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 Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 9:10 pm
*Luke sees only red. This guy is drunk, but so is Luke. The two brawl out in the street, with Luke not even realizing what he's doing. Luke pounds a fist right into Aaron's face.*
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 9:16 pm
Blood sprays across Aaron's pretty boy face as he noses breaks. The man comes back with a punch to the shortribs and pull back to return the favor in the face.
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 9:18 pm
Oh my goodness!
:::She follows them right out, and sees that blood has started to spill:::
NO! :::Cora is tired of dancing around them, she finally reaches right in, and writhes her way between them, not caring that it's an obvious display of strength. She holds them both away from one another as though they're just really big todlers quarreling for a toy:::
STOP IT!
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 9:28 pm
*Luke is held back by Cora against his will. Taking a hit in the chest hasn't affected him yet. He watches Aaron go down, clutching his nose. Luke shouts.* You want to touch my cousin? Huh, you ********' pervert? You get the ******** down!
*The fight doesn't last long. The bouncers are running after them now. One big guy grabs Luke back by the arms.* "Yo. Yo, man. Back off. Just let it go. Just let it go."
*Luke fights, but he's no match for the guy behind him who could double as Donovan McNabb. Luke's face is bright red. He shouts to the guy, drunk and angry as hell.* You stay the ******** down!
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 9:31 pm
:::Cora starts pleading with the bouncer to be more careful with Luke, he's sustained injury and according to her requires medical assistance as soon as possible, as does the other man...:::
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 9:36 pm
Aaron snarls and spits blood in Luke's face. He calms a bit with the tank holding onto him, but not much. He'll be lucid in a second, probably.
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 9:39 pm
*Luke turns and the blood hits his cheek.*
*growls* "Son of a b***h!"
*He goes apeshit, but Donovan's got a grip. Eventually, Luke gets the message and calms the ******** down.*
*He's not really calm though. He's breathing hard. His heart's racing. It's a good thing Donovan's got muscle, cuz Luke still wants to beat the ever-loving s**t out of the guy across from him.*
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 9:42 pm
Luke! Calm down!
:::She grabs him by the shoulders, because his arms were behind his back thanks to the bouncer:::
Luke...! Look at me! Why did you DO that?!
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 9:46 pm
*Luke's eyes are capital 'O's of "what the ********---- Cora! *as if she didn't know* That a*****e went after you!m What the ******** was I -supposed- to do?!
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 9:50 pm
:::She kept her hands there on his shoulders:::
I was taking care of it, Luke! I've been trained to handle physical dispute... remember?? :::She glanced quickly up at Donovan, to see that he wasn't too interested in their conversation:::
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 9:54 pm
*Luke shakes his head.* No. Cora, it doesn't work that way.
*Doesn't she get it? She's a chick! She is a female; she is vulnerable. And god help whoever lays a hand on her. That's just the way it works!*
*Jesus, he's still FURIOUS. His body is rigid with anger. He could just KILL that ******** guy. Jesus..... Luke looks down. He has to get a hold of himself. He's got to get a grip...*
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 10:00 pm
Luke...!
:::She puts her arms around his neck, disregarding Donovan:::
:::Cora speaks quietly now that she's so close. She realizes she's a little hoarse from all the shouting, but speaks past it:::
Luke, why did you go and get yourself hurt like this...? You know that he couldn't have hurt me...
:::She had a point...earlier that day, Luke watched Honda vs. Cora, and Cora quite clearly won:::
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 10:07 pm
*Luke lets out a long breath through his teeth. He stares past Cora, past the guy, past everything.... *
*He doesn't answer her.*
*For the first time, Luke realizes how uncomfortable the iron arms around him are. He shuffles a little and says in an increasingly calm tone.* It's cool. It's cool..... I'm done. It's cool.
*It takes a few seconds. Donovan - who didn't like the situation any better - carefully, cautiously lets Luke go.* "Alright... I'm gonna let you down. You try anything, and I'm back."
*Luke nods.* "It's alright. It's cool..."
*The arms drop. Luke relaxes. Finally, he answers Cora in a murmur.* "Because nobody goes after you, alright?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 10:10 pm
:::Cora tightens her grip on him:::
Luke...
:::she doesn't know what to say...that or she's too buzz-killed to think:::
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 7:49 pm
** A police car pulled slowly up to the sidewalk outside the bar and a police officer slowly stepped out. He was a tall, slightly overweight man, with receding red hair, cropped close to his head and a bland look of boredom pasted all over his face. He lazily strolled over to the bouncer at the door and after a few words, looked over at where the crowd was starting to gather, and sauntered over that way**
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