Alex looks at the goblin and a wolfish grin spreads across her face before she flips a copper piece at him, "That would be me, green one." After a moment, she turns her gaze back to Hanus and raises a brow at the sight of his silver eyes, "Wolfslayer, huh?" She grins and offers out her hand to shake, "Alexandria Sumera 'Hell Hound' Nebacaesar... And I suppose we will see if your name rings true tonight, Child of Malaki," she says, gripping his hand tight and leaning in close. "I must say... It is nice to have a bloodsucker amongst us again, now that Isolde has left."
Zex looked up with a grin. "I hope the winnings cover the healers bill." He commended before sinking his head into his hand again. Xixis walked up behind Zex and slapped him across the back of the head.
"You truly are an idiot Zex. They were fornicating." He said plainly with the book in one hand.
"But there wasn't any hitting, and I didn't hear any 'please stop' or 'don't hurt me'" Zex complained.
Xixis's only answer was another cuff to the hung-over goblins head.
Kouri's blush intensifies as she stares at the two goblins, though the blush lightens up a bit as she realizes that they were talking about abuse. Oh. Lovely. Alex on the other hand laughs in an almost outright manic manner, Kouri giggling awkwardly as all the nervousness was trying to escape. "You are... An odd pair of women." He looks at Kouri and then points to Alex. "Woof woof?" He grins mischeviously, Kouri covering her face with her hands. Sarah slips off the bar and grabs Kouri's shoulders, leading her away from the wolfish Hanus to a chair she could sit down on. Kouri shudders, feeling an ethereal chain. The blush fades way as she gasps lightly, cursing under her breath. "Isolde?... As in, Isolde Adelaide Silbermond?" He asks curiously, looking around the bar and not seeing her.
"That's her," Alex manages to stifle her laughing for a moment as Kouri moves away. "After her few brushes with the true death, I think she had her fill with our company." Alex shrugs and takes a seat beside Hanus. "Why do you ask?"
Hanus remains standing, crossing his arms as a wolfish, almost childlike grin reached his face. "She was lonely one night. I was available. You know that dress she loves wearing?... That was her second dress. The first one was... Heh... Damaged." He then, finally, takes his seat beside Alex before spotting Xixis. "You. I have to talk to you shortly."
Xixis looked at the Vampire. "Feel free." He said. "You were a great help last night."
"Ah, say, were you the one who bought her that one? It would explain why she was so attached to it and made such a huff that it was destroyed," she snorts and picks up a glass of some fluid or another, sniffing it before putting it down with a grimace. "Actually, I had no idea Isolde ever got lonely... Or would consider laying with anyone. That is quite a shock, really."
"For you? Perhaps. Simply put she was younger then. Only maybe a hundred and thirty four years old... Ah. Those were the days." He stands up slowly, taking pestilence off of his back and placing it upon the table. "Black Drow steel. Feel free to admire it. I see the warrior's spark in you... Maybe one day you'll be strong enough to wield one." He turns and looks for the goblin, spotting him as he walks over to Xixis and then kneels before him. "You and that smoke mage from earlier freed me. Therefore, I owe you a debt. Your fight, and his fight, is my fight. At least, for the moment." He salutes by placing his arm upon his chest, elbow crimped and fist up to his shoulder. He then stands back up and awaits a response from Xixis.
Xixis's eyes widen imperceptibally to most beings. "I'm honoured," He salutes in the goblin manner, "It should be easier with you around. I know Braekre will appreciate it, you two seemed to share somewhat similar religious beliefs."
She fights back a retort about her strength before shaking her head and looking at the sword. She lifts it up and turns it over in her hands with a feint gleam in her eyes. This weapon made her own look like scrap metal.. And it was elven made... Damned Drow... she thinks before putting it back down, a bit envious.
Dean's eyes opened slowly. His exact whereabouts were unknown, but considering the level of comfort he was experiencing he knew he was in better shape than he had been for quite some time. He rolled onto his back, and looked around the room. His gaze soon floated upon the bottle of whiskey that he had polished off last night, and he reached for his head. Not too smart. he lifted himself up off the bed, and dressed himself to go back and join the rest. Every button was a bit of a challenge, and his boots nearly took him to the floor twice. It wasn't illness, just an insane dizzying feeling taking over. He leaned against the doorframe for support, and then let the walls guide him back to the common room, where everybody seemed to have been gathering once again. He sat down at the bar, reached behind it, and made a careful inspection of the bottle, it's odor in particular, making damn sure it was nothing but water this time, and started taking small sips while listening in on those around him.
Sarah raises an eyebrow quizzically as she quietly walks over to Dean, leaning down a little so as to be face to face with him. "That bottle was poisoned, you drank the whole thing, you're still alive... Nerian." Sarah chuckles, with an almost evil twist to it, and then steps back from Dean to look back to the goblin and Hanus. Hanus nods appropriately to Xixis, and then turns back to Kouri once more. "Such an eloquent lady, even in such simple clothing, perhaps we should find you something... More appropriate? In private?" He grins, and she responds with shaking her head and smiling a little. She then looks to Alex. "Give him points for being persistent, no?"
Xixis looked over towards Dean. "Be careful. Some of those were used by Zex as a toilet last night. Not sure which ones. Odourless too."
Alex picks up the sword and moves over to Hanus, pushing it back into his hands. "Sure, but he loses more for being an idiot," she growls, giving him a warning look. Hearing Xixis, she looks at the goblin and tries to hold back a chuckle long enough to say, "That is disgusting."
Dean gave the bottle one last sniff before placing it back on the counter, pushing it off, and laying his head on the counter. "Poison you say? Still alive? Sarah between me still being around, and having survived that, I wonder how you wiped an entire species of me out."
"One at a time I imagine" Xixis remarked casually.
"Doesn't seem very efficient at all." he replied.
"Sport doesn't have to be." Xixis retorted.
Hanus forces his lip to quiver a little, looking Alex up and down. "I was just being complimentary." He says, mocking innocence as he stands back up and sheathes Pestilence. "Besides, it's not like I can't handle the both of you. You're just women." He stretches out, several cracking noises echoing from his shoulders and arms as he brings them over his head. The kind that indicated that he had an absurd amount of strength. Sarah shakes her head. "Right. Sure. While one would light you on fire, the other would bludgeon you to death with your own ego." She then looks to dean and states simply. "Simple. Your people all lived in a mountain. So I blew up the mountain."
"Oh, really? I would think a well placed arrow would have done the trick too, Sarah. Though, I take it you just like putting on a show?" Alex asks, a hard edge to her voice.
Sarah shakes her head, a wicked grin upon her face. "Oh yes, a show. Quite a few shows. Hanus tried with me once. He almost died before I even really started." Hanus growled in response. "You have the touch of death, that isn't even fair."
"Well I suppose that explains that. Good thing I was one for plains over caverns. Thanks for not going after those dear." he said in a quiet voice.
Sarah looks at Dean and shrugs. "You weren't alive yet. Though if you were I would have killed you too. This is being honest... Sorry." She says, the apology being empty and almost pointless.
"Well, Sarah, obviously you missed quite a few, otherwise he wouldn't be here. For being so powerful and setting your mind to destroying something... You are very poor at it," Alex smirks.
Xixis paying attention caught something that interested him. "So Sarah, your 'death touch' affects even the undead. Most curious, how does that work?"
"Does it bring them back to life and then kill them properly?" Dean asked bemused
Sarah laughs openly at Alex's remark, and then responds. "If I kill everything strong, I'll be bored for the next generation." She then slips off the bar and grabs a bottle of scotch, tipping it back and continuing her response. "Besides. I have ethereal chains linked to half the people in this room, including Kouri. If I wanted to make a point, I would simply raise my hand..." She raises her hand, and Kouri shudders, feeling the chain tighten a little. "...But, I'm out to kill only what I need to kill." She lowers her hand, Kouri taking a deep breath and sighing. "I didn't need to kill everyone in the mountain. Just enough of them that time, and predators would take care of the rest. As for the mountain itself, well..." Her lips curl up, her next words sending a chill down Kouri's spine. "There is no kill quite like overkill." She then glances at Xixis and smiles a little. "I run off of life energy, just like any other creature. I stockpile it by draining it from people. This life energy is even in the undead... I touch anything long enough, and it dies. Quite pitifully. Save for maybe... Three others in this world, stronger than I by at least a small margin." She glances at Dean, and replies quickly. "Quite."
Sisera slowly moves into the Bar, at this point he is simply a tall, staggering mass with clothes on. Though his purple veil is curiously bundled in his hand instead of wrapped around his face; the scars and nicks that protrude from his neck and jaw glisten with drops of sweat that cover his entire face. To be frank, the man looked like an absolute wreck. There were dark bags under his eyes and a wrinkled forehead which suggested a large amount of stress was present. His eyes and head hung low; he didn’t look tired but… weary. Weary was a far better word; weary and haggard.
He see’s Sarah is still here, chatting it up with the rest of the group that had woken up. She was always a good conversationalist, at least to him anyway. She always had something witty to say to him when he was growing up. It was a shame he was in no condition or mood to really begin a lovely chatter which would have given him an illusion of the return old days.
“Good Morning” he gruffly mumbled to the group as he sat down, rubbing his pale scalp and trying to get his scrambled thoughts back together.
"Of course, the genocide of a whole people, and you are not a murderous monster," Alex smiles, "At least I can admit that I can be a heartless killer." As Sisera comes by, she sees his face for the first time... She flinches back, gawking at him for a moment before muttering, "Mornin' to you too... You, ah, you've looked better."
Xixis looked at Sisera. "Odd, most people don't get mugged inside the tavern. That's what the alley outside is for..."
Dean forced a worried expression "I thought I had it bad friend."
Sarah raised an eyebrow, looking at Alex and shaking her head. "I never said I wasn't heartless. Go ahead, cut me open, I don't have one." She grins, looking to Sisera snapping her fingers. The ethereal chain breaks for all to see, momentarily, before it dissipates into nothingness. "I have no ideed to keep you on a leash anymore, puppy." She says, her tone... Almost, showing some shred of care.
Hanus on the other hand looks at Sisera, and kneels once more, bowing his head slightly. "You rescued me earlier. As I said to the goblin, your battles are now mine, to repay that debt of freeing me."
Alex looks at Sarah with a touch of amusement, "Oh sure, I would love that. Just give me a chance and I would be happy to look, and don't worry, you don't have to cut me open to check if I just hide the fur inside in return."
Xixis chuckles to himself. "Careful Alex, if you spend too much time with Kouri she might want you to mow the lawn. And one of your kind might look funny with patches missing."
Sarah shakes her head once more. "I don't have to worry about finding the fur. Everyone knows your a mutt that made love to a lunatic on the high seas, who replaced you with... What was it... A furry? A fuzzy creature wolf thing? You're just two halves, not a whole of anything. A sad, decrepit bitch whose most impactful thing on the world is howling at the moon, like any other sub-human might." She leans back, crossing her arms. The viciousness of the comment, however, was still her playing a game of wits. Obviously she had a lot of practice.
“Just a… I had a rough night is all. I’ll be better with some food in me” He mumbles to the group, rubbing his eyes with his forefinger and thumb. He looks up for a moment as Sarah breaks the chains she had been weaving throughout the night; noticing that there was no chain attached to him. He makes a slight coy smile at Sarah before returning it to his current gaunt expression and looking down at the table in front of him.
A vampire just swore loyalty to Sisera “Thank you?” he says as polite as he can, extremely confused at what just happened. He would have to deal with this later when his mind was more up-to-date and less falling apart .
He see’s Alex shirk at him and it was then when it finally occurred to him that he didn’t put his Scarf on, his panic quickly subsides for a moment when he see’s Alex and Sarah go at followed by extremely humorless quips from Xixis. Finally Sarah ends it all with a zinger of a bash. He sighs at Sarah and stands up, stumbling slight doing so and looks at Sarah.
“I remember you being a lot kinder when I was a child.” He says to her, briefly remembering how he used to always hold her hands and was never daunted by its coldness, being soothed by it instead of frightened of it like most people were.
“Apparently this “bitch” was chosen over an Angel by a princess, so she must be something special that were all missing here.” He says kindly to all the parties involved, he didn’t like to be confrontational, never liked to make people mad or frustrated.
Xixis said to Sisera. "There's no accounting for taste. I knew an Ogre who fell in love with a Gnome. That didn't end well....."
Dean picked his head up off the counter again "Once knew a boy from the village with his pick of any maiden. Last I heard he ran off with his good friend Owen"
Alex smirks a tad at Sarah before turning on Sisera, "Oi! I may take it from this crotchety corpse who prays on the pretty young people to keep 'beautiful' because I know she can kill me before I get a good swing in. But you, you're a whole 'nother story, Sisera," she snaps pointing a finger at him. After giving him a moment for the words to sink in, she lightly pats him on the shoulder reassuring she was just kidding. "Regardless, I never said Val's choice in anyone was good, but damn was she fun in bed." A smirk spreads over her face. Underneath, it was painful to hear those words from Sarah... But, her hand reaches awkwardly to the ring on the other, feeling over its surface. "Hey, Dean, I remember Owen. Never figured him for that sort." to which Dean replied with an simple shrug.
Xixis spoke up. "I don't try and figure people out, there was a man here in Southblood who 'loved' horses more than females, and I mean he prefer getting his pleasure from male horses, not female."
"Please, I grew up in farmlands. You wouldn't believe how people preffered goats to their spouse." Dean said as he massaged his temples.
Sarah slides over the bar counter silently, entering the basement. Perhaps she had some affair with her 'pet' to take care of? Who knew. Kouri takes a deep breath and exhales quickly, still feeling the unnatural chain on her. "That woman..." She says, her voice shakey. Hanus nods, though his tone was far more... Annoyed. "That... Creature, more like it." He then pulls out Mayhem, one of his throwing axes, and examines the sharpness of the head, though it gleamed brightly, reflecting the natural light around them. Hanus then glances at Sisera and then chuckles. "What, is this fellow normally this... Depressing?"
"More often than not he is." Dean said slightly hushed with a shrug
"Well, if we are on the topic of people and their love of animals..." Alex lets the words hand in the air before nodding to Hanus, "Yeah, and look who just proclaimed himself his loyal bloodhound."
"...Crap." Hanus mutters underneath his breath, looking at Alex and putting on a fake smile. "Well, at least I'll have... Attractive company."
"I wish I could say the same," she gives him a sympathetic look.
Xixis remarks. "I'm sure Kouri appreciates the confidence in her appearance."
“Oh uh..” he stammers, having trouble responding to Hanus’s words. He takes the scarf and begins to wrap it around his head. He saw Alex shirk at his appearance and no doubt his depressing appearance was caused by them as well. He ties the knot in the back and stares at the vampire and Alex through the eye-slits.
“There! All better!” he said as cheerily as he could muster. As he gets up and reaches over the counter to find some food he suddenly lets out stifled giggles at Xixis’s comments. The Golbin was a funny green little bastard.
Alex' cheeks flush a tad, "That isn't what I meant, you crooked nosed bilgerat!" She looks to Sisera and moves closer, lightly undoing the knot. "Oi, if Xixis can show his ugly mug without all the ladies screaming and running, you should have no problems. Lose this thing, mate."
Hanus sighs, then turns back to Kouri. "So, as I was saying..." Kouri, however, had already burried her head in her hands. Hanus leans in closer. "Is there something I can do to make you smile?" Kouri's reply is muffled by her hands, but easily understandable. "Alcohol."
Xixis looks at Alex. "So if I send all the ladies running at the very least you'll still be here."
"Never once claimed to be a lady," she laughs to herself.
Xixis chuckled. "Plus, who really wants 'ladies' what do they know about fun in bed."
"Well, I don't know..." her gaze shifts to Kouri for a moment, "Some pick up pretty fast."
"Don't fool yourself. Kouri is no lady, true 'ladies' as defined in most courts are too air-headed to get dressed without help let alone actually take matters into their own hands." Xixis said plainly.
“No, Alex Wait!” He says as the knot is undone and the purple scarf falls to the counter. He looks at it and looks at the group for a moment, the scars. That pink horrid skin all over his neck and jaw, they could see it. He could feel the anxiety and this sudden weight pushing down on his mind. That horrid Dog could appear again. Instinctively and almost in paranoid anger he kicks a class cabinet that is below his boot and reaches down to grab two large bottles of a booze and places it on the counter.
“Who wants a drink!” He suddenly bellows out, the anxiety starting to ease up a bit. He grabs the scarf and stuffs it into his coat pocket, planning to put it on later. He stares at Alex and Xixis.
“Do I really have to hear pillow talk? Kouri’s my… I’ve known her since she was born. There some things I don’t need to hear.”
At the offer of a drink Dean raises his hand instinctively "I'll have one thanks."
"What's green and bobs up and down in a babies crib?" Xixis asks suddenly. "Zex eating!" He answered quickly.
Zex looked over at his master in horror. "IT ONLY HAPPENED ONCE! I SWEAR!"
Hanus, quickly walks over to Alex, sliding up beside her with an obvious intention in his eyes. "..I like pillow talk, myself." He grins, showing his fangs off. "...Quite a bit, actually." Kouri rubs her temples, and then looks over to Sisera. "I wouldn't mind a drink."
"Would you put that tired old bit to rest Hanus." Dean asked a sharp sound in his voice
Alex looks at Xixis and Zex increduously. "I just suddenly realized, however bad I may be... You goblins have me beat." As Hanus comes up close, she smiles back, "I'm sure you do. You know what I like?" She raises a brow, waiting for him to ask.
Xixis snarks. "Buried bones?"
"Go get your nose caught in your book," Alex smiles sweetly.. and it was obviously fake.
"..What, exactly, do you like?" Hanus asks, instinctively his hand rests on the handle of Reaver, at his waist, though he leans in a little.
Alex elbows Hanus away, "Stakes, silver, garlic and nice naps out in the sun." She smiles and moves her hand with the silver ring up near his face, "Hey, what do you think of my engagement ring? Kouri picked it out." She feigns like she is going to fall forward and touch it to him.
“Alright! Booze time” In his happy façade he throws a clutter of glasses and wooden cups on the table. He looks at the group before him, their either full of sexual tension or tasteless quips. Fucking young people he thinks as he spots a small clear bottle of liquid in the back of the glass cabinet he had smashed. He picks it up curiously and sees the “DO NOT DISTRIBUTE” written on the back of the bottle. He turns it over and see’s the title.
“GutBuster, never heard of that one” he remarks quietly as his rips the cork off and gives it a hardy swig, now desperate to relieve his anxiety in anyway possible.
Xixis looks at Sisera. "So who's going to carry him? Because that's something only Dwarves who want to get REALLY drink touch. I saw a Minotaur get pissed after one bottle of the stuff."
"We can get Taigyn to do it. He's a big and strong enough mule," she snorts and tears the bottle from him. "Tipsy, this stuff will burn holes in your stomach. I really don't think you need that."
Hanus looks at Alex, chuckling a little. "I don't care so long as it doesn't get in my blood, lady." He then looks back at Kouri, noticing the silver ring on her finger. "...Heh." He remarks quietly. "Figures." He then looks Alex over once more, shaking his head. "Doesn't matter to me that you have a ring... And garlic? It doesn't work. Mind you don't put it in anything I eat, I hate it."
Kouri glances at the bottle, taking it out of Alex's hands. "You don't need to kill yourself Sisera... Please." She then pulls a glass over and pours it full. She takes a whiff of it and then immediately sets it back down. "Eugh. No. No. I'm sticking to wine, thank you." Amora walks into the main bar room, eyeing the glass and picking it up. He takes a whiff of it and then takes it down in one swig, shaking his head and then rubbing his shoulders. "That has quite the kick... But I drink harder things." He was shockingly without his summoning tome. As he looks around the room, he eyes each person. "Hmph. I'm going to check on my patient. Nobody die now." He walks out of the room, back to Teila's place as Kouri stares in awe. "...How is... That even... Fair." She says, realizing her own tolerance to alcohol was terrible.
"Poor Amora. He has no idea." Xixis said plainly. "There is a reason it's called 'gutbuster' not 'throatbuster'."
Alex winces as Amora downs the ale, "Oh, that man will be feeling that here soon. I can't even drink that without falling flat on my ass."
Sisera’s eyes darken for a moment when the booze is taken from him by Alex. He wasn’t done with it yet though. He looks at Kouri with a blank stare for a moment. He already did kill himself… for her. He cleared his mind, or tried to. This was the booze talking, not himself. He regretted drinking that stuff, he needed to be in control and not spout out random emotional drivel that he would later regret-
A Sisera now realized why it was called the GutBuster. He holds his stomach and feels as if an invisible force threw him down on the ground. He lands on his back, and for a few seconds he’s silent. Then a small, light laughter emits from the floor behind the bar, then a hearty laughter, then a choking, crying laughter.
“Oh Gods… this hurts so… much” He manages to spit out in-between the booming chuckles. Still holding his gut he crawls back up to the bar-counter and emits a smile of legitimate happiness. His mind felt… cleared, dissolved, unoccupied.
“So, who wants to hear a joke?” he says this with pain in his voice and the gleam of alcohol in his eyes.
Alex lets out an amused laugh, "Oh, this ought to be good... or just plain sad. Come on, let us have it, Tipsy!"
Dean takes a shot, and doesn't really notice the pain the others were mentioning. "Lay it on us Sisera."
Sisera clears his throat and stands up straight (as much as he can while still leaning on the counter). And prepares the jokes.
“This is an old Joke that dates back at least 1500 years ago when the Old Kingdom of Renalta still stood.”
“Now a Vampire” He gestures to Hanus
“A Lycan” he gestures to Alex
“And a mere Mortal man” He gestures to himself
Are walking through a large desert in the Renaltan Kingdom, as they continue their Journey they come across a magical pot, and when they rub it a Great and powerful Genie appears out of the Pot.
“YOU HAVE FREED ME FROM MY PRISON, I SHALL GRANT EACH OF YOU ONE WISH”
The Vampire Steps forward first and declares his wish
“I wish for all my Vampire brethren to be out of Renalta and to be free and Happy in a Land of our own”
With a Snap of his fingers the wish is granted and the Vampire disappears, presumably to his new homeland. Now the Lycan appears
“I too wish for a Homeland out of Renalta where my Brothers and Sisters can be happy and Free from Tyranny.”
The Genie claps his hands and the Lycan disappears, most likely to her new homeland.
Now the mere Mortal man steps forward and asks a genie a question before asking for his wish.
“You mean to tell me that all the Blood-suckers and Fur-balls are out of Renalta?”
The Genie nods:
“Oh. Then I’ll have some Mead.”
Alex stifles a laugh, "That's a terrible joke. My kind would never want to be stuck together in the same place! We're way too territorial... Besides, why would you want mead? Terrible stuff."
Kouri looks at Sisera, a mixture of horror and wonder on her face at how he could say a joke so profoundly... Stupid. Even by her standards it was... Really and truly stupid. "Sisera, I think you need to go to your room now. And sleep this off... Now, I guess we should--" She stops, glancing to Dean. "...We should uhm..." She thinks for a minute. "...Right. We should likely wait until sunset and then head out into the desert. Less people that way. Cooler too, I would imagine." Hanus glances at Sisera and then grabs him by the arm, a bemused look on his face. "You heard the lady."
"For god's sake he's not a child. Let him breathe." Dean said, taking another drink
"Kouri, now you sound like Br-- Someone I used to know," Alex corrects herself quickly at the idea of the man walking off into the sunset. The thought of him raises a little anger in her, but she tries to shake it off, grabbing a glass of something other than the Gutbuster and tipping it back.
Xixis remarked. "I see someone forgot about Zex's toiletry habits last night."
Sisera shudders at Kouri’s remark, the thought of going back to sleep and meeting that… thing again was truly horrifying. He grabs one of the bottles on the table and pours himself a small glass of whatever else there was besides the GutBusters. He takes a swig and glances at Hanus.
“Relax, friend, I have no intentions of sleeping right now… actually the last thing I’m going to do is sleep.” he says this in a melancholic tone as he shrugs off the Vampire’s grasp and moves to find a chair to sit down in, feeling a little weak in the legs after that GutBuster.
Kouri sighs, watching as Sisera drinks some more. It upset her, but she did her best not to reveal that as she turns away and looks back at the table. Hanus on the other hand looks at Alex. "I think your lover needs a moment with you. Eight hundred years or so of experience is telling me this." He says, with an almost warm smile before he looks around the room. "Now... Does anyone know where I can get in a good fight?"
Alex looks between the vampire and Kouri. "I'll give you a rain check on that one for later. For now, though..." She sidles up close to Kouri, drawing her arms around the woman and leaning in to whisper. "Something on your mind, Kouri? You have that look about you..."
Dean looks to Hanus, and gets up from the bar. The dizzying feeling having finally worn away. "I think you just found one."
Kouri nods, grasping Alex's hand softly and whispering back. "I don't like it when I see family hurt themselves on anything, leave alone drink... I'll... I'll tell you more later." She says, before jumping back as a large blade slides across her table. It was a black blade?... The drow takes his throwing axes and tosses them aside as well, onto the same table, along with Reaver. "May I present the two lovely ladies, a duel in their honour." He bows before Dean, and then raises his fists. "One involving fisticuffs... Splendid."
Dean cranes his neck up, down, left, and right. Shakingloose from a night's sleep, and limbering up for what was to come. "I've been waiting to take a crack at you since you opened your fat lips." he said as he cracked his knuckles
Alex nods slowly before yelping and growling at the tossed blade. She shoots the vampire a fiery glance before moving to Kouri's side again. "Careful or I'll mop the floors with you myself," she says half-heartedly, taking hold of Kouri's hand.
The vampire takes off his chest piece, arm armour, and gauntlets. "It's still not fair for you, but now at least you might get a hit in without hurting yourself." He states to Dean, raising his fists and bending his knees a little. "Shall you swing first or shall I?"
Dean follows suit until he's left with his linen top, and pants on. He rolls his sleeves up , and adopts his stance one again. "God forbid I give you a reason to complain when I beat you. We do this on equal footing."
"Just so you both can't complain later about no one saying anything... This is a bad idea," she snorts and grabs a new glass and sips from it. "Try not to break, maim, or kill each other. We still have bigger things to kill."
Hanus moves forward at a surprising speed, no longer encumbered by armour, and strikes out with his fist, hitting Dean right across the face and sending him sprawling onto a nearby table. Then, and only then, does Hanus crack the knuckles in his hand, all in a row, looking to Kouri and Alex and winking slyly.
Dean got up and shook his head out reeling from the hit he had just been dealt. He wasn't 100% what had happened, but it had landed him on his ass to be sure. He got back up to his feet, and closed in again. Keeping his arms high until he was close enough. At the right moment he fakes left, and swings in with his right quickly, aiming for Hanus' ribcage.
Hanus stumbles back as he is caught off-guard, not expecting Dean back up quite so quickly. He rubs his rib, then swings back at Dean, stumbling forward over a cup laying on the ground... Notable, there were no corpses left on the floor. They had all been cleaned up.
Dean stepped aside as Hanus came stumbling forward, and once he regained his balance Dean came forward again with what he had hoped would be an uppercut, but as he launched his fist upwards, Hanus deflected the blow, and shoved Dean away, this time sending Dean stumbling forward.
Hanus follows this up with a fist in Dean's gut, then smirks. "Come now, do better!"
Dean backs off after being sucker punched, but put the pain aside as he launches his foot forward coliding with Hamus chest, sending the drow hurtling into the bar, as Hamus ricochets off the bar Dean follows up by closing in, and punching him square in the jaw sending him off kilter to the right.
Hanus hits the bar, hard, and shakes his head as the fist comes flying towards him and knocks him off kilter. "Come now! HIT ME HARDER DEAN!" He growls, feeling anger build up.
Dean returns the suckerpunch that Hanus had dealt out to him, and after he had doubled over from impact Dean brought his knee up swiftly, making solid contact with the Drow's chin, and sending him staggering backwards.
Hanus stumbles to his feet, shaking himself out and then bull rushing into Dean, shoulder-checking him back a few feet onto Kouri & Alex's table. Kouri jumps back a bit, and then giggles. "Dean. Do me a favour. KICK HIS ASS!" She covers her mouth afterwards. She hadn't watched an actual, gloves-off outright brawl before, and in her 'honour' nonetheless! It was exciting.
Alex quickly picks up her drink from the table before Dean collides with it and looks to Hanus, "Watch where you throw people, I almost had to wear this."
Dean loses his breath from Hanus' colision, and as he hits the table he makes brief eye contact with Kouri "Uh, yeah, doing my best here..... Thanks." he got back up to his feet, and caught his breath. "You'll have to do better than that!"
Hanus charges at Dean and pins him to the table, getting ready to start beating his face in..
Dean forces Hanus back, and brings up his knees when there is space. As Hanus closes in again to reassert his pin Dean kicks out with both feet. Hitting him in the chest and stomach. He once again gets off the table. "Sorry about your drink Alex."
Hanus stumbles back, and then brings up his guard. "You? Wear that? Well then you'd have to change your clothes. I could help with that, naturally." He grins again, almost mocking Dean by not paying attention to him.
Alex rolls her eyes and leans back down against the table, "What Kouri said, Dean... And break his damn fang."
Dean lets out a groan at Hanus' comment, taking the oppurtonity of him not paying attention to close in and and kick at Hanus' left knee, causing him to fall on one knee. With the high ground he threw a blow down again at his face, striking him in the right cheek. "Don't you ever shut up?"
Hanus grins as he grabs Dean's leg. "No." He then tackles Dean onto the ground, pushing his good knee into Dean's gut. "Just give up already."
Dean prepares to defend for Hanus' strike. "You don't know me very well yet."
Hanus strikes out for Dean's face, hitting Dean's block. He hesitates, growls, and then steps off of Dean. "It's no fun to beat a man when he's down." He offers Dean his hand. "Sincerely, I'll lose it if I keep going, and it wouldn't be pretty for you."
"I'm not a very vain man Hanus. If you've got to lose it to win, then by all means take your shot." he said as he walked back over to his things. "Besides I was holding my own."
Hanus turns back, seeing his weapons knocked off the table. He kneels down and grabs them first, securing them and putting them beside his armour as he rubs his rib gingerly. "Not bad." He says, putting his armour back on quickly and putting all his weapons back on. All save Reaver, which he looks at with an almost animalistic understanding for a moment before putting it on his belt. "Your legs. Spread them apart a little more. Your stance had no strength. It's why I sent you around the room like a toy." He glances at Dean and smirks. "You hit like an orc though... Quite vicious."
Dean looked up as Hanus spoke to him. He was still putting his armor back on, and making sure everything was snug "Taught by an Orc, but thanks for the advice. Be sure to put it to good use nexxt time I beat your face around."
"Hmph. Next time I won't hold back." He states simply, before looking to Kouri and Alex and bowing. "For the ladies, of course."
Dean rolls his eyes. Unbelievable
Kouri shakes her head, yet smiles a little. It reminded her of all the idiots who vyed for her hand in court, what felt like... Ages ago. She looks Alex eye to eye, then makes sure she has a solid grip on her hand. "I need to talk to you." Kouri says simply, pointing for a private room. "It won't take long, something you should know."
Curiosity passes through her, alongside confusion... "Yeah, of course," she murmurs, starting towards the room. She wonders what it could be that she did not know already, or if she had perhaps done something wrong. Truthfully, she had been a bit more loose with her words than normal this morning, but that could not be what she wanted... Atleast, she tries to tell herself that.