Returning to my dorm I cant help but admire my new pistols. Black .45s with an engraving that looks like cracks causing the weapon to bleed a glowing silver substance. I release the pistols and they retreat back into my sleeves, an upgrade that I borrowed from a movie that I'm rather fond of. As I approach my dorm room I hear an ungodly racket coming from with in. I storm in and find Granite and Rust just about trying to kill each other. "What the hell is going on here!?" I demand. "See, I told ya the Warden would be pissed" Taupe says, not looking up from her book. "S/he started it!" They both state in unison. "Like a bunch of children" I say annoyed. "Okay we need to do something together as a team so we don't end up killing each other" As if on cue there is a knock on the door. I open the door and see Yang and Blake standing in the doorway, Blake looking slightly bored. "I was gonna drag Blake down to juniors so I'd have a drinking buddy, but you all seem like you could use a break too." Well that could work, that and I could use a drink right now. "Okay I'll get everyone ready, this better not end badly though" "It won't be boring, I can promise you that." "You're not filling me with confidence Ms Xaio Long." She sticks out her tongue and leave with blake. "Well guys were going to a seedy bar in some shady part of town." "Oh joy." says Taupe sarcastically. "I could use a drink" Rust says rubbing his head. "I'll out drink all of you" Granite states triumphantly.
We follow the directions yang gave me and arrive at a location considerably nicer than I was expecting. I was sort of expecting a speedy mafia type joint but its got more of a nightclub vibe. I'm not really a fan of the club scene but fuck it, I'll do it for the team. Not long after we arrive Yang shows up with Blake in tow. The bartender looks visibly distraught after spotting our comrades. "Hey Yang, Whats with Junior?" "He's probably still annoyed that I wrecked the place a few weeks ago." "...What!?" "It was his goons that started it." "So this is a mob bar?" "Junior is mostly harmless." "This better not end badly." "I give you my word I won't start anything." I begrudgingly accept and we find a table. Soon were knocking back drinks and just having a good time. About an hour in Yang drags Blake onto the dance floor, Taupe and Granite join them. I decide to get some real drink Rust and I. About halfway through the bottle I hear some glass shatter and the sounds of combat. Yang and Blake are Fighting with two woman, twins? Soon goons begin pouring out the woodwork. Ah for fucks sake. I grab the bottle by the neck and approach one of creeps. With a solid crack I break the bottle over the back of his head. He drops to the floor with a thud. "So you've decided to join in the fun?" Yang calls out. "I don't care who started it were fuckin ending it." "Fine by me." "Just no guns please" The bartender cries out, visibly distraught. I shuffle over to the DJ and hand him a stack of bills with a list of songs. There is the sound of records switching over, and the venue is filled with the sound of Ballroom Blitz. I rush into combat tackling one fool and knocking him out with a solid punch to the face. Someone tries to get behind me but is intercepted by Granite. She lifts him overhead and tosses him into the shelves behind the bar. We hear a terrified sound from behind the bar. I focus my semblance and find that theres about twelve guys, and the twins. I'm pretty sure Yang and Blake can handle them so we'll focus on the foot soldiers. I grab one from behind and turn him towards Taupe who delivers a swift roundhouse that barely misses me. I turn to see Rust attempting to couple one guys head with a bar table "Try not to kill anyone." I call out. He immediately drops the goon. I activate my bracers, metal begins slowly encasing my hands, an update that Ruby suggested. I guess its kind of cheating bringing steel knuckles to a bar fight, but I couldn't care less right now. I proceed to throw a right hook that lands with a sickening crunch dropping the guy. I then duck avoiding a chair being swung at me by another fool before punching him in the stomach. I push him through taupe who grabs him and drags him across the bar creating a cacophony of shattering glass. The fight goes on for a few more minutes. When all is said and done there's a few more on the ground than I originally counted, almost double that. I look at the mess that was made and cant help but feel sorry for the owner, clearly his employees don't listen very well. I send the team away with Blake and Yang. Im going to stay behind and try to help with this mess. I grab a broom and help with the broken glass, upright the tables, move some of the unconscious goons somewhere safe. I order one last drink before paying the tab, I pay double just because I feel bad for him. As I leave I swear I hear him muttering some thanks. Yang was right, this night wasn't boring.
(Authors note, This one took me a while as I'm running out of ideas, I am really enjoying this though I'm ending up with jdeas that don't fit with the story im trying to tell. I'm planning on continuing with Argent as a character, but im not sure the fate of this story. I would like to continue after a short break though.)
