"O, I hear you just fine", Savage replied, still watching the wall in front of him, not even paying attention to the shouting behind him. He was unaware that the man had a knife, although for Savage, considering the tone involved, he could guess this guy was a bit mad, possibly coming off a cardy binge.
Savage took the last sip out of his drink, and slammed it down onto the bar. He turned around on his stool, with his hand cleverly placed only a few inch's away from his blaster. Savage took a glance, he pondered as he looked at the individual, in strange clothing and with wild eyes, clearly he was up for a fight. He looked around at the small crowd, now gathering, expecting some bloodshed to be spilt.
"So, your responsible, hey?"... Savage gleamed, "Good, then come over here and let me buy you a drink, because that was the most excitment I got out of this boring day", Savage stated. He was still aware of the madness that was present in the man, clearly mad if he decided to throw someone out of the airlock. Savage kept himself alert...
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