Post by Leon Silverblood on May 30, 2009 14:04:01 GMT -5
Leon, hands on his knees many feet from Giddien, was catching his ragged breath and rubbing his arm. It would be alright, thank god the armlock hadn't been secured. Seeing Sarpek throw himself upon Giddien, Leon tilted his head and considered things for a moment. Then shrugged and made his way to the bar where ValJohn was already pouring him a tumbler of Leon Special- 2 parts rum, 1 part vodka, 2 more parts rum, 3 parts vodka...
"Something to replenish those electrolytes," the cook said.
Leon gave a short laugh and lifted the glass in the direction of the brawl. "To SOMEBODY gettin' their ass kicked today!" and with that, he downed half the glass. He wondered how Sarpek would fare. He looked like some sort of...knight. Sarpeksalot?
"Ee!" Leon winced as Sarpek landed, but put a fist out into the air.
"You got him right where you want him! C'mon, Sar! Get back up and thump him!"
"Something to replenish those electrolytes," the cook said.
Leon gave a short laugh and lifted the glass in the direction of the brawl. "To SOMEBODY gettin' their ass kicked today!" and with that, he downed half the glass. He wondered how Sarpek would fare. He looked like some sort of...knight. Sarpeksalot?
"Ee!" Leon winced as Sarpek landed, but put a fist out into the air.
"You got him right where you want him! C'mon, Sar! Get back up and thump him!"
