Puppy needs a chew toy

[shackledpuppy]

Characters: Danny, Ganondorf, Cale, Reno, Kevas and Ironhide [open with permission]
Location: Sergei's Bar and Grille
Date: present
Rating: PG-16 for violence yo

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[messyturk]

Reno's fingers tapped on the surface of a table, bored. Other than surveying the communicator lines and bothering a few people there was little here to do other than sit and drink.

He was begining to think Tseng had fallen off the side or in to a hole or something, having not heard from him in a while but... Tseng had always done his thing and really as long as there wasn't a body Reno knew he was alive somewhere.

He barely noticed the two new arrivals to the bar. It was a bar, people were bound to come along now and again.

[acosmiccastaway]

Cale could care less about the other people at the bar today. There was that red headed guy, who Cale could care less about, and the other weird looking alien. Cale ended up not too far from him, but not close enough for conversation. He was mostly staring down at his drink, wondering how the hell it had come to this. Playing games with that guy. Horseback riding and going out to dinner with some backwards royal hick from the land time forgot. What in the hell was wrong with him?

He was getting too comfortable here. Maybe it was time to just avoid people. Wait it out until he got home. Maybe there were some tech manuals in the library he could study.

[pimp_hat]

Kevas needed this. The meager offerings brought to him by his friends were enough to tide him over while he was in the clinic but after spending a day in that uncomfortable bed while his side and stub were throbbing, he needed to drink until he passed out.

He barely paid any attention to the others in the bar as he plowed through bottle after bottle of whatever he could get his hand on. An attempt to dull the pain wasn't the only reason he was here. Just when did he become this pathetic? Was he really so useless without his equipment, or was he just losing his touch? He wasn't sure which of those were worse. Perhaps it was because he was worrying so much about everyone he left behind on Azeroth. Whatever the reason, Kevas knew one thing. He really needed another drink.

[destinedtorule]

Each step Ganondorf took toward Sergei's was heavy with purpose and determination. Zelda's death had done a marvelous job of rousing his anger and getting him to snap wouldn't really be all that hard. Reno had gotten him to snap. And now Ganondorf was on a warpath. He didn't care what it took, so long as destruction occurred.

Unfortunately, he would not be able to tear Reno to pieces on his own. No it would never do to be in the brig at the same time as Ridley. Because he intended to take down his target the minute he was aware he had been released.

That's where Danny came in. The boy was an obedient dog, followed him without question. If only he could invoke that kind of obedience in his followers back home. With a shove, he threw the doors to Sergei's open. He wasn't entirely sure which one of them was the man he had spoken to earlier. So he turned to Danny, reaching for the collar to remove it.

"Get. Them."