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- Posted: Thu, 31 Jan 2013 18:20:41 +0000
Bishop listend contently to Cici's opinions and suggestion. He would have to chit chat with the cow girl about her choice. Originally, he began fighting for a cause, and when the cause became pointless, he did it for survival. Past that point, he still fights for survival, though his life style had become acustomed to enjoying it as well. He was a sadomasochist at best. His back tattoo reading ACHERON was a testament to that. The River of Pain. He enjoyed giving the pain more than recieving it, though his extreme threshold for it made it tolerable enough to seem as if he liked it. Taking the fresh beer from Cici, he would lean in and kiss her tenderly before sipping from the premium Gaian Lager and enlightened her to his thoughts.
"Tha'd be a good idea. Have The Doc on stand by for the losers would be wise. But the winners of matches won' get patched up unless they break somethin or are in danger of bleedin' out. This tournament will be like chain fighting in a way."
He stood for a moment in thought, his eye looking to the table where Ushiko could be found. But before he could do anything about speaking with her, Raven had ordered a round for all, and Quan expressed his needing a drink. To hell with age! 18 year olds could get a drink here. The Russian Meta didn't card anyone. He was in this for the money. It wasn't his fault or problem if some young punk stepped in here and developed any kind of problem. Besides, he felt like if one was old enough to fight or go to jail, they were simply old enough to drink. If they were old enough to fight in wars, they were old enough to drink. The thug had been drinking since he was young himself. Something that passed down through his blood line. Russian and alcoholism just seemed to go together.
"A'ight! Looks like er'ybody is gettin' some free whiskey!"
Snatching up a fre bottles from the bar, he placed one with Quan and Raven with two shot glasses, he did the same for Jay and Hideo, and the thrid bottle was left to idle on the bar top for the other brawlers sitting around. If necessary he would supply more, but no more than Raven's money covered. One that note he would release the highest pitched whistle he could muster, not having his breath abilities anymore made this a lot less effective than before, but it snatched attention none the less. Once she looked up, Bishop would signal Ushiko to come see him behind the bar. Though as she approached he would dip into the kitchen, merely waiting for her to pass through the door before they would speak in private about her decision.