Druss Jorkakt
Explorer
Name: Druss Jorkakt
Race: Volus
Occupation: Security guard - Cision Motors
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Post by Druss Jorkakt on Apr 29, 2015 18:24:11 GMT
Having been kicked out of Apricity, Druss Jorkakt had made her way to the less reputable areas of the city. The drunk little volus would be sitting in a bar, thinking angry thoughts about asari, and 'planning' her next move to become a spectre. The random quarian patron next to her seemed to be too busy with something else to be bothered with talking to her. Nevertheless, she'd still be rambling to him about her epic quest. After a few minutes, the quarian would leave the bar, perhaps passing by someone as he exited . . .
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Nakmor Bragg
Noob
[TI0]
Name: Nakmor Bragg/alias The Bioticless Warlord
Race: Krogan
Occupation: Professional Wrestler/ex-gladiator
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Post by Nakmor Bragg on Apr 29, 2015 20:44:12 GMT
Bragg entered the bar in the in the lower ends of Nos Astra, formerly Nos Varda, and sat himself at the bar. He could afford to go higher end bars, but he decided to visit these areas more-or-less to avoid the possibility of being recognize and then hounded. Bragg sat himself down at the bar and started stretching and winding his joints. "Gah.." He whispered under his breath, waiting for the bartender to come take his order. "One ryncol on the rocks." He ordered, placing his elbows up on the counter.
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Druss Jorkakt
Explorer
Name: Druss Jorkakt
Race: Volus
Occupation: Security guard - Cision Motors
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Post by Druss Jorkakt on May 1, 2015 5:10:58 GMT
"*hssk* And thats when I told the asari bitch to run outta the club and back to- . . . " Druss cuts her story off, looking over at the krogan next to her. "*hssk* You, tuchanka-clan idiot. Drinking contest." Druss pokes Bragg's arm, failing to have recognized the krogan. In front of her lay two glasses, one emptied the other half filled with some volus liquor, presumably.
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Nakmor Bragg
Noob
[TI0]
Name: Nakmor Bragg/alias The Bioticless Warlord
Race: Krogan
Occupation: Professional Wrestler/ex-gladiator
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Post by Nakmor Bragg on May 1, 2015 20:57:58 GMT
Bragg was a little surprised by the sudden poke in the arm, turning and looking confused as the volus before him challenged him to a drinking contest. "Uh, no thanks." He scoffed, turning back to the counter. "I have a show I've gotta be sober for tomorrow, can't risk getting drunk." He explained, looking at the volus' two glasses. "Besides, it looks like you've hardly started and you're already almost going to fall on the floor." He mocked, taking a sip of his ryncol.
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Druss Jorkakt
Explorer
Name: Druss Jorkakt
Race: Volus
Occupation: Security guard - Cision Motors
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Post by Druss Jorkakt on May 9, 2015 7:37:18 GMT
Indeed she had quite the head start. Looking down at her drink, she'd get a bad idea through her head. Gripping the bottle, she'd hit Bragg across the face with it, potentially smashing it as she does so, still having no clue who she was messing with. Still, she's probably just glad to be punching something.
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Nakmor Bragg
Noob
[TI0]
Name: Nakmor Bragg/alias The Bioticless Warlord
Race: Krogan
Occupation: Professional Wrestler/ex-gladiator
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Post by Nakmor Bragg on May 9, 2015 17:44:33 GMT
Bragg suddenly felt the small glass shatter across his face. He looked to see it was the drunk volus again, unexpectedly chuckling. "Ah, you must be a fan! Remembering the glass breaking event from the twenty-one sevent-six 'Citadel Smash' pay-per-view, huh?" He commented, chuckling. "Ah, that was a fun event, I remember beating Drau 'The Hammerfist' Grink by twenty triple refined malachite mugs. How much was the total again? two-hundred and seventy-three, I think?" He tried, recalling chuckling again before leaning down to the volus. "Go ahead, smash another! I'll cover it!" Her incited, patting on the armored part of his head.
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Druss Jorkakt
Explorer
Name: Druss Jorkakt
Race: Volus
Occupation: Security guard - Cision Motors
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Post by Druss Jorkakt on May 10, 2015 7:24:27 GMT
Confused by the krogan's enthusiasm, she'd give a brief pause to the unexpected reaction. Reaching for another glass, she'd smash it on his head plate, spraying a mix of glass shards and droplets of what remained of the drink around the two. Soon after she'd send a punch to the left side of Bragg's jaw. Her other hand would be reaching for a knife she'd left in her apartment on the citadel. Grabbing only air, Druss sends her right fist towards Bragg's face, on a course to just below his left eye.
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Nakmor Bragg
Noob
[TI0]
Name: Nakmor Bragg/alias The Bioticless Warlord
Race: Krogan
Occupation: Professional Wrestler/ex-gladiator
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Post by Nakmor Bragg on May 12, 2015 1:09:51 GMT
Bragg chuckled as the glass crashed against him, then felt the two volus sized punches connected with his face. It was just now that Bragg realized the Volus was looking for a fight. He sat upright and shook his head. "Sorry, tiny, I can't fight you. Bad for reputation and all, could get in serious trouble." It was clear by the way Bragg spoke that he was being very serious, trying not to cause a scene that could put him on the bad pages of the tabloids.
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