Anticipation

[Ethan Hawke]

"By all means join the conversation."

Ethan's annoyance about being ignored is evident. His opinion of the samuri becomes clear with his next statement.

"You're just mad because I do have one victory over you already Christopher."

He winks and scoots his chair over to accomidate the new arrivals.

"Kazue... I have to admit you are an improvement over the last girl I seen him with. No offense meant by that, but it is good to see the legend... How do I want to say it?"

It is killing him trying to be nice to the one person who he has about as much history with as his former mentor.

"Happy.."

[Sublime]

The tension between the two wrestlers was palpable; Beth glanced from one to the other with an expression of helplessness written across her features. The green eyed beauty chuckled nervously and ran her fingers through her platinum blonde hair. Miss Morte slid back into her seat beside Ethan and placed her hand supportively upon his thigh beneath the table. She smiled weakly at Pyro and Kazue, “I hate to point this out… But perhaps we could try to have a more amiable interaction. After all… we were kind enough to invite you to sit with us.”

She hoped Chris wouldn’t take her request as an attack, she merely wished to avoid the possibility of any conflict ensuing. The tattooed vixen girl glanced at Pyro’s spouse and gave her a pleading expression, hoping Kazue would also work to deflect the conversation to a more pleasant subject. Elizabeth glanced at Ethan out of the corner of her eye and saw the inward struggle he was having with keeping his cool, “So… You were telling me about your experience out of the country?”

She squeezed his thigh lightly with her hand. With her free hand she signaled the bartender, “may I please have a beer, would anybody else like something to drink?”

[Ethan Hawke]

Ethan feels Bella's hand his leg and jumps at first. "Did she just," he thinks, "wow that was unexpected.". He turns to her and leans into her ear before whispering.

"Do that again and you might need more than a drink."

He chuckles again allowing his breath to tickle her ear. He then turns back toward the newly arrived couple as he gives her leg a light squeeze to let her know he got her message.

"And yeah I got a little time over-seas. Major difference over there compared to here. Much more brutal."

[Jaggeroth/Jerry/Grimey]

-Unbeknownst to this group of eye humpers, a dark figure was leaning against the other side of the bar. A GWAR cap was hiding his eyes from the group, but his ears were locked in on the conversation. He didn't seem to out of place here inside the bar, but Chris Pyro could blow his cover at any moment.-

"Why do I always get sent on the lamest of missions?"

-The figure whispered to himself as he slowly poured a shot of filthy whisky down his gullet to savor the not so smooth flavor. Moments go by, he knew there was some flirting going on by the shrill tone Ethan Hawke was making as he talked up his game to this Belle chick, or as he knew her, victim #1.-

"Time to get into character..."

-The figure tilted his head up, revealing eyes that were naturally black around the edges from his lack of sleep to order the bartender over. He leaned in real quietly, and made his order.-

"Hey, uh. That table over there, that's some of my new co-workers over there giggling and drinking light over there. Send them a bottle of Fire Pit Whiskey, put it on my tab, and don't be surprised if that one dude with the yellow fever acts shocked..."

-The capped figure gazed around the bar, hoping no one else would come out of the woodworks to ruin his plan. He casually corrected his posture and put on a fake smile, ready to toast the four over at the table as the bartender went over with the bottle of extremely hard liquor and four chilled shot glasses.-

"Just play nice, and no one will be the wiser...."

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Kazue quietly puts her elbow into her husbands ribs, getting him to be polite.

Chris:
My apologies.

Chris leans back to listen to what Ethan has to say. He looks around the room, feeling uneasy about something. Just as he looks back to Hawke and Bella, the bartender walks over and places a Fire Pit Whiskey. Pyro grips his sword and glares at the man. He recognizes the drink as the signature drink of the Psycho King.

Chris:
Who sent this to us?

The bartender quickly scurries away as a different patron walks in. Chris scans the bar, and just catches the face of a man quickly turning away. He gets up from his seat, gripping his sword in his hand, drawing the attention of his wife. Recognizing the glare in his eyes, decides it is best to keep what she has to say between them.

Kazue:
Nanisore?(What is it?)

Chris doesn't take his eye off the man.

Chris:
Darekaga watashi no ch?i o kakete iru. Koko ni taizai shi, hokanohito ni shirasete imasen.(Someone is wanting my attention. Stay here, do not let the others know.)

Kazue returns to listening to the others as Chris walks over to the man. He puts the hilt of his sword into the spine of Jerry.

Chris:
Tell your boss I have no interest in his petty war. I refuse to take a side as I have no respect for either Jaggeroth or Wolverina. I wash my hands of GHW until that matter is settled.

[Sublime]

“Uh-“ a small squeak escapes Bella’s lips as he whispered into her ear, her visage once again taking on a most endearing shade of pink. She wasn’t sure what he had meant by that statement, unfortunately she was a bit inept in the ways of understanding innuendo, but it definitely made her feel nervous. Hot. It sure was hot in here. She gripped the front of her sundress and pulled it away from her chest, letting the air flow between her flesh and the fabric in a moment of beautiful respite from the heat that had suddenly devoured her body. Finally she returned her attention back to the group only to find a tray of drinks, of which she had most definitely not ordered, were being deposited onto the table.

“Excuse me I ordered-“ the bartender scrambled away, having been thoroughly harassed by The Canadian Samurai, “a beer….”

“Pyro!?!” He stormed away, Bella watching him stampede over to some man by the bar and shove the hilt of his sword into the fellows back. Miss Morte Gasped and covered her mouth with her hands, “Ethan!”

One of her hand broke free and pointed over to the ongoing conflict at the bar, Elizabeth then turns to Kazue, “what on Earth is he doing!?!” If he was trying to be discreet, she thought to herself, he failed horribly.

[Jaggeroth/Jerry/Grimey]

-Jerry Nate lifted up both of his hands and acted shocked at the sudden thrust of the handle into his backside, Ethan Hawke and the others at the table gave legitimate reactions of shock at Chris' sudden actions.-

"Christopher, buddy. I'm shocked. I'm only here to have a drink, is it so wrong that I pay a kindness to my new co-workers and offer them a quality liquor?"

-Pyro never let his sword's handle waiver from the Shotgun Kid's back. Bella and Ethan were looking on with glossed over eyes at the sudden actions of their table guest, ready to say something.-

"I'm here...Jaggeroth isn't here. He's back in Boston prepping for GHW's golden years. Now, I'm not in EVPW now to cause problems. I just need some extra income. I don't really care if you pick a side...but let me ask you this..."

-Jerry Nate turned around and leaned in real close to Chris's ear, his smile never fading as the table party started to stand up.-

"I don't care what side you're on, but I am not the bad guy for being on the side of my friend, my mentor."

-Jerry Nate pleaded his case to the Canadian Samurai, but his next words were that of a whisper.-

"Where do you think King Bear got the money to re-start EVPW on his own?"

-Chris stiffened up with a sudden glare of malcontent in his eyes as the sword slowly started to come from the hilt, causing Jerry Nate to return to his innoccent demeanor.-

"Hey, Buddy! I'm not looking for trouble here! I'm justbeing a nice co-worker!"
TBCB: Anyone

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Kazue stands to her feet, trying to get the other two to back down.

Kazue:
Don't get involved. Chris is serious right now, and you could accidentally draw his attention.

Chris glares at Jerry, annoyed at his words, he returns the sword to its scabbard.

Chris:
As far as GHW is concerned, I have no interest there, EVPW is my home. As to where King Bear got the money to restart this company, I do not care. If Jaggeroth gave it to him, that is fine. But my stance remains, I will defend this honour and respect in this company from any attempts of your puppets. I will leave this issue here. I do not care what you do from here on out, but you leave me, my wife and the other two be, and we will have no other issue.

Chris leaves Jerry and returns to the table, and seeing the other three reacting to what he was doing.

Chris:
My apologies, once again. Personal matter.

Kazue notices the cold look in his eyes, knowing that her husband is now in a bad mood.

Kazue:
Anata wa sore ga daij?budearu koto o kakunin shite imasu ka?(Are you sure it is alright?)

Chris nods, not wanting to concern himself any further.

[Jaggeroth/Jerry/Grimey]

-The Shotgun Kid stood his ground at the bar, smiling pleasantly over to Belle after his little exchange with Pyro a few moments ago. His eyes never leaving Belle's as the whiskey continued to flow down his throat slowly, like the burning sensation was the reward for downing the inflaming liquid. He could see Ethan Hawke playing the game way too hard, but he would wait and see if the birdy came to him first, getting some thigh wasn't a part of his mission.-

"Hey, Chris! Weapons aren't allowed in the bar, ya' weeaboo!"

-The place was starting to crowd up, Jerry's eyes scanned the area, making sure no one else would interfere with anything. A marlboro menthol was pulled from his pocket and lit up, like he didn't even care. The smoke barreled and swirled all over the place as his eyes continued to be trained on Belle. Soon, he laid down some bills and walked outside, starting to walk down the sidewalk.-

TBCB: Anyone

[Ethan Hawke]

Ethan excuses himself from the table and follows after Jerry. He does not know who the guy is, but noticing how he had been looking at Bella Hawke wants to. He gets right behind the big guy and taps him on the shoulder.

"Good Evening... And may I ask what THAT was about?"

Ethan has never really been the subtle type, but for now he is trying to stay calm, cool, and collected. He plans on going back to the table once he finishes talking to the behemoth. He raises an eyebrow while waiting for some kind of response.

OOC: Jerry & Ethan needed to interact... And serious question how'd we go from a nice talk to a cluster? lol

TBC: Anybody

[Sublime]

“It’s okay… I guess I’m still getting accustomed to the craziness…”

Bella followed Ethan’s silent retreat with a quizzical expression, her eyes then darting back to the remaining occupants apprehensively. However, she relaxed at the sight of the beautiful couple; she could tell by their mannerisms the two were truly in love, “How long have you been together?”

For now the blonde bombshell wasn’t sure of how she felt about The Canadian Samurai; though his wife was as sweet as ice cream on a summer’s day, he seemed rather hot headed and she wasn’t in any hurry to get onto his bad side. The tattooed minx placed her head in her hands and sighed deeply. She felt as if the apple of chaos had been dropped into her hands, it seemed what had begun as a leisurely stop for refreshment had evolved into a circus. She drew in a breath and released it carefully, returning her gaze to the remaining people at the table "It's been an eventful night, more so than I had expected. I could really use a cigarette, do either of you smoke?"

Miss Morte Seriously doubted that the two did anything of the sort, but she desperately wanted to feel the sweet respite of the wind on her face and smoke in her lungs. Also, she wanted to escape from this room for the time being, away from all of the random events that were dancing around her head. In all honesty the wrestling diva was about ready to disperse from this place entirely.

[Ethan Hawke]

OOC: Everyone else took their time lol

After a few minutes Ethan headed back inside the establishment and rejoins the group at the table. He shakes his head and pulls a pack of menthols out of his pocket.

"Anyone mind if I smoke?"

[Sublime]

Bella immediately brightened upon Ethan’s return, especially at his request to smoke. She shook her head vigorously, “actually, I was just asking Kazue and Pyro in they would mind if I smoked. I doubt we’re allowed to smoke in here, but I’d be happy to step outside with you to have a cigarette and of course I would be pleased If you two would join us… Though I understand if you prefer not to.”

The bartender walked over and deposited a beer upon the table, he mumbled under his breath as he left, “fucking wrestlers… causing trouble…. Disrespectful punks…”

About time, she thought to herself as she gripped her beverage and brought it up to her lips. Miss Morte chuckled lightly, ignoring the muffled complaints of the bar keep and took a generous swig of her drink. Since the tattooed minx was a bit of a light weight when it came to drinking she instantly felt the liquor warm her extremities. The shots still sat upon the table top, untouched and daring the blonde bombshell to have a taste, “so are these poisoned or something? Would it be safe to drink one?”

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Kazue and Chris stand, following Ethan and Bella. Chris looks over at the bar keep who is trying his best to not let it known that he is frustrated with their actions. When the bar keep catches the glare, he turns around.

Chris:
My apologies, Bella. I must have made you uncomfortable. That man I had the altercation with... We have some dark history with each other that I am trying to move away from. I felt I needed to deal with him before anything got worse.

Chris holds the door open for Bella and Kazue.

[Ethan Hawke]

"Thanks Chris..."

He swallows hard as the words cut at his throat. He then takes a much needed drag off his cancer stick and inhales deeply.

"Nice night out don't you think?"