tesslazarus
QA University Graduate
Posts: 16
Characters: Jude Walker
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Post by tesslazarus on Oct 12, 2012 23:20:09 GMT
Jude followed promptly, but looked cautiously around as he did, not sure how much of a window he had. A broken bottle whipped past, and he couldn't help flinching slightly, even though it stabbed into the doorframe at his side, sticking horizontally. "So, is there a safe seat, or do we just lie on the floor until the Tarantino style entertainment hour is over?'
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Post by wulfie13 on Oct 12, 2012 23:24:42 GMT
'Tarantino? Who or what the hell is Tarantino?' Nabarl thought to himself.
"Once we get to the bar, we can get a drink, rooms, and the seats on that side" Nabarl gestured over to the side opposite the fight "are for spectators. We should be safe there. Just not the first row. Those are for alternates, in case something goes wrong, or someone has a particularly large bet on the intended losing side."
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tesslazarus
QA University Graduate
Posts: 16
Characters: Jude Walker
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Post by tesslazarus on Oct 13, 2012 0:15:26 GMT
"Yeah, drink is starting to sound veeeery-" Jude grunted as he darted forward to avoid a flying arm. "Shit, was that an arm?" He stared, and he paused long enough to be hit in the face by a boot. One fighter had grabbed another one around the chest and swung him around, and the first guys flailing feet had delivered the blow. "Screw this. Drink good." Jude just ran for the bar, small objects from the fight bouncing off his back.
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Post by wulfie13 on Oct 13, 2012 0:20:27 GMT
Nabarl just stuck to the rhythm he had learnt from coming in here frequently since his arrival in Ankh Morpork. He made it to the bar unscathed bar for an unexpected interuption when an axe handle broxe and the axehead cut off the wrong persons head. Which hit Nabarl in the back of his.
He grumbled and proceeded to order something. It didn't really matter what - as far as he'd been able to figure out, all the barrels were water with a different type of mud in for colour anyway.
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