Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26543176-20140205062423/@comment-24147026-20140303030542

Neil simply shrugged at the turn of events, his plan for a organized fight going out the window. However, another fight was brewing between one of the students and the sole woman in the varied group. "Screw it." He said to no in particular, throwing his hands up in exasperation with the situation.

Walking back inside, he took a seat close to the bartender. He got out his wallet and slipped Vermont the lien he owed him. "Hey, give me one more of your specialty drinks." One more drink than he was going to leave the bar, cut his losses while he was still conscious and ahead.