Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-37644598-20181216195420/@comment-37644598-20181217183604

"Well, I don't remember making any bet with you. Maybe I was drunk at the time." A smirk crosses Qrow's face. "But the rules of the bet i did make say you have to be a Huntsman, or equal. And you're not fooling anyone. I mean seriously, who bundles up, and then puts on sandals? Am I right, folks?"

The crowd has mixed reactions to that statement. It's clear that a few of them recognise Koray; maybe they've been to a show of his, maybe he's robbed them.

Nevertheless, everyone senses that a fight is immenent. The crowd clears in a circle formation. A few folks are placing bets and the stand/store owners are closing up shop, just in case.

"Hm," Qrow grunted, "We're practically being cheered on. Eh, go ahead, take a swing. What's the worst that could happen?" He shifts his feet, and reaches behind his back.