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Post by guraff on Feb 3, 2009 12:45:14 GMT -8
Rook fell to the ground and felt something break over his back. "Takes more than that," he muttered. Then he and Ryan devolved into throwing punches on the floor. After a few blows, Rook rolled away, stood up, and grabbed a lamp hanging from the ceiling above a table. He ripped it out of the roof and swung it around like a flail. Then he aimed a blow straight at Ryah.
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Post by Iwirt 1655/Visser 24 on Feb 3, 2009 12:55:34 GMT -8
Ryan took the blow from the lamp and hit the ground hard. He found himself under a table. Getting up, he saw some guy hiding, curled up in a ball, shaking. Ryan snatched him up and chunked the poor soul at Rook. He took off full speed,and threw his entire body weight into Rook.
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Post by guraff on Feb 3, 2009 15:18:57 GMT -8
Rook, despite his size, was knocked to the ground, and he dropped his flail. He lumbered to his feet and cracked his neck. Then he picked up the man who had made the mistake of getting involved, lifted him over his head, and threw him like a rag doll. He landed behind the bar, shattering bottles. "Mind your own damn business."
Rook turned back to Ryan. "I don't need any kind of weapon to deal with you. Come on, tiny man. I'll break you in half!" Then Rook rushed at Ryan.
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Post by Iwirt 1655/Visser 24 on Feb 4, 2009 4:04:26 GMT -8
Ryan stood to his feet and watched as Rook tossed the man over the bar, destroying bottles. "Aw...not the liquor...." Ryan stretched, also cracking his neck. Ryan had a little bit of knowledge in the realm of fighting, he wasn't just some thug. He was trained. Rook rushed at him, and Ryan was taken to the ground. "You should've known Visser 24's host would have tricks up his sleeve," Ryan muttered. He reached into his pocket, which had the bottom taken out, and pulled out the Dracon beam that was in a holster strapped to his leg. "Let's see you snap me in half, now... With that, he leveled it right at Rook...
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Post by guraff on Feb 4, 2009 7:12:23 GMT -8
Rook laughed. "Should've known you couldn't do it without a little help. A coward like you wouldn't actually get himself in a fight he couldn't win. People like you make me think that maybe Guraff's not so bad. So do it. Pull the trigger." Rook spread his arms. Better to die a slave than live a coward. So do it. And then everyone in the Empire will know you're not good enough to do it on your own." Rook was pretty sure Ryan wouldn't shoot him. If there was one thing he cared about, since apparently his race and his freedom didn't matter, it was his pride. Rook was sure of it.
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Post by Iwirt 1655/Visser 24 on Feb 4, 2009 8:48:35 GMT -8
Ryan's face had a sick grin. He aimed his Dracon Beam point blank at Rook, ready to fire. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something behind the bar move. That guy they had thrown around. He had seen and heard too much, so Ryan turned and shot him. TSEEEW! The man's lifeless body dropped like a dead weight. Then, turning back to Rook, he drew back and backhanded him across the mouth with the Dracon beam. TSEEW! It went off on impact, leaving a huge hole in the wall of the bar.
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Post by guraff on Feb 4, 2009 13:33:08 GMT -8
Guraff stumbled back a bit, bleeding from the mouth. The blast from the Dracon beam made him stumble a little more, and for a moment he couldn't see. When his sight cleared, though, he saw a gaping hole in the wall. "You wanna make holes in the walls? Fine; let's see which makes a bigger hole. That little toy of yours or your body." Rook advanced towards Ryan, fully meaning to break either the wall or the host. He would be happy with either outcome.
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Post by Iwirt 1655/Visser 24 on Feb 4, 2009 13:42:53 GMT -8
"Let's see you try..." Ryan said as he advanced on Rook. Then, ten Hork-Bajir Controllers rushed onto the scene and separated them, five to each man, and restrained them. "The hosts of Guraff 427 and Visser 24 should know better than this. Take both of them back to the Yeerk Pool. No one should know of the Yeerks being connected to this," one of them said. Then he looked at Ryan. "You should know better than to start a fight. Especially with GURAFF'S host! You of all people! Visser 24 will not be happy..." "I think he WILL be..." The Hork-Bajir glared. "WHAT is your problem, Ryan?" Ryan couldn't resist the opening for a joke. "Well, I'm an alcoholic. I'm addicted to nicotine, not cigarettes, those little patches. I'm a compulsive liar, compulsive gambler, and compulsive eater. Especially tacos. I think it started during my little stint in Berut a few years ago. The alcohol, not the tacos..."
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Post by guraff on Feb 4, 2009 13:55:40 GMT -8
One Hork-bajir took each of Rook's limbs, with the fifth one leading them. "Why the hell would you think it's a good idea to start a barfight with Visser Twenty-Four's host?" the lead Hork-bajir demanded. As an afterthought, he added, "Without Guraff in your head."
"Because I'm as tall as you are, ya goddamned Hork-riding, Kandrona-sucking, brain-stealing, sludge-loving, grub-humping, pool-swimming, Visser-screwing, shit-sucking, Council-fuc-" Rook cut off as the lead Hork-bajir pressed a button that activated his shock bracelet.
"So this is why Guraff doesn't let you come out to play. Someone put his 'baby-sitter' in his ear and let's get home. I don't want to be the one to have to explain this to anyone. Someone's going to die for this, and it's not going to be me."
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Post by Iwirt 1655/Visser 24 on Feb 4, 2009 14:00:27 GMT -8
"Let go of me...I can do it myself..." Ryan said, walking back of his own free will. "Right..." the same Hork-Bajir said. "You just got out of surgery, and what do you do? Fighting Guraff's host...." Ryan chuckled, "What else is there to do?" He went back to the Yeerk pool, and was re-infested. <Ryan, Ryan, Ryan...WHAT'D YOU DO THAT FOR???> Iwirt raged once back in Ryan's head. <What're you so mad for? I went toe to toe with Guraff's host!> <I'm not mad you fought Rook...I'm mad that you fought him...WITHOUT ME!!!!!> Ryan mentally laughed as Iwirt retook control and went about his business as Visser 24.
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