lost his footing and crashed onto the floorboards with Dusk on top of him while Neri spilled harmlessly off to the side.

Before the brute could recover, Dusk mounted him and delivered one punch.

Then another, and another, and another...

His fists kept hammering into the man's face as blood sprayed from a broken nose.

The giant tried to cover up, but another punch split his lip before another snapped his head sideways.

Dusk finally stopped himself.

The man beneath him was wheezing, visibly dazed and his face had already swelled into a bloody mess. Breathing hard, Dusk climbed to his feet and wiped the blood from his knuckles onto his shirt, it was already stained with blood splatters.

He swept his gaze across the saloon.

"Anybody else want some, huh?!" he barked, chest rising and falling with an enraged scowl on his face.