forum Not a friendly Start that Becomes a Little too Friendly (Abandoned) (X/1) (MxM)

Started March 02, 2023 by @RhysTheFirebird group

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"Honestly. . . I'm in the mood for a bar fight." Tristan smirks. "So I'd suggest, maybe. . . finding somewhere safe-ish to go."

Lucas let's put a sigh, "You're crazy." He laughs, "But please, no. I don't feel like walking all the way back to the dorm himself and then passing out on my bed."

"Then join me?" Tristan asks innocently.

"In what?" He asks, looking up at Tristan.

"My endeavours to cause pandemonium here." he grins playfully.

Lucas sighs, "As long as I do t get hurt, fine." He watches the Other people around them.

"Yay!" Tristan laughs, going back and finishing his drink, considering the glass carefully.

He smirks, making sure to tread on someone's foot as he passes them, as he pretends to go to the bathroom.

The man gets pissed and stands up, throwing a punch at Tristan, which he dodges with ease. The punch hits someone else at another table, which then causes those to to knock over a table full of drinks, and soon enough Tristan was in the middle of a full-scale tavern brawl.

He laughs delightedly, smashing his glass over someone's head, punching another dude so hard he literally hits the wall, before a group of 15 dudes gangs up on him.

Despite Tristan's blindness he anticipated every single punch and blow they tried to rain down on him; in return he targets groins, faces and necks, tossing people around like ragdolls.

Lucas stays in the corner watching and just moving away from any people that get to close. Lucas didn't want to- He buffs when someone comes hurtling at him and he side steps, letting them run into a walk and looking back at Tristan a moment before getting wrapped up in dodging people, muttering to himself. He wasn't in the mood to hit someone or something today. He knew he was mean I'm a fight tjough, and if anyone touched him, he's fight them like he was fighting for the last scraps of food

(Hello!)

Tristan continues to ragdoll people like a Skyrim player getting launched into the sky by their first Giant encounter.

It was honestly funny, once you got past the fact that tomorrow half of these dudes would still be unconscious.

Lucas watches Tristan for a moment before making his way over, “Tris, we should scram before the police get here.”

(Okay!)

Tristan chuckles, spinning and knocking the last few assailants into next year before nodding.

"Alright." he says, making sure to avoid stepping on any body parts.

He grabs his shirt - he'd pulled it off sometime during the battle - and uses it to wipe the few drops of sweat from his forehead.

Lucas rolls his eyes, taking his arm and pulling him away.

"I haven't had that much fun since the legendary Bar Fight of '20." Tristan smiles, snagging a bottle of liquor from a table as Lucas pulls him out.

Lucas sighs softly, smiling, “Hmm. . . Okay, I have to admit is was kind of fun.”

Tristan laughs. "Good. There will be more later."

Lucas tilts his head, “More fights?” He asks, confused, his grip moving to Tristan’s hand.

"Yep!" Tristan says cheerfully, popping open his bottle of liquor and taking a long drink from it.

He shudders, looking at the label, noting the proof - 93% - and the proof only, before shrugging.

Lucas raises an eyebrow, “What?”

"Hmmm?" Tristan asks, raising an eyebrow at Lucas.

Lucas shake his head, “Never mind.” He sighs, “You go ahead and get smashed.” He laughs softly and walks towards the dorms, “I’m going back and going to try and get some sleep.”

Tristan grabs Lucas' shoulder gently, pulling him back.

"Hey. Instead of getting smashed by alcohol, maybe we could try. . . each other?" he asks.

Lucas pauses, looking at him, silent for a moment, looks back towards the dorm and then back at Tristan and smiles, “Hmm. . . Would it be worth it?” He asks, smirking slightly.

"That depends on what you think 'worth it' in this secnario means." Tristan chuckles.