"I Know I'm Somewhere On Planet Manhattan."

[Wolfs Ghost]

When the woman began talking in a more sarcastic tone than before, Terrance toned her out allowing his eyes to travel over to a couple of the newcomers. It wasn't long until the Bounty Hunter found himself trouble, which only made Terrance sigh lightly to himself.

Though he was thankful that the girl had stopped talking to him, amused, that he had to play the unfriendly and unsympathetic patron. She did after all buy him a drink, he mused on the though for a moment about returning the favor when shouting could be heard. Terrance glanced over to see three of the thugs in the room making their way towards, as quick as it happened one of the newcomers threw a punch that the thug hadn't seen, and apparently it was hard enough to make the man fall, within a couple of seconds the second of the three thugs was down.

He let out a soft sigh and reached inside his jacket and pulled out a sleek black pistol, which he promptly aimed at the ceiling and fired a single shot. The hope was to stop the unnecessary fight from causing more harm.

"That's enough." He said loudly seconds after having pulled the trigger. "Its bad enough we have to deal with humans killing humans in space for pathetic reasons. We don't need it happening in a bar. I thought... this was a civilized establishment. Make it that way."

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