[Jacob]

*Setting: As the Sunlight cast down from its highest point, a large, red hovercar gently sauntered down infront of the building of the small, independant pub. Climbing out of the passengers seat of the car came a female Mudokon, no older than 18. Her skin was a shade of greeny-yellow and her plume a Peachy Orange. Wearing a black velvet coat, white top showing her mid-drift, some blue, shredded, jeans and black trainers the being was far from enslaved. Turning around to face the car she slammed the door loudly, obviously annoyed at something the driver had done.*

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*Setting: Upon hearing the hovercar land most of the customers sitting at the front of the pub stood and quickly jogged to the back, knowing that only trouble would enter the building when they did.*

Female Mudokon: "F*ck off Carlo, its f*cking over!!"

Shoving the Western-like doors of the pub the 18 year old blasted her way in and stomped quickly towards the bar. Anticipating her order the bartender reached below the bar and brought out a bottle of Tequila and rested it on the counter, he then brought out a shot glass.

Bartender: "Amelia."

He nodded to the female and smiled gently. And wearily. She smiled back, pulled up a stool and sat on it. She then reached for the bottle and, as she went to grab it, watched as it floated from her grasp and settled further down the bar.

Amelia: "F*cking Hell!!"

Turning on her stool she stood irritated by her ex-boyfriend who she had been driven to the pub by. He, too, was a Mudokon. But unlike her he wore a sleeveless, tight, white vest-top and black jeans. The shoes he wore were more like black boots with steel on the front. His arms, muscly and tattooed with spirals, flexed softly and as he took one step forward he shook his head gently from side to side, making his purply-pink plume shake slowly.

Carlo: "Dammit, gurl...we haven't even finished talking and you hit the bottle!? Whats wrong with you??"

As he stepped forwards he raised his hand and pointed at Amelia. Seemingly calm on the exterior but quietly boiling over on the inside.

Carlo: "Now, you're gonna get back in the car...we're gonna talk this out...and THEN we're gonna come and have a drink. Okay?"

Standing to her feet and moving towards him the female shook her head and pointed at him angrily, tears forming in her eyes.

Amelia: "NO, F*CKING HELL NO!! I'VE TOLD YOU, IT'S OVER. WE'RE NOT GONNA GET BACK TOGETHER NO MATTER HOW MANY TIMES YOU APOLOGISE OR BEG ME FOR FORGIVENESS!! ITS NOT GONNA HAPPEN!!"

As she moved closer angrily and waved her finger at him in a more intimidating way more tears began to roll down her face. But as she finished her sentence Carlo nodded, turned slightly to the left and then backhanded her with his right hand. He watched as she hit the ground and moaned softly and awkwardly.

Carlo: "I DO NOT beg for your forgiveness, Amelia. I ask of it. Now we ARE going to talk. And you ARE going to forgive me. Come on!!"

Grabbing her right wrist with his left hand, he then proceeded to drag her out of the bar.

Customer: "Carlo, why don't you just try and..."

The customer who was merely a small and meek Slig stepped forwards to try and calm the Mudokon male down, but as it spoke Carlo formed a ball of lightening in his free hand and then hurtled it towards the creature. Diving out the way to avoid it, the Slig accidently jumped into a table and smashed the contents of it, whilst the lightening ball hit the wooden floor and blasted a massive hole into it. Once he was satisfied that no other customer would say anything or try to intervene he continued to drag his ex-girlfriend out of the pub...

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*Setting: The sound of something exploding above him forced Alexie to sit up sharply and panic-stricken. After his previous nightmare Alexie was far from calm and now hated going to sleep incase his nightmare came back to him. Sitting up he slowly bum-shuffled to the area were he remembered the entrance to the small basement was. Banging on the ceiling with the palms of his hands he then awaited for the hatch to be opened, squinting quickly as the light from above cascaded down onto his face.*

Alexie: "What the Hell was that?! What's going on??"

The bartender who had opened the hatch reached down to help him out, explaining as he did so.

Bartender: "It was Carlo and his girlfriend, Amelia. Regulars here, seemingly only come here when they split up. You don't need to get involved."

Brushing his semi-naked body off Alexie looked to were the saloon doors where and squinted, trying to see anything outside from the distance he was at.

Alexie: "That doesn't explain the explosion, did he have a weapon or something?"

Bartender: "Nope, he is a weapon. He's accumulated some kind of power over the years, like Witchcraft or something...we try and stay out of their way when they get like this."

Turning to the bartender Alexie raised an eyebrow.

Alexie: "Like what?"

Bartender: "Violent. Physically."

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Carlo: "YOU HUMILIATED ME IN THERE!! SAYING I “BEGGED”?! WHAT THE F*CK IS WRONG WITH YOU!!?"

Pinning Amelia up against his vehicle Carlo squeezed her throat and shouted in her face, scratching his arms and wiggling around furiously Amelia did her best to break free, failing in the process.

Amelia: "G...Get off, C-Carlo!!"

She coughed and choked as her face slowly went red. With an angered snarl he then flung her forwards and onto the ground were he pushed his foot on her back and held her down.

Carlo: "WHY? WHAT YA GONNA DO!?"

His eyes bulged out viciously as if he was some kind of maniac, un-caring and un-phased by what he was doing. However, as he did all of this, he overlooked the fact that Alexie had been stood at the entrance of the pub and was now making his way over to the woman-beating male. As Carlo reached down to pick the female up by the plume, he was suddenly kicked onto his left side by the barefoot of Alexie upon his head.

Alexie: "I suggest you leave."

Hitting the soft dirt, Carlo looked up. His eyes flicking between the Orkhid and his girlfriend.

Carlo: "Who...the f*ck are you?"

He pushed himself to his feet, sneering as he looked the topless and shoeless Orkhid up and down. Alexie ignored his question, opting to help the female to her feet and to safety rather than to speak to a woman-beater.

Alexie: "Go inside."

He helped her to the doorway were some of the other customers were standing, gulping nervously they dragged her in and then continued to carry on watching the "show". Turning back to the Mudokon Alexie shook his head slowly from side to side.

Alexie: "I don't want to see you anywhere near here. If i ever find out you..."

As he continued to speak the Mudokon shook his head and smirked.

Carlo: "You're new. I guessed that. No other f*ckwit in this place would dare pull a stunt like what you just pulled. That's why, when Amelia comes back out, i won't hurt you...that much, anyway."

Not amused by the threats he was recieving, Alexie turned away. Knowing that even if he died now, he would still have done atleast one thing right.

Carlo: "Heh, you f*cking idiot..."

As he said this he formed a ball of flame and quickly hard balled it towards the bareback of the Orkhid. The flame sped towards the un-knowing creature and upon hitting his back...exploded into sparks. Feeling something hit him, Alexie turned around curious, only knowing it was something serious when he saw the face of the Mudokon. It was puzzlement more than anything, that and shock. In seconds the Mudokon formed another ball of flame and, once again, hurled it at Alexie. This time the projectile hit his chest, but like the first did, exploded into sparks. Not even marking Alexie's chest. Puzzled by why he wasn't being harmed Alexie stepped forward, taking it as luck that he hadn't come to harm and thus thought he better act on that luck and stop the male from trying anything else. Reaching for the throat of the Mudokon with his left hand, Alexie thought he might aswell subdue him in the same way the creature subdued his ex. But in reaching out for Carlo, the creature reacted and grasped his wrist, attempting to send a severe high voltage of electricity into him. But yet again the Orkhid was unphased by such an act and instead broke free and shoved him backwards.

Alexie: "Listen, i don't know what the f*ck you're trying to do, but it isn't working. Now, i suggest you f*ck off before i really get pissed..."

Carlo backed away, now in fear of the Orkhid as he seemed to be immune to his magickal attributes. Shaking his head slowly from side to side, Carlo slowly moved around to the drivers side of his car, opened the door and got in. All the while never taking his eyes off Alexie. As he started the engine he then telekineticly wound down the passenger window and leant over the passenger seat to speak out at Alexie.

Carlo: "I suggest you watch your back from now on, Orkhid. 'cos when i come back, i'll be packing a little extra..."

He shouted this before slamming the vehicle in reverse and then forcing it into hover mode. Once he had done this he then sauntered over the tree tops and out of distance. Now that the ordeal was over and one of the more unpredictable beings gone, the customers of the pub came rushing out to congratulate Alexie, the "hero" of the day and inquire about his immunity to the craft. It was at this moment in time the bartender realised that the Orkhid would be very useful, if not as a bartender then as a Bouncer...

(OOC: Well, wasn't that enlightening. Any comments? Remarks? Sneers? Critisms? All welcome. Whoop!!)