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Sept 17, 2012 21:54:16 GMT -5
Post by Owl-flight on Sept 17, 2012 21:54:16 GMT -5
Alys moved without hesitation, the second she noticed the bottle flying through the air she leaped at the huge drunken tom, wrapping her scarf around his eyes to blind him. She pulled on the scarf like a human would the rains of a horse. Turning him so the bottle hit him straight in the head.
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Sept 19, 2012 3:15:15 GMT -5
Post by theodora on Sept 19, 2012 3:15:15 GMT -5
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With a yowl, Theo's 'dancing partner' had leapt at her with renewed fury. Unfortunately for him, the length of his arms did not match that of the females. With ease she flattened her paw against his forehead, watching him swing and hiss with a smile nearly cracking her face. This was perfect oppurtunity to take a gander and sum up the situation. Riven had extended a helpful bottle to Alys, who took the oppurtunity with class. The lanky female had a feeling she would be something of friends with these two. One rarely comrades who fought beside you...Be it at war, or at a simple tavern brawl. "Beautiful aim Miss Riven, and Alys, brava!" It was now that the male ducked, dislodging her hold and swinging up with a solid fist to her cheek. Her head whipped, and she took a second to shake her neck, rubbing a paw against her muzzle. "Now now, no one ever told you? Only cowards hit girls." A sudden flash of dangerous anger swum in her gaze and a hind paw lifted, swinging with crushing strength that snapped back and landed directly into the males temple. He dropped like a stone, groaning, and then did not stir. With a snort she bent down, paw over his mouth. His breath was light but steady. "You're lucky I let you live, this might actually BRUISE." Grumped Theo, looking over to the others with a sigh before quite lightly dancing on her feet towards them. "My partner couldn't keep up, anybody need a paw?"
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Sept 25, 2012 19:09:03 GMT -5
Post by Howlkitty on Sept 25, 2012 19:09:03 GMT -5
Riven grinned widely as the last tom fell after getting a bottle smashed against his head and clapped her paws. "Job well done, girls, eh?" Still smiling slightly, she took a glance around - pretty much all of the drunks were knocked out or barely unable to move.
"Good hit," she grinned, watching as Theo punched her opponent in the face, obviously knocking him out. Her own partner seemed to be pretty much unable to move, but he was still conscious. "Curse.. you.." he muttered, laying on the ground behind the barrels.
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Sept 27, 2012 0:16:33 GMT -5
Post by Owl-flight on Sept 27, 2012 0:16:33 GMT -5
Alys wondered if they had taken the fight to far, but she wouldn't say so in front of these cats she hardly knew. She looked down at the tom who had just muttered a curse at raven and responded, "Don't worry, it'll just distract you from the hangover~" She smiled proud of her quick come back.
She looked at the other she cats, the smile still splayed across her face as she tied her scarf back around her waste.
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