Chapter 4 | Bar Fights

[beauchevalier]

Who: Angelo and anyone in Vatheon.
Where: One of the local restaurant bars.
When: Early afternoon into the rest of the day.
Style: First/Action.
Status: Open!

[Good afternoon Vatheon. Should your character be walking by one of the local restaurants, there will be a loud ruckus going on inside. Why? Because our dashing hero Angelo has unintentionally started a bar fight. The scene shows screaming people (both men and women) who are running out in terror while others are joining in the brawl (throwing furniture, punching, kicking, etc), broken objects (windows, chairs, drink glasses, etc) and lots of shouting. Where is Angelo among this you ask? He's sitting on the bar counter watching everything. Instead of going work at the host club or being around people much these days, this is what he's doing and the fight itself? Not entirely his fault per se. So if your character wants to watch the scene, try to break it up, or even talk to him by coming inside among the madness... It's all up to you!]

Comments

[beauchevalier]

[He starts snickering before replying.]

I've avoided being hit before in bar fights and I can do it again. Also call me crazy if you wish, but I thought it was fun.

[redcladidealist]

[Making it outside without being accosted by anyone else in the bar brings enough relief for Lloyd to let out a breath, then make an attempt at a light punch to Angelo's arm.]

You weirdo.

[He shakes his head with a rueful half-smile.]

So, what were you up to? Before the fight broke out?

[beauchevalier]

[He at least tells him some truth to this whole scenario.]

I was playing cards with a couple gentlemen. Then things started getting out of hand and before I knew it, this happened.

[redcladidealist]

[Oh Angelo. So subtle. Too subtle for Lloyd to catch the hint that Angelo was probably the reason the whole fight broke out in the first place.]

Remind me to play cards in places that don't have fights like that.

[He took a breath and let it out, feeling some of the adrenaline start to fade. His worry ebbed, leaving room for other thoughts to start to pop into his head. Which reminded him...]

Hey, I met your brother the other day. Did you know he was here?

[beauchevalier]

[Angelo decides to act as he usually does since he doesn't want a reminder of Marcello's presence.]

Trunks? Oh I didn't know he was back. I should have given him a fond hello.

[redcladidealist]

[Once again, too subtle. Lloyd just doesn't pick up on hints like that. He lets out a breath.]

Not Trunks. I mean your real brother. Marcello. I don't think Trunks has come back.

[beauchevalier]

[Sorry Lloyd, he's going to play it off.]

Marcello? I'm afraid I don't know anyone with that name. Let alone a family member of mine.

[redcladidealist]

[Oh, no. You've tried to pull this trick on him before, Angelo. He's onto you this time.]

Come on, Angelo. I'm not falling for that again. He looks just like you. [Well, more like Vegeta, but he'd already cleared that up.] I mean, except for his hair, but you know what I mean.

[beauchevalier]

[Oh no you did not say that, Lloyd.]

He looks and is nothing like me. Don't ever make such a comparison again.

1/2

[redcladidealist]

So he is your brother.

[He feels a brief burst of triumph for pinning Angelo on that before he lets out another breath.]

2/2

[redcladidealist]

I didn't say he was like you. I just mean I can see the family resemblance. What's wrong with that? Your brothers, right? A lot of brothers look like each other.

[beauchevalier]

[This is a sore subject for Angelo. A really sore subject.]

Because he wishes I never existed. That's why I hate being compared to him and want nothing to do with him.

[redcladidealist]

That's not true! [Lloyd gestures for emphasis.] Maybe he doesn't know how to say it, but he does care about you. He even said he'd give you another chance if you came and asked him for one.

[beauchevalier]

[Angelo grips Lloyd's shirt collar. Lloyd can see the anger in Angelo's eyes and in his tone of voice when he does this.]

I pitied him once, I'm not doing that again. Not now or ever.

[redcladidealist]

[Whoa, hey, Lloyd might be friendly and forgiving on a regular basis, but that's crossing a line, Angelo. Especially since it seems to come out of nowhere. Lloyd's caught off guard for a moment before he shoots Angelo a confused scowl and tries to pry the other man's hands off.]

Hey, I wasn't asking you to pity him. What's wrong with you? I thought you'd be happy he said he'd be willing to try again!

[beauchevalier]

[He lets go and sighs before turning his head away from Lloyd.]

I spoke to him after I heard his conversation with you. I told him to leave you and everyone else alone then we got into an argument.

[redcladidealist]

[Lloyd's brow furrows.]

Wait, how did you hear our conversation? We were using our starfishes. And he didn't do anything to me. Why would he need to leave me alone?

[beauchevalier]

[He sighs.]

It wasn't filtered, Lloyd. Anyone who doesn't have a filtered conversation can be heard over the network. I thought you understood that living here for so long. And furthermore, I'm telling him to leave my friends alone because he'll manipulate all of you against me. I know how he works.

[redcladidealist]

I thought filtering only mattered when you call the person first.

[Nope, doesn't matter how long he's been here. Technology will always elude him to one degree or another.]

Come on, you know me better than that. There's no way he could turn me against you. You're my friend, Angelo.

[beauchevalier]

You're wrong. He managed to manipulate his way up in the ranks of the church and almost used the Lord of Darkness himself to try changing the world into how he viewed it. He's not someone to be trusted ever. I let it go once because I took pity on him, but I know once he finds out whom my friends are that he'll try manipulating them against me. All to see me suffer.

[redcladidealist]

[Lloyd frowns, not wanting to believe someone's that bad, but with how adamant Angelo's being, it's hard for him to completely disbelieve.

After a moment of feeling torn, he finally settles on something he can say wholeheartedly.]

Well, it doesn't matter even if he tries. I don't just give up on my friends.

You aren't even going to try to talk to him, though?

[beauchevalier]

[He sighs and sits down on a near by bench. The expression he shows is uncertainty but also sadness.]

Every time we talk it ends up with us arguing. I should leave him alone, but I know what he's capable of doing. I can't sit by and let him feed people with lies.

[redcladidealist]

[Lloyd hesitates for a moment, then sits down beside him.]

Dwarven vow number sixteen: You can do anything if you try.

[That probably doesn't mean as much to Angelo as it does to him, but after being roommates for so long, Angelo's probably heard him say it a few times. Lloyd turns his head so he can look Angelo in the eyes.]

You know what the most important part of that is? It's trying. It's not giving up even when things are hard, or when it looks like you'll lose or get hurt. It's not letting anyone else control what you do. Maybe you won't win, but you'll definitely lose if you don't try.

[beauchevalier]

[He lowers his eyes and continues sighing. He looks downright upset as he continues talking.]

You don't know how he treated me for so many years, Lloyd. The things he'd say to me because he never wanted me around. How can I speak to someone who constantly wished I was never born?

[redcladidealist]

That sounds bad... I'm sorry.

[He doesn't know what it would be like to live with someone like that. It doesn't seem fair, and he wants to protest for Angelo's sake. Even so, he doesn't want to let hope just die without any effort to save it.]

If you thought there was a chance, though, would you take it?