Allura took a step back as well as the man with the disgusting habits walked over to the throwing board. She then focused on what Akira was saying to her and managed to miss the man's throw. Not that it was that important to her. She knew that the real challenger that she was truly going against was standing right beside her and was a lot less disgusting than the other guy. She was so busy listening to Akira's fool proof plan on how to beat the losers that she barely heard the guy when he called to them. The comments that followed after that only managed to make her blush and the angel bit her lip slightly, trying to keep herself from hiding under the nearest table. Yeah, this was something that she would have to get used to.

Allura was still recovering from her initial embarrassment but looked up when Akira stepped up to throw his own knife. The angel found herself staring at him as he took a comfortable yet powerful stance. The way his head and arms were positioned would result in a bull's eye if that was what he was aiming for. Much to her surprise, he landed in the space behind her own when Allura was positive that he could've done much better. "We'll let them think they're going to win for one more round before smoking them." The angel said with a competitive grin on her face. Moments later, someone cleared their throat behind them.

"We'll do it." The more sober one declared, holding out his own bag that was significantly smaller than Akira's but Allura figured that he had other money hidden somewhere on him. "I'll go first then...I'll show them." His drunken partner called as he pulled out another knife and stepped in front of the throwing board. He then took a quick swig of his drink before tossing his knife with no regard for accuracy at all. The weapon flew and nearly stabbed a nearby woman in the head. She gave him a very angry look with which he responded to with a slight shrug and shuffled to the side to drink some more.

"That'll be hard to beat." The angel murmured under her breath and retrieved another knife from her leg strap. She then took up a stance that was very similar to the same one that she had seen Akira do only moments before. However, he releasing of the knife was not as accurate as his as she was only able to move up a ring and a half from where he first knife had been. "Oh darn," She mumbled to herself then turned to the other drunken man. "I think it's your turn now." The angel said with a smirk; she couldn't let him know that she didn't necessarily like where her own knife had landed.