Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20140703144312/@comment-26543176-20141120091912

Vermont saw her getting ready to start throwing punches. . . Or energy blasts, who knew with people these days. The tension in the room was so damm thick you could cut it with a knife, but he, shattered it more like. Lightly vaulting over the bar, he stepped in front of her and pushed her away slightly.

"Mhhmm, well then this is interesting, now then, I'd like to ask the lady to move aside as I do not tolerate fighting in my bar, however assuming you sorry fools read the plaque on the door, you know  that I will fight for her. Let me tell you this, you picked the wrong place to pick a fight in."

Game Changer was in Vermont's hand spinning at a rapid pace, the carvings on his shoes begun to glow with a pale light. Moving towards the men Vermont walked up to the one who was clearly in charge.

"Now then, I will ask you once, get out of my bar, or else."

The fellow was about to respond with another taunt when GC detonated on his collarbone breaking it, while his kneecap was shattered by a kick. Leaving him screaming on the ground Vermont turned to his companions. Blinking behind one he wacked on the side of the head before kicking him out the open doors. Looking back he did the same to two more before they started to catch on. Catching a sword stroke he unloaded with the rifle into the gut of one knocking him out of the bar while the others begun to realize that maybe taking on Vermont wasn't a good idea.

"You see, this is my bar, and she is my guest, you do not come into my bar, and try to hurt my guests, AM I UNDERSTOOD?"

Faces draining of blood the others dragged their leader away, apologizing profusely as they ran from the bar. Turning back to her Vermont sighed. This had been a long night, and was only going to get longer by the looks of it.