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Rajin felt the blow he received from Tibarn as his head turned to the right. Though most of the blows he received from beorc were merely feather touch to him, he felt the pain stinging in his cheek. He took a step back, but was able to hold his position well. He could feel his head throbbed a bit while his ears heard ringing for a bit. He held onto that position for a moment till his head was clear. Instead of moaning in pain, there was a smirk in his face.

"Not bad, old man. Not bad at all." Rajin smirked as he spat the floor in case his spit had blood inside. He had to admit. The old man had some punches in him. It had been over three years since he had a real fight, especially with a laguz. Speaking about the old man, his name sounded awfully familiar. Was it a name he remembered back in Tellius?

It took him a moment as he thought back of what Tibarn said. Now he remembered, he was that King Hawk of his own little island. What was he doing here? He had no clue. However, this made his day more exciting.

"Well then, Your Highness." Rajin spoke as he cracked his knuckles. His tail was twitching a bit, anxiously exciting of what was about to happen. "My apology for bothering you. Allow me to give you the royal treatment."

One minute, Rajin was just standing. The next, he tackled the chef to the counter. Food, pans, and plates crashed onto the floor as Rajin gave Tibarn another punch. Usually, laguz would be obedient when meeting the royal laguz. But not Rajin. He wasn't the type of person who walked out of a fight, especially since he was the one started. Besides, this was the King of the Hawk laguz. He wanted to know what it was like to fight against the royal laguz and he wasn't going to let that slipped by.

There were crashing and shouting being heard outside the kitchen. It wouldn't take long if others wanted to see what was going on in the kitchen. Despite that there were some strong men in the tavern, they didn't have the strength to stop the fight if the brawlers were laguz. And poor Helen. What was she to do to stop a laguz brawl? Well, if she had that special broom she used on Rajin sometimes, maybe it would stop the fight.

Clara had a smile on her face with as walked down to the dining area. Yeah she was imagining the smile that the man who was making the meals would have when he saw the letter she wrote. Maybe he would help her out? That would make her very happy. She was in a wonderful daydream untill...BAM! A loud noise was made. Clara jumped a bit and dropped her letter. She picked it up.

"What's going on?" She said to herself. There came even more loud noises. She took a few steps forward to hear what was going on. It sounded like fighting. "A fight," She said. Now fights did happen every once in a while in this place, though it normally ended up outside and they were drunken fools, but this wasn't in the norm. This was still morning almost afternoon. This wasn't good. She ran into dining area. The fight wasn't in the kitchen. She looked to see if it was outside, but there wasn't anyone out there. Clara then looked to the kitchen.

"The fighting is in the kitchen?" She thought. "I'm sure Miss Helen doesn't want people charging in there. Though the cook might be in trouble. Oh what should I do? Hmm..." She put the letter in her travel pouch and thought about it for a second. "I guess I should wait and see if they need help. Miss Helen well say if she needs it." She knew that they may need strong men and Clara wasn't a strong man. She placed her left hand on her sword, waiting to see if she might be needed. Though she was sure she wasn't.

And maybe I can get a free meal! Farina thought at the other blue haired girl's plea. The pegasus knight did have a lance.

Conveniently putting aside the fact that she knew nothing about the area, Farina leapt over the counter and charged into the kitchen area with a cry of "CHARGE!!!!"

"Hey, whatever you guys are doing, stop it or else I'll lance ya!" she yelled and then paused when she saw the scene. Two not very looking humans were in the kitchen. What the heck? Guess this place has some weird things that don't exist on Elibe. She made a face, but held her stance.

It didn't help that the larger of the two creatures was much taller than her and bigger. She was now having second thoughts, but being the headstrong person she was, she wasn't going to back down.

Joshua had been getting up to lend a bit of assistance when a blue haired feisty women beat him to the punch and kicked open the door quite dramactically. “Was that really nessacary?” He thought to himself.

It didn't stop Joshua from watching what was happening though because the women had left the door open now. And just in case this went badly for the women, (and for a moment it seemed it would) Joshua had taken Jaren's wooden sword out of its place in his sash, he’d been carrying it around with the hopes of running into the odd little fellow so far he hadn’t had any luck…. Though it wasn’t like he’d been actively searching the green haired man out.
Joshua was shaken from his thoughts when the least likely thing happened, a small women burst in and began chasing one of the large fighters out with a broom.... he now noticed the man’s tail, realizing he was Laguz. Honestly the fellow looked like he was terrified of the women and her broom so Joshua respectfully tilted his hat over his face to prevent anyone from seeing he was laughing at the guy. "Poor guy... what a blow to the old pride."


Once the tiger was chased out Joshua began walking towards the door, as always was drawn to strong fighters, so curious as to what happened as well he stepped into the kitchen, taking note of how the man was subtly trying to hide his face he closed the door after him and knelt down helping pick up the dishes.

His kindness was carefully calculated though, having been a frequenter of pubs for many years he knew that some establishments frowned on gambler's... so it was good to make friends with the staff, causing them to be less likely to toss you in the street. And if you’re going to be a regular as Joshua planned to be, it was good to know the cook and judging by the facts that this man was not only in the kitchen and sweating profusely Joshua assumed he was the cook.

“Can’t say that wasn’t entertaining, but it looks like he’s made a mess of your kitchen.” Joshua said holding up two parts of a plate.

"Whoa! Watch it!" Farina shouted when Helen nearly bowled her over. Farina managed to regain her balance, but her lance tip dropped to the level of the floor as she regained her balance.

In no time, Helen had gotten the situation under control. The pegassu knight didn't know Helen, but the woman seemed to be on the tavern staff. "Yeah...." Farina mumbled, agreeing with Tibarn's comment on the tiny lady kicking the other nonhuman looking person out.

But now, Farina had a closer look at who she presumed was the cook. Shirtless. His back had been to her before. Damn. Those sure are some nice muscles... .. of course, unless it naturally came with whatever species the man was. Other than that, she naturally didn't know who Tibarn was since she had never been to that world.

"Oh, right," Farina fumbled as she removed her lance from an offensive stance. "Eh hehe?" She laughed as she rubbed the back of her head.

Clara was snapped from her daze. She blushed a bit more because now she was embaressed. She didn't mean to stare at Tibarn. She put her right hand to her mouth, but removed her hand before she spoke.

"Oh I'm sorry Sir," She said, "I just haven't seen anything like you before. I was wondering if you needed a little bit of help cleaning the room. It's a bit of a mess." She went to pick up a few of the broken pieces and disposed of them. Then she remembered the note she wrote to him.

"Oh and sir I wrote a little note to you." She said picking up a few more things as she spoke."I wanted to tell you how much I love the food. Miss Helen said that it wasn't a good idea to talk to you face to face, so I wrote this note. Oh and you don't need to worry about making a meal for me, I already had breakfast. I've been staying here for the last few weeks." After disposing a few more things, Clara adjusted the sword on her hip to make sure it was staying on. She then went back to cleaning the kitchen.

"Well the cook isn't what I expected him to be." She thought, "He's better than what I expected. Though I do wonder, why does he have wings?"

After delivering the punch to the Hawk King, he could see that Tibarn was struggling.

"What's the matter, old man? Can't fight back?" Rajin teased as he pulled his right arm back for another punch. He knew that the Hawk King had more fight in him than what he was trying appeared to be. Was the old man trying to hold back? As his fist came, it was caught by Tibarn and the chef twisted it. Rajin let out a low hiss as Tibarn pushed him off. When he heard the Hawk King growled, Rajin narrowed his eyes.

"Ha! I've been in worse fights then this." He growled back as he getting dragged by the Hawk King. Being a frisky "cat" he was, he tried to agitated the Hawk King to fight back by throwing in punches and kicks.* But before they were to go to the back alley, the kitchen door opened to reveal a beorc woman with the lance, followed by everyone.

Seeing that the Hawk King was distracted, Rajin pulled his wrist from him. Rubbing the soreness from his wrist, Rajin was ready to strike the Hawk King.

Unfortunately, he felt a broom smacking down on his head by Helen. Usually, being hit with a broom by a beorc didn't faze him much. But the broom Helen was using was different. As soon as the broom hit him, his nostril took a scent from the broom.

"Augh! Ma!" Rajin roared out before receiving another smack in the face. He could still smell that foul scent from the broom. He thought that wrenched scent of Alex's cologne was already gone, which he broke the bottle two years ago and cleaned it up. How strong was this cologne?

"But Ma-" Rajin tried to explain before dodging the woman's swing. Unfortunately, he could still smell that wrenched scent. Unable to breathe well and tried to dodge Helen's broom attacks, Rajin ran outside. He needed fresh air to breathe. He would grab the broom from Helen and break it in half, but he didn't want to hurt her either. Once outside, Rajin ran to the drainpipe and climbed up to the roof, trying to avoid that awful scent of the broom.

"Damnit Ma, I was only trying to have fun." Rajin shouted as he looked down at Helen. He could still see her waving her broom at him. However, he could still smell that awful scent on him. Argh! He needed to take a bath to get rid of the scent.

Rajin could hear Helen yelling at him to go back in and apologize to the cook, informing him that it was wrong of him to have fun with the new cook. The tiger laguz let out a long sigh as he sat cross-legged and rubbed the back of his neck. Damn, he didn't mean to cause trouble for Helen over this. He knew quite well that it was his fault, but who could blame him over his pride?

"Fine. I'll go and apologize to the old man." Rajin shouted down. "And I'm sorry for causing a mess in your kitchen, Ma. I'll pay you back for the damage I've done. Now can you put that damn broom away? I don't want it stinking up my air when I get down."




* [I would have Rajin cease his fighting and walk to the alley back to continue his fight, but I saw that you wrote he was throwing punches and kicks. Please don't try to puppet his actions. Thank you.]