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[indent][sub][color=DimGray]Out of all the bars in Shine City the Cornerstone seemed to be particularly popular tonight – which pleased Addison to no end. For a girl used to the atmospheres of clubs instead of quiet bars the livelier take on the evening was right at home for her. On top of that? A friendly handsome stranger to pass the time with. Now that she inspected him closer he was definitely appealing; he was rugged, well built and covered in rather sexy scars. Addison spied the dog tags on his neck which revealed that he was a member of the army – so he was…physically capable at the very least. She was liking the prospect of entertaining this man for a little bit even more. Unfortunately for Addison, before she could even crack out some of her excellent moves, Kenji excused himself to break up a fight that was starting to brew. A hero in and out of uniform it seemed. Addison gave an understanding smile as Kenji headed toward the ruckus, she used the opportunity to examine what was actually on this Jukebox. Mostly old music that she recognised, but wasn’t particularly keen on. Didn’t this thing have anything bouncy and enjoyable? Some nice old fashioned rap? Addison spent a few more minutes perusing the selection of music before discovering that it DID have something to offer her; one of her favourite songs. Selecting the tune, that wasn’t really especially appropriate for the bar, and making her way back to the seat she was dismayed to notice that Kenji hadn’t rejoined her.

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In fact, he was still over there with a group of hooligans, the BFG, and some scrawny looking kid. There was a girl making her way back to the bar in hopes of safety. She looked very pretty, like a kind of dress up doll that you might put several different outfits on. She seemed pretty overwhelmed by…well basically everything. Bless her little cotton socks. 

[color=HotPink][b]“You look a little shaken sweetie. Don’t worry this kind of thing is normal; it’ll all blow over in a minute. Especially if the BFG is over there. Have a drink!”[/b][/color]  Addison smiled warmly before sliding a drink voucher the girl’s way.

Addison wasn’t particularly well acquainted with Ashton, but she did know the firefighter and was quite the fan. Ashton and her crew had ended up paying a few visits when a scientist (who may or may not have been Addison) [i]accidently[/i] set fire to the toaster oven…in one of the labs…because they were trying to work and make pop tarts at the same time. She really was as gentle as a baby sea lion, but her mammoth stature often put people off – especially if it go to physical altercations. Kenji had also joined her in squaring up to the group of thugs – he wasn’t exactly a delicate doll either. The guys already looked apprehensive and so, with a bit of charm, Addison was sure she could dissolve the situation. She confidently strode up next to Kenji, lightly stroking a finger up his arm when she got to his side, before smiling at the men squaring up to one another. 

[color=HotPink][b]“Hey, Fellas! How’s it hanging? Look I’m not sure what the weedy boys did but I think we could all just relax and enjoy a drink. I’d be happy to buy you all a round. Maybe two if I’m feeling generous. So how about we all—Oof”[/b][/color]

Addison found herself interrupted from being slammed into the ground along with Kenji – who was rushed by the group of thugs. Smacking straight into the floor was bad enough but when the men started to brawl amongst themselves Addison found herself on the receiving end of a punch to the jaw. Not only did it hurt, it ruined her previously perfect lipgloss and that was inexcusable. Launching a punch of her own toward the idiot who decided it would be a good idea to hit her in the first place, before grabbing a hold of his arm and twisting in; the exact same maneuver she had been taught in countless classes now. It seemed that another weedy looking boy was taking on the expanding group of thugs, who decided to join in and enhance this mess even more. She watched as the man writhed in pain with plenty of satisfaction before shouting towards the rest of the useless meat sacks. 

[color=HotPink][b]“That’s it! Forget the weeds, I’m going to knock seven bells out of you shit heads! Who’s next?!”[/b][/color] 

The atmosphere in the bar suddenly changed as it dawned on the meat sacks that they’d be fighting Kenji, Ashton, the weedy looking boy she didn't know, potentially the guy that started all this, and Addison – she didn’t look especially threatening, but right now she DID seem a little crazy. Whether or not Kenji and Ashton were going to fight she didn’t know, but the men were scared enough given that Ashton has just decided to use one of them as a basketball with little effort. The guy who tackled into Kenji didn’t look like he’d had a pleasant experience either. The men decided to what drunkards do best when things don’t go their way and retreat, but Addison wasn’t prepared to let them escape that easily – picking up a nearby ashtray from a table and launching it at one of their heads. 

[color=HotPink][b]“You better hope I don’t catch any of you fuckboys in the streets!”[/b][/color] She called after them as the ashtray bounced off one of their heads with a dull thud. Addison stared the filth down as it escaped her sights before she was tapped on the shoulder by some random girl who offered her a tissue for her lip. It had escaped her attention that she’d split it when she took the punch and blood ran down her chin. 

[color=HotPink][b]“Thanks.”[/b][/color] She responded flatly as she dabbed her mouth. She should’ve just gone to Club Lush – she could’ve heard DJ Licks play, probably gotten laid and had a good night and instead, she ended up brawling in her pursuit of a handsome man. Kenji suddenly flashed into her mind and she mentally faced palmed as she turned her gaze to him.

This wasn’t exactly the sexy and mysterious image she had hoped to project onto the handsome man in the bar. 
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[@The Survivor][@LovelyAnastasia][@Silver Fox]