He lets the fool, Gentle, stare at his metallic knuckles for what seems like an eternity before speaking.
"You are very lucky that Montoya is here... 'brother'."
Ares then slowly draws his own pistol with his other hand, the one which is made from flesh and blood. He leaves it pointing at the area between Gentle's legs.
There is a clatter as the entirety of the room swiftly moves. Guns are drawn rapidly and are pointed around the smoky area in which Montoya, Maniaco, Ares, Gentle and the barman, Alonso, stand.
The targetting reticles of all these weapons then move a little and pause at Gentle's crotch.
~Brother Farquar walks out of the mens room, finishing zipping up his fly~
"Hey what gives? We used to have the worst toilet in Sirius here, an absolute pigsty. Now it's so clean you could perform surgery on the floor, and it smells like a GC's cockpit. And why was Ashton wearing rubber gloves and a gas-mask...."
~Stops as he sees everyone in the bar is standing, grim-faced, their weapons drawn and all pointed to some lone figure with something wet running down his leg~
You fool Ares. Anyone whos a real man is implanted with thermal detonators. Even think about shooting me and ill bring this bar down around your ears you faux corsair fool. No surprises you rely on everyone to save your honour. So go ahead. Shoot and ill blow this place apart.
If your done with mouthing off about your importance have to leave Im leading an incursion into NOVAPG territory. Im sure you will read about it. During your busy time in the bar.
Now get your hands off me before I remove your face with a scalpel.
"Shall you put up the 'No Omega Pirate Guild Members' sign or should I? I don't know who named this fool an Elder, but we shall wipe these idiots from the face of Sirius if they don't shape up fast.
I won't put up with such disrespect. You don't see myself, TBH or even the damn Benitezes treating fellow Corsairs like that.
The Coalition works for the people, and doesn't suffer fools gladly. If anybody here allows the OPG to return, they will be marked for death like they are. Sound fair?"
Ivan takes a seat next to Ares, focusing intently on Ares' face.
"If you see Gentle tell him I got a present, hopefully we can settle this inside haven't had a chance to use my fist in a while. Also I might be whipping out your old ship as you've suggested anyone can fly it, enjoy that dirt you corsairs call a 'drink.'
The heavy clump of boots echoes somewhere in the corridor beyond the bar. Eyes in the now silent room shift nervously to the door .Hearts jump as the door flies off and lands unceremoniously in the middle of the floor besides ares .GD stands in the doorway ,everpresent grin a mask to the steely stare that lurks beneath the fighter pilots helmet.
"Hola hermanos" ,he says slowly ,his voice deep and un nerved as he tosses the outkast head onto the table in front of ares .Its eyes open and still seemingly filled with the fear recently instilled.
GD turns and heads for the barand downs a large drink "VIVA LOS CORSAIRS " ,he cries then swiftly turns and heads back to his ship,his never ending quest to free the corsairs of all enemies swarms through his blood as he embarks on his next killing spree .
"Where did you buy that thing? Whilst it is a nice gift, you scum don't impress me, or the others.
March yourself back out that door and fetch a cloth and clean up that mess. Then, you OPG filth will show the SCRA some respect. I won't be putting up with your foolishness. At all. Now get the hell out of my sight before I rip your damn throat out to the rapturous applause of all these bystanders... Chop chop."
Ares isn't impressed by the Omega scum at all. They need to try harder.
"Ya know..." Lucendez turns around from the bar, quietly sipping his ale throughout the entire debacle. Lucendez lazily walked over to where Ares stood, returning his baneful stare with a smile and a spark in his step.
"Barking out orders in a pirate's pub and then criticizing a brother's kill as "unimpressive" doesn't seem like the kind of ... diplomacy, thats the word! I wouldn't expect that kind of diplomacy from a member of the Revolutionary Army. Nobody's disrespecting you, mate." Lucendez skipped over to the bartender's position.
"An ale for me and whatever my SCRA friend wants," he turns to Ares, "what'll it be? Remember the enemy is out there, we're in here."
"Or ..." Lucendez took a coin out from his pocket and sleepily rolled it between his fingers "you can act like the king of your own planet, none of the kids in the playground like that kind of game, 'comprende'?" Making it clear Luc is making fun of Pedro's expression.
"The thirteen saloons that had lined the one street of Seney had not left a trace. The foundations of the Mansion House hotel stuck up above the ground. The stone was chipped and split by the fire. It was all that was left of the town of Seney. Even the surface had been burned off the ground.
Nick looked at the burned-over stretch of hillside, where he had expected to find the scattered houses of the town and then walked down the railroad track to the bridge over the river. The river was there."
"Hmph, I expect better from the Brotherhood. You guys have screwed up enough recently to get away with acting cheekily. The OPG are marked for death and you will not be protecting them. Your superiors have made this clear, fool. Has Montoya not made your position clear? I have been doing you boys some huge favours, and I expect respect from my brothers. You would be wise to attempt to earn my respect instead of acting like an ass.
Now, since you're buying, I'll be having the most expensive drink in the House. A gallon of it. Need it to fuel my arm."
"Lucendez! Back off. Or it'll be you scrubbing the sh**house instead of Ashton. Ares is our guest, and the insult he just suffered from OPG have marked them as less than honourable. Now we will sit and drink together as friends, for tomorrow we may not be around to do so."
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