I see trouble coming, man...

[evil_isevil]

Who: Geralt and Jon Snow; CLOSED
What: Boys be fighting
When: 06-07
Where: Tavern/Inn
Warnings: Physical violence, blood, all that comes from a bar fight


Without even paying much attention, Geralt felt an intensity in the room when he walked into it. He was there, as usual, to grab a bite and a cup of ale before saddling Roach up and heading out to deal with a "pest" problem at a farm near the northern tip of Vasari. After that, he planned to head south and hopefully explore things out that way.

Only it seems fate has other plans for the Witcher on that specific evening.

Murmuring his thanks after food is brought to him, Geralt tries his best to mind his own business while things start to unravel with a group of men over... who knows. What the Witcher does know is that things are about to get ugly. Fast.

And there goes a chair across the room.

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[king_inthenorth]

All he had done was walk in the door.

One step in the door, just looking for some dinner, and there's a chair flying at his head. Well, in the direction of his head. At least it doesn't seem to be personal, since he doesn't know any of the men involved in the scuffle. So that's something. Also, he's lucky enough to get out of the way before the chair actually hits his head.

The proprietor scurries out from behind the bar to break up the fight, but he won't be able to do it alone. So, with a sigh, in goes Jon, to try and pull some of the men apart.

[evil_isevil]

In the time it takes for Jon to enter, Geralt sits and takes a bite of his food, keen on minding his own business because frankly, he's starving and he wants to at least get through half of it before the whole place erupts in bloodied fists and broken furniture. But he barely gets through his third bite when someone is laid out onto his table, punched and thrown the other way.

Looking at his overturned bowl and the steaming bits of stew all over the table, Geralt sneers and gets up. He reaches out, grabs two men by the back of their shirts and shoves them into another table. Both look at each other, then at Geralt and then charge him.

Only the Witcher was able to get ahold of them again and this time bounce their heads together. Geralt watches them topple into a pile on the floor and looks up to see who was next. That's when he notices Jon.

[king_inthenorth]

Jon has a vague idea that he's not alone in dealing with the brawl before he grabs one of the men by the back of the shirt and pulls him away before he can throw a punch. He muscles the man out of the door, back into the yard in front of the tavern, and closes the door on him before he can come back inside.

He'll probably pay for that one later, but at least at the moment there's one less combatant to worry about.

He's about to reach for someone else when he trips over a man on the floor and tumbles to the floor himself. That's when he catches the flash of silver hair. It's just enough to distract him momentarily, although luckily he does come back to his senses just in time to notice a chair coming at his head (on purpose this time) and roll away just before it hits.