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After a long day of lazing away and smoking some dope, Jamal decided it was time to eat something and hopefully put the slight hangover he had at bay. He was freshly showered, wearing a clean pair of dark grey jeans and a black tank, and once again had most if not all his bling in proper order.

When he came into the cafeteria, he had not been anticipating a fight of any kind and especially not one between two of the women villagers. Once he saw who was involved, however, he wasn't -that- surprised.

"Oh jesus ********' god," he muttered. Did he really want to get involved in this? This...was vaguely entertaining in a way. Nothing like a good catfight to bring more joy to an already promising day. However, he felt the fight was somewhat unfair, being that Joli had claws and while Antony was an animal of another sort, he wasn't sure that she'd match up well against claws and fangs. He didn't want to see damage inflicted on the goods, that was sure.

Against his better judgement, he moved in to intervene, trying to get between them both by clasping a hand firmly on the wrist of either woman to try and stop them from landing another blow. "A'ight you two, knock it da ******** off b'fo ya get too much blood on da floor. Gawd damn, I ain't gonna be cleanin' it up," he muttered in a level tone, not really attempting to make a joke. He didn't want the cafeteria trashed as it would suck if the Doc decided they didn't need it, just like he decided they didn't need the alcohol at the beach bar.

Antony sneered at both her and Jamal. Like hell she was going to let a man intervene. She didn't need his help. <******** you cuntface!" The woman hissed, fighting against Jamal's grip as well as the lizard's. If Jamal wanted to stop this, he would have to forcefully drag her off the b***h.

So without further adieu, Antony forcefully brought her knee up and into the girl in front of her. She could care less where it landed by now.

Joliette didn't take too well to orders but she did loosen her claws, her yellow tongue flicked and she smelled the blood in the air from the punctures her claws had made, she would fully let go only when Antony did, she didn't even notice where Antony's kick may have landed

Jamal's eyes watered painfully as he staggered forward with Antony's swift movement to jerk her hand away from Joli. He let her wrists go and immediately dropped them down to his crotch, hunching forward slightly as though it would help the pain spread to other parts of his body. It didn't, however.

He sucked in a sharp breath and resisted the urge to make another squeal and instead let off a slew of cursing that would have made a sailor blush.

At least the two girls were seperated. He wasn't sure if he could do anything more at this point, thanks to his delicate condition.

Antony ignored lizardgirl entirely and watched Jamal with a horrified expression plastered onto her face. A quick intake of air with her jaw shut made a sort of hissing noise as she winced with the curse words, not because they offended her, but because her chances of fixing this were looking slimmer and slimmer.

Reaching out tenatively and slowly as if approaching an injured animal, Antony cautiously placed the hand attached to the bleeding arm on his shoulder. "I didn't me... Sorry."

It was all she could really do for the time being.

Joliette turned and clumped tot he counter and found a dishtowel that had been left there and went to the salad bar and scooped some ice that was there into it. bunching hte top she walked back tot he pair and held it out to Jamal. "Here... might help" she said her yellow tongue flicking out and in at hte end of the sentence

Jamal didn't dare look to see what Joli had in her hand, fearing it might be something that he really didn't want near his already bruised nether region. God damn, he was going to demand Moreau send him a sports cup for the next time he decided to get in between two ladies intent on causing great bodily injury to each other.

He did take the opportunity to lean into her shoulder to steady himself, then absently thought she smelled good whilst he was there.

The black man didn't stay there too long, as the pain was slowly ebbing into a persistant throb instead of a knee-shattering, make-you-cry-like-a-baby stabbing pain, and again stood up shakily.

"Well. Lets not do dat again, yeah?" he managed, trying hard not to make it come off as he was pissed, because he wasn't pleased. Who would be in that situation.