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recolle2017-06-01 10:08 pm
spes_phthisica) wrote in recolle2017-06-01 10:08 pm
AND THE MAN IN THE BACK SAID EVERYONE ATTACK [Closed]
WHO: Soujirou and Fai
WHERE: A BAR any bar it's gonna be hecked up anyway
WHEN: Evening, the 2nd of June
WHAT: A barfight.
WARNINGS: Some violence. Possible mentions of chronic disease. Fai never catching a break from getting beat up in connection to bars in any universe. This is really stupid.
***
[Soujirou barely even drinks at all, but that doesn't mean he never goes to any bars. He likes drinking mixed soft drinks, and tipsy people are usually chatty and kind of fun to hang out around.
The only problem with bars is that sometimes, drunk people are not very reasonable at all. Especially if they think that the "cute girl" in frumpy clothes is "hiding" in a corner of the bar just waiting for some nice forward fellow to "save her". Now, Soujirou really isn't an aggressive person as such, and he's never cared at all about being called a girl. So at first he just tries to deescalate as politely as possible. Then, he tries to deescalate less politely when the guy's friend says something about Asian girls that makes him grit his teeth, but he's still not looking for a fight.]
If you'd just listen, I said- [And maybe it would all have been fine if his unwanted suitor hadn't decided to grab his wrist.
It's not a particularly hard grab, probably meant more as a not very funny joke than as intimidation. But Soujirou's reaction is pure instinct. He grabs back, twisting his wrist and forcing the mans' elbow up with the palm of his other hand, forces him off center by stepping in behind him before kicking him very hard indeed in the back of the knee.]
-I'm not even a girl.
[MAYBE not the best method of deescalation when you're at the center of a tableau next to a guy flat on his face with a group of suddenly livid wingmen getting out of their seats one table away. Soujirou doesn't really appear to notice, though. He's already backing away and looking around for a weapon to defend himself, his mind working only in primary colors now. Which is how he ends up grabbing someone's wine bottle, and upon glancing briefly in their direction realizes that it's-]
Fai? [Some of the blankness momentarily disappears from his expression, enough for him to look rather sheepish.] I'm afraid this is- [That's as far as he gets before being distracted by the INCOMING ANGRY WINGMAN. (100% accurate rendition of body tackle, truly genuine - bunny suit not included).]
WHERE: A BAR any bar it's gonna be hecked up anyway
WHEN: Evening, the 2nd of June
WHAT: A barfight.
WARNINGS: Some violence. Possible mentions of chronic disease. Fai never catching a break from getting beat up in connection to bars in any universe. This is really stupid.
***
[Soujirou barely even drinks at all, but that doesn't mean he never goes to any bars. He likes drinking mixed soft drinks, and tipsy people are usually chatty and kind of fun to hang out around.
The only problem with bars is that sometimes, drunk people are not very reasonable at all. Especially if they think that the "cute girl" in frumpy clothes is "hiding" in a corner of the bar just waiting for some nice forward fellow to "save her". Now, Soujirou really isn't an aggressive person as such, and he's never cared at all about being called a girl. So at first he just tries to deescalate as politely as possible. Then, he tries to deescalate less politely when the guy's friend says something about Asian girls that makes him grit his teeth, but he's still not looking for a fight.]
If you'd just listen, I said- [And maybe it would all have been fine if his unwanted suitor hadn't decided to grab his wrist.
It's not a particularly hard grab, probably meant more as a not very funny joke than as intimidation. But Soujirou's reaction is pure instinct. He grabs back, twisting his wrist and forcing the mans' elbow up with the palm of his other hand, forces him off center by stepping in behind him before kicking him very hard indeed in the back of the knee.]
-I'm not even a girl.
[MAYBE not the best method of deescalation when you're at the center of a tableau next to a guy flat on his face with a group of suddenly livid wingmen getting out of their seats one table away. Soujirou doesn't really appear to notice, though. He's already backing away and looking around for a weapon to defend himself, his mind working only in primary colors now. Which is how he ends up grabbing someone's wine bottle, and upon glancing briefly in their direction realizes that it's-]
Fai? [Some of the blankness momentarily disappears from his expression, enough for him to look rather sheepish.] I'm afraid this is- [That's as far as he gets before being distracted by the INCOMING ANGRY WINGMAN. (100% accurate rendition of body tackle, truly genuine - bunny suit not included).]
