Always the Good Guy (OTA, Tag Ranger)
"What did you call me?" A burly, raven-haired man grabbed the collar of a thin, red-headed man and pulled him forward. They had been playing pool and it looked like the burly man in leather had lost. He didn't look pleased. The red-head smirked, "I said, 'What a tool'." The burly man gave a grunt before swinging his arm back and clocking the thinner one in the face. The thin man staggered back, holding his nose, before rearing up and charging back after the other. Their fists were flying at each other and in the mist of the confusion the burly man got the upper hand and slammed the thin man on his back onto the pool table. He began pounding him.
Riley had been on his way to the lounge for a drink when he got in and witnessed the brawl. Most of the people around them were cheering the duo on. He rolled his eyes. Typical. He took a few long strides over and grabbed the burly man buy the shoulders and attempted to pull him off the pummeled man. Unfortunately that resulted in the burly man turned around and taking a swing at Riley. Riley ducked out of the way, his hands reaching up to take hold of the man's forearms. "I think you've had enough for the night."
The man muttered out an obscence comment and tried to take another swing at Riley. However Riley had seen it coming. Riley twisted the man's arm, executing a standard military take-down until the man was face-first into the pool table and Riley was bending his wrist. The man struggled for a moment before slouching and giving in. When it looked like the guy calmed down Riley let go. "Have a nice night sir." He offered a casual smile as he watch him leave the premise. The red-head had already left, licking his wounds.
Riley sighed and headed up to the bar. "Beer, please."
Riley had been on his way to the lounge for a drink when he got in and witnessed the brawl. Most of the people around them were cheering the duo on. He rolled his eyes. Typical. He took a few long strides over and grabbed the burly man buy the shoulders and attempted to pull him off the pummeled man. Unfortunately that resulted in the burly man turned around and taking a swing at Riley. Riley ducked out of the way, his hands reaching up to take hold of the man's forearms. "I think you've had enough for the night."
The man muttered out an obscence comment and tried to take another swing at Riley. However Riley had seen it coming. Riley twisted the man's arm, executing a standard military take-down until the man was face-first into the pool table and Riley was bending his wrist. The man struggled for a moment before slouching and giving in. When it looked like the guy calmed down Riley let go. "Have a nice night sir." He offered a casual smile as he watch him leave the premise. The red-head had already left, licking his wounds.
Riley sighed and headed up to the bar. "Beer, please."