Barcrawl Bust-Up #2 [M]

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Smoke, flames, ash, my last memories of the building I had once visited, it was burned down by Menio, fighting, always...why can't peace be used to help solve problems? Oh well guess I'll have to deal with it for now. My hair was no longer covered by the hat, I had it tied up into a knot. A scar ran from the bottom of my left eye to my nose from where the damage of the burns were, due to the amazing healing abilities of the Kusagakure burn ward I made a swift recovery. As I approached the door, I realised how hard it must've been to rebuild, the owner was a mokuton user so he must've just rebuilt it with a quick mokuton jutsu, perhaps a non-flammable material would be suitable for the next visit. 

I'd lean up against the wall as I close my eyes, slowing down my breathing and trying to assess the situation, the last time I went here I almost died, I won't let that happen again, I will win the fight and will destroy my opponent, I shall win the fight because I am stronger, more experienced, stronger. I opened the door, the musk of stink and beer went up my nostrils. I hate this place so much. 

[riberiooooo]

                                        

Slow and steady wins the race...I'd take slow and small steps towards an empty seat, the pure smell of alcohol and smoke going into my nose causing my nose to produce mucus to capture the "poisonous gasses (smoke for those who were dropped head first as a child)" I'd lay backwards into my seat, relax my muscles and just...think about stuff, this worlds fucked up man, guys killing their own kids and that inuzuka who shit on her kid for misbehaving and the kid drowned in it, honestly, it's disgusting. As the bar started getting more packed the more aware I became, there were a lot of scumbags, which after a few glances turned their heads down.

I was pretty well known in this bar by now due to the fact I was an associate of Menio, who was fined for it, that guy though, he left me that three bladed scythe, which is actually in a holster on my back, things began to get rowdy, I didn't like it, it was starting to get scary, I stood up, went to the restroom and over to a urinal, I pulled my sausage out and began to urinate, I noticed a questionable fellow wonder over to the urinal next to me and start staring at me, he then left, what the fuck man...after washing my hands I went back to the bar to see... 

[riberiooooo]

Ashe, smoke, various other scents I had already made my body familiar with via third parties (sadly). No matter how healthy I am, the ignorance of some of these people can kill me sadly. I wonder if someone could get charged with manslaughter for overexposure to smoke, it'd be an interesting idea and would require a lot of hard evidence, even then it could be argued that the victim chose to stay near the source so it could be assisted suicide but the evidence wouldn't even stick in court, it'd be like trying to staple jelly on water, it's just nigh on impossible however there are some amazing minds out there that with the correct amount of evidence, proper use of their voice, tone and selection of words, that could make it happen, to know that there are people like that out there almost scares me. Almost.

My attention switched to the door as my memory suddenly bellowed into my mind "AYO, ASSHOLE, ON DUTY" so I looked at the door and every few minutes turn my head to make sure everything was fine, after staring at the door I began to over-analyze again, it was a mossy green colour, as if vegetation had eaten it before it was time, a metaphor for how a common thing such as moss (or battle) can end up making something withdraw from life and turn into a corpse dead as a doorknob, speaking of knobs, a man with a rather fiendish look wondered into the bar, he stormed over to a suit, demanded the bar keep gave him his strongest beer, took the glass and threw it at an innocent girl and claimed that he would burn down the building, as if he was the arsonist who did it last time. "LISTEN UP FUCKFACES, EITHER GIVE ME SOME RYO OR GET OUT, UNLESS YOU WANT ME, THE FAMOUS ARSONIST TO BURN YOU DOWN"