Board Thread:Non-TES Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20160411003713/@comment-5543592-20160416001009

Apollo42 wrote:

Hawke laughed, before her eyes rolled back in her head and she fell asleep on the bar. "Hawke?" Scire asked cautiously, setting a hand on her shoulder.

Suddenly, a much larger hand enveloped his wrist, jerking his arm back and restraining it. Scire stared with very surprised eyes as his attacker's second hand gripped the back of his head, and the last thing he saw before being knocked unconscious was the bartop.

Rook stared down at the two unconscious agents impassively, just slightly disappointed at having to incapacitate Scire. He should not have laid a hand on Hawke.

"I will remove them from the premises." He politely informed the bartender, who was staring at him in shock.

With one effortless gesture, he shrugged both Hawke and Scire up onto a shoulde each in a fireman's carry.

"Hey," the bartender asked, "have you ever considered work as a bouncer?"

"Only when I must use it as a cover to kill someone." Rook informed him honestly, before departing the area, leaving a very confused barkeep behind.