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Post by Sentenza Hoshizuki on May 13, 2011 14:56:28 GMT -5
Sentenza sighed as he leaned against a wall, pressing a bag of ice against his eyes. As usual, he seemed totally emotionless and relaxed. He wore his normal manner of dress, though it looked a little disheveled. The reason for all this being that he had just thrown someone out . . . who actually knew how to punch. Most people were just hammered and couldn't control themselves, or were scared sh*tless by Sentenza and ran out themselves. The guy Sentenza had thrown out was just a macho jerk, to the extreme.
Sentenza impassively watched the crowd, externally seeming like he didn't care and was just trying to make money, but was diligently watching the crowd for any trouble makers. Sentenza tended not to put up with the crap that happened when people got drunk, part of the reason he had this job, he was great at making the club just a little bit safer. Until someone felt drunk and vengeful and decided to do something punishable by criminal law to either him or the club. Sentenza found the job fulfilling, he had a natural impulse to protect people and tried to resolve conflicts nonviolently, though when alcohol was involved, that was never an easy task.
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Post by leonaidas on May 25, 2011 15:20:12 GMT -5
A grin on the tanned males face as he dragged a rather unwilling friend out drinking with him. Oh yes. Leo was going to make sure his best buddy was going to get wasted possibly hook up with a girl and then? Well everything would probably go downhill from there.
An arm around the other's shoulders Leo adjusted his shades with his other hand.
"Look I promise you I won't do anything stupid this time okay? I won't get us thrown out annnnd it'll be fun~" A chuckle as he walked on and then tilted his head to one side the blue hair flopping over his shades at one side. Garnet eyes hidden behind those huge red shades he was so fond of. A pair of jeans on and attached to his belt? The empty sheath he always carried with him.
Grinning as he paid for both himself and Mugen to get in he dragged the other over to the bar instantly. Ordering them two beers before he noticed the guy with ice pressed to his face.
"Wow looks like someone got in to a fight. You okay dude? Want me to buy you a drink or something?" Yes Leo could be an obnoxious ass but he was a good guy and of course noticing that someone was hurt? He responded accordingly. At least he and Mugen had something in common personality wise, they both cared about people.
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Mugen Sentoriu
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Post by Mugen Sentoriu on May 25, 2011 17:08:52 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][cs=2][atrb=style, width: 450px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i52.tinypic.com/mbsa4h.jpg); background-color: #171717; border-radius: 50px; 50px; 50px; 50px; -moz-border-radius: 50px; 50px; 50px; 50px, bTable] Carry on my wayward son | | Oh fun how fun as it were! Two friends going out on the town, after a long and stressful day of dear nice, college, a little R&R was required. However, that was for everyone else, this was Mugen's and Leo's case.
Their case was more troublesome, than fun itself, well for Mugen that is, Leo would be having a ball.
He felt ever so badly that only misfortune would befall upon them, instead of good fun and cheer. Though, Mugen's never been a fan of alcohol himself, thinking it was flat immoral and not needed as such; sure, sometimes drinking helped every now and then, but not too much to go over board. These two, mostly Leo, they have done exactly that, and it had gotten so bad, to the point of those two being kicked out.
In response to best comrade's enthusiasm, and over-confidence, Mugen's worries from Leo's past mistakes seemed to drive him to see if he can even persuade the brute, like that ever worked before.
"Leo. . .I don't have time for this, I need to study and 'YOU' need to cut back a bit." As expected, it wouldn't work on him, so he thought maybe just this 'time' things would go without a hitch and go all smooth sailing, if only Mugen can truly believe that.
Mugen made his way into the showboating bar known as, The Joker, with Leo taking the helm for the direction. It was nice place, a good place where people seemed to flock over into, however, where's there is a crowd, there'd be chaos at times.
Upon arriving to the bar stand, he awaiting the order of Leo had made and the bartender to arrive with their beverages, but awaiting drink would be the only thing that's going to occur. There was a man, seemingly wounded from a past incursion. Was it mugging, or something else entirely?
Perhaps, it would seem 'right' of Mugen to check this person out for anything out of ordinary, but it would seem Leo has beaten him to the punch on that topic, by going over to him first. An ease of his mind would come to pass by then, as he carefully observed the man's wounds, and then he too, would go over to Leo's side on his 'own' curiosity as to what happened to this poor man.
"What's going on, Leo?" He would have asked by reaching his goal at that point.
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Post by Sentenza Hoshizuki on May 25, 2011 17:40:19 GMT -5
Sentenza titled his head a little as Leo and Mugen entered the club. Sunglasses in doors, at a night club no less, it seemed both fit the setting, and at the same time seemed entirely illogical, at least Sentenza thought so.
Sentenza couldn't help but note the distress that the companion of the guy in sunglasses seemed to be in as they entered the club. He definitely seemed as if he had simply be dragged along by the sunglasses guy.
Sentenza's attention came into focus as the guy in the sunglasses spoke to him. "I'm fine. It's just a hazard of the job . . . and I don't drink." Sentenza's said this without a shred of emotion coming to his face. This guy seemed like he might be trouble overall with his general attitude. Leo seemed as though he might cause problems once he got enough alcohol in him. Sentenza shared Mugen's overall opinion of alcohol, and wans't opposed to a drink every now and then, but mostly worried about the livers of the people that he saw coming into the bar to drink on a regular basis. Excessive alcohol could be a real bitch later in life.
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Post by leonaidas on Jun 2, 2011 9:39:48 GMT -5
"Leo. . .I don't have time for this, I need to study and 'YOU' need to cut back a bit." Leo heard the words he just ignored them point blank. Talking like that with Leo was NEVER going to work! Mugen knew that so it was a hell of a feeble attempt.
PSHAW! Least he has a reason to say 'Leo did it' he did try but he faaaaaaiiillllled!!!!!!!! The words in Leo's head as he'd dragged Mugen in the place.
As Leo stood there waiting for the man's response he tilted his head to one side.
"I'm fine. It's just a hazard of the job . . . and I don't drink." Okay so the guy didn't drink, kudos to him for not touching the booze, at the mention of the words hazard of the job Leo instantly assumed the guy was a bouncer or something. Lifting a hand to the shades Leo pulled them off his eyes now exposed for all their crimson glory.
"If you say sooo~ Though if you need any help when I'm around? Feel free to gimme a yell. Don't worry though I don't plan on causing any trouble, would have done a couple of years back but I learned the hard way that getting your ass whooped by bouncers ain't very cool, especially when you're so drunk that you can barely think let alone stand, and you think you're some sort of warrior king from the Spartan age." Leo chuckled before he grabbed his beer from the counter and perched on a seat near where the vaguely emo looking guy was.
"Name's Leo by the way nice to meet you and this is my trusty sid-" He'd have finished the sentence but he was interrupted and he frowned at Mugen for a split second.
"What's going on, Leo?"
"The dude was doing his job and's a bit worse for wear 'cause of it. Anyways as I was saying this guy, he's my best buddy, name's Mugen." With introductions aside he leaned back of the counter, allowing Mugen enough room to survey the guy's wounds more if he really wanted to.
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