The smell of smoke was never something Bacchus had been very fond of but lately he was building up a tolerance for it in small doses. Which came in handy seeing as the only bar that wouldn’t question his age was often full of smoke. Which was fine tonight with him seeing as he needed something to help him unwind.

The only reason Bacchus was allowed in the joint was because on his way home from the order he happened to come across two damsels in distress. One happened to be the head bartender Kelly, and the other Chelsea happened to be the owner of the ‘Hole in the wall’ bar, sure the name wasn’t to great but they were mutant friendly any way Bacchus roughed up the group of guys and the girls have been thanking him ever sense. They also occasionally tossed free drinks Bacchus’s way if they needed a bouncer for the night.

The Hole in the wall happened to be close to a mile from the sanctuary and where Bacchus was staying which was perfect for a drunken walk home. ‘The fastest way to avoid a hang over is walk’ thought Bacchus as he opened the front doors and smiled as he entered the joint. “Hey girls” said Bacchus as he walked to his same seat that happened to be the center of the bar.

“Hey big guy what can I get you?”

Grinning slightly as he looked Kelly up and down he said, “Just the usual to start with then we can go from there.” Kelly and Chelsea both were wearing skimpy outfits along with the other women that worked at the Hole in the wall, Bacchus always wondered what the theme was but decided he didn’t care; they all could pull off the look. Not to mention there were several dancing poles thought the bar but no one ever got fully naked it was just for fun.

Sitting down a large bottle of vodka was put in front of him with a large shot glass, “What’s going on tonight Kelly?” asked Bacchus as Chelsea jumped up on center stage in her cowboy outfit and started to throw a lasso around. “Nothing much big guy, been pretty slow tonight and have yet to have any drunks try anything! But them down there have had a few and caught him giving Chelsea a look…” Bacchus nodded and said, “I’ll keep an eye on it just keep them coming!” said Bacchus as he downed another cup of vodka.

Ayesac slowly strolls into the Bar, it seemed like a nice place, he heard it was mutant friendly.. Wasn't really sure about that, but he had to go investigate anyway, the worst that could happen is he'd be kicked out, get in a fight, or have the cops called on him.. they all seemed to be rather entertaining situations, but what he really wanted to do, was have a drink.. And going home right now -really- was not an option.. Werecat with PMS, is not a good thing, and when he apparently forgot something that he did wrong the best place to go is to a bar for a drink, get drunk, so one would have an excuse to be forgetful..

Glancing at the scantly clad women, he gave a slight smirk to himself .oO(guys do this kinda stuff, she can't be mad at me for that..) he shrugged to himself, going to the bar.. "hm.. what ya got Ma'am? " he listens a moment.. "ya know what, forget about that.. " he wasn't really paying attention to words.. "How about some beer.. Amigo-wiser Beer..."

Ayesac really wasn't looking for anyone who he knew, but a big Red guy was not hard to miss.

The music in the hole in the wall bar started to pick up and the haze of smoke began to dissipate when Kelly was nice enough to open the window after Bacchus asked for it. The majority of the smoke was coming from the group of guys that supposedly have been giving ‘the eye’ to Chelsea and Bacchus could she was starting to get crept out by it as well.

Although her initial tension left when she saw Bacchus so close to her, Bacchus could still sense that it was in the back of her mind and distracting. For she kept looking over to make sure the man didn’t make a move which probably led him on that much more.

Bacchus felt a rush of smoke leave the building as some fresh air entered the building along with a certain Red Dragon Bacchus remembered from one of his underground cage matches. If memory served him it was the match that was either broken up by the police or the one where the underground stadium decided to cave in. either way it ended quickly.

"How about some beer.. Amigo-wiser Beer..."

From what Bacchus could remembered from the red dragon there was certainly a nice easy going quality that Bacchus liked so being the guy that he is he decided to buy the Dragon a drink. “Kelly put it on my Tab,” Bacchus looked over to the Dragon and lifted his large bottle of vodka and gave the guy a nod and lifted his drink to him, “It’s on me Mate, kinda hard to forget a mug like yours!” Bacchus sad as he began to drink the bottle of vodka.

This Dragon dude, was wearing what looked like to be a uniform from some form of government, or a mercenary group like black water.. decked out in camo, there was a 9mm on his side that was rather blatantly out in the open.. though other then that, there seemed to be not much weaponry on him..

"Kelly put it on my Tab"

Not really turning his head to see whom said it he mumbled under his breath
"Don't expect to take me home.. that just aint gonna happen.. thanks for the drink though" taking it, he took a swig of the beer

“It’s on me Mate, kinda hard to forget a mug like yours!”

"It's -me-? Who exactly is -me-" he turned his head, amber draconic eyes looking at Bane, he seemed to suddenly change his demented, from that of expecting some perv that had some strange fetish with dragons, to that of seeing a friend.. "ahh.. Bane.. Didn't know you happened by this place, I heard about it awhile ago and heard it was mutant friendly.. and you don't get much more mutinous then me, at least by appearance." he offered a grin

"Don't expect to take me home.. that just aint gonna happen.. thanks for the drink though"

Letting out a large laugh Bacchus said, “Ain’t my type mate, red ain’t my color…” that being said Bacchus took another swig from his bottle of vodka no longer using the cup he was giving to pour it in. Now staring back up at Chelsea Bacchus became somewhat mesmerized, the music complimented her movements perfectly. “Damn…” said Bacchus.

Apparently he wasn’t the only one that thought Chelsea had the moves, looking over one f the few guys started to get a little rowdy saying things like, “Take it off”, “come over here baby, I’ll show you how to move” as well as more distasteful things that made Bacchus loose all respect for the man. But he wasn’t doing anything out of hand yet so Bacchus couldn’t really do anything yet…

"ahh.. Bane.. Didn't know you happened by this place, I heard about it awhile ago and heard it was mutant friendly.. and you don't get much more mutinous then me, at least by appearance."

“Well ‘Red Dragon’,” said Bacchus putting the emphasis on the Dragon. “Just glad to see your still alive after the underground Stadium came down… and I have a feeling it was kinda my fault.” Bacchus said letting out a small laugh, he felt this way was because he was the one who started to stomp around like a bull in a china shop which in turn began a mass panic and then forcing the support beams to weaken… long story short it was a mess.

“TAKE IT OFF!”

Bacchus frowned and looked over to the man who was now on top of the bar, “Bacchus!” Bacchus heard the plea from Kelly and was already in bar fight mode. Downing what little vodka Bacchus had left he threw the bottle at the guy in the chest. The bottle crushed right into the man’s chest and down he went like a sack of potatoes. Turning his head slightly Bacchus said, “Kelly, Chelsea sorry. I’ll clean up the mess…” Bacchus then looked back to ‘Red Dragon’ and said, “Hold tight for a minute… kind of want to hear how you got out of the stadium falling…”

Bacchus walked to the group of guys that was making all the ruckus and said, “think its time you bloke take your leave before I have to start bouncing…” Bacchus did feel like a fight tonight but not inside the bar he didn’t want to give the girls a reason to hate mutants.

*Censoring Brought to you by, The Color Black, and support from viewers like you, thank you.*

Just glad to see your still alive after the underground Stadium came down… and I have a feeling it was kinda my fault

Grins a little. "Be a little harder then that to get rid of me.. Those two didn't know what hit them.. Regarding that." Ayesac dug into his pocket, tossing a small bundle of 100 Dollar Bills. "Should about 2k there, Dug it out of the rubble with myself.. Keeping the rest.. cause damn that hurt. Ever pull a peice of Rebar out of yourself? That fucking hurts"

"TAKE IT OFF!"

Red glanced over at the man who was on the bar.. "OFF THE BAR, NUMB NUTS!" while throwing the half way full bottle of beer at them, hitting their crotch almost the same time Bane's bottle hit him in the chest... the sound of the crushing bottles filled the area... rather nice sound, actually, kinda like a bar room brawls version of a wind chimes
"All ways been a fan of throwing things... Seems you are too" Red's attention was turned to the bar a moment, motioning for two other bottles, while keeping an eye on Bacchus, while whispering in a slight growl to the poor Bar keep... Ayeac just gave a nod to what Bacchus said, really a good time to wait anyway.

"Kelly, is it? sorry about the trash over there... and sorry about the bottle, involuntary muscle twitch in response to stupidity.. Think your boy can handle it."

Pushing off the bar, he headed to where Chelsea was, not really getting to close, but taking a seat facing away from her directly between the individuals causing problems, and her..

"You know why the Dragon Stole the Maiden?" he simply stated to her, glancing at her from the corner of his eye. "To keep her away from jerkwads like those.. just here as your personal protection plan. If things turn bad, your gonna see my dancin' Not as elegent, but twice as effective.. might cause some hard feelings too" These guys if they are stupid, will end up looking like hockey players.

“You think you can bounce us? Go for it…Mate”

Bacchus blinked at one of the guys and started to laugh, “Big mistake buddy!” said Bacchus as he picked him up by the back of the shirt scuffing him like a kitten, “think we should take this outside…” said Bacchus as he walked to the front door and said, “Kelly call the cops before I kill someone…” and then walked out still dragging the runt by the back of the shirt.

Please don’t kill him, he has a tab with us… said Kelly as she was picking up a phone. Giving off the impression that she was calling the cops. When she had no intention of calling the cops. Not only was Bacchus underage but also the cops wanted him and seeing as this was a mutant friendly bar she was sure that there would be no cops anytime soon.

"You know why the Dragon Stole the Maiden?" "To keep her away from jerkwads like those.. just here as your personal protection plan. If things turn bad, your gonna see my dancin' Not as elegent, but twice as effective.. might cause some hard feelings too"

Chelsea however began to strike up a conversation with the Dragon who seemed so gentlemen like. “I am sure they will leave in a second, Bacchus actually took the leader of the little group of theirs…” said Chelsea as she continued to dance.

“Let’s go,” said most of the guys in the corner of the bar as they all eagerly ran outside slamming the door behind them.

Outside of the bar Bacchus tossed the loud mouth and said, “Beat it mate before I beat you…” Bacchus felt a small glob of water on his face, “Did you just spit on me?” Bacchus asked as his hand shot out as his arms grew a length of five feet grabbing the guy by the throat, “I know you didn’t just spit on me.” Said Bacchus as he started to squeeze the guys throat as he pulled his arm closer to his body.

Bacchus’s attention shifted for a second as the door to the bar slammed open and close to seven guys ran outside yelling for their boss.

Slowly standing up from his position in front of the 'damsel' he keeps his left hand on the back of the chair..

"Excuse me Ma'am." he simply stated, he knew that Bane could take care of himself, but he wanted to be there to help out, but if not, at least he'd get some free entertainment for the moment.. one on one, that is fair.. now the question was what the other seven guys were going to do.

He looked at Bacchus.. then lanced at the seven goons..
"Ya need a hand?" he spins the chair around, sitting on it once more, really, didn't want to start a brawl, Sara would be rather upset to smell his blood inside here.. last thing he needs is another reason for her to be upset right now... "Ladies?" he looked at the seven.. "ya gonna be behaving, Or am I gonna have to dance with ya'll?"

Grinning at the fact he had a friend to back him up he looked to the seven and said, “Right last chance, I don’t go easy…” Bacchus was caught off guard as a fist came out of nowhere and hit him in the face; the man’s hand stretched back and then went into a guard. “Good looks like we got some mutants on our hands!” enlarging himself Bacchus shot up another five feet and was now was towering over ever one.

Grinning he stepped forward and noticed as the one who punched him did the same thing as he did, “Dibs” Bacchus called out and pointed to the other giant, “Never fought someone of my stature before,” pausing he said, “You think you can get the other ones?”

Bacchus never had a chance to hear Ayesac’s reply because the other giant shifter was already on him, feeling the uppercut Bacchus flew into a small building and caused it to collapse. Laughing Bacchus got up from the rubble and and started building up momentum into the other giant, “Pain Train coming through!” Bacchus yelled his voice being carried by his power. Running straight into the other Giant shifter Bacchus ran him straight into another building.

The building didn’t give way yet but the fighting continued, Bacchus felt a pair of large fist crashing into his back as he stood up and threw an upper cut and grabbed the shirt of the giant and pulled him in for another fist. Forcing his fist into the side of the other giant Bacchus laughed. The fighting of the giants could be sounded as it echoed in the building making it sound like thunder with each punch.

(Permission given to play the NPCs)

the two giants started beating on each other, and it was about then that their friend that could be many friends, smiled. For even though it looked like there were six individuals standing there, there was really only one mutant, with a power to duplicate himself and make pointy objects.

The men started walking in a line so that they made a circle around the red dragon. One by one, they split as they walked. Much like the way cells split and multiply 6 men, turned to 12. “Call me Redundant, and that’s Monolith.” One of the Redundants pointed over his shoulder at the two giants.

His hands extended out to the sides Spikes shot out of his wrists, caught in his hands, and the holes where they shot out resealed themselves. Then the other 11 followed his lead. He aimed to stab at the Red Dragon’s left eye. Three behind Ayesac stabbed for his back. One aiming for his heart.
.. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. ..

Monolith’s stone face twisted into a grin. Dude could punch. Monolith raised his fists above his head and brought both down on either side of the other Giant’s lower back. Right above where his kidneys were located.

The other Giant through an upper cut that forced Monolith’s head back, and he stumbled, but he grabbed the other giant’s arm, and twisted with the momentum. Throwing his own shoulder and hip into the other giant, as he pulled the giant into a throw. Trying to throw him into the building Monolith had been shoved back into.

(Red is for Ayesac’s opponents, gold if for GB’s)