Fuck that, I know two things: the King said get him, and he had the terrible luck of popping up just after...she was here...sort of...
Frustration powers his swing, driving the club down at the stony bugger, or whatever gets in the way...
Attack Roll
Steven sees all of this unfold, and after the initial moment of confusion where people start running around like madmen and freaking out... well, so it seems anyway... he decides that he isn't going to make any moves. He doesn't know everybody in the Court, and didn't want to anger one of the power-holders by jumping into a situation which clearly wasn't one that involved him.
Plus, from what he could see, this stony fellow didn't appear to be one of the Gentry, so it didn't give him a desire to drop him like a rock.
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Presence
Striking Looks
GoodwillNightfall wondered when "seize" came to mean "knock their fucking head off with a telephone pole".
Interposing himself between the over-eager Ogre and the fallen one, he twined his arms through the giant's, pushing the swing wide as he brought an elbow down on the wrist...
Rolls + OOC
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Nightfall * Terri/Al-Adin * Brock (3B) * Alice/Justin * Dr. Jack * Patrick/Kaito * Marcus * Rust Mane * Kathleen * Spartan * Rick
Holding / Current / Next
The club clatters to the stone floor a few feet away from the kneeling Ogre, and rolls to a stop an inch away from the crown that lies forgotten. From Nightfall's disarm attempt, Brock can feel a bruise forming upon his hands.
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Alice was furious when she saw the impostor take shape. Intent on taking action she was shocked to see Nightfall seek to protect the ogre from the rest of the lost.
Trusting in her fiancé Alice moved next to the ogre as he knelt on the ground.
"Secure the exits. Don't harm him," she called out to those still preparing to act.
Looking down at the impostor Alice prepared to intercept him should he move or anyone else should they move to harm him.
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Justin literally skidded to a halt -- he hadn't gone two steps before the Ogre meatstick decided to jump right in there with his club, then the Fairest kind of put an end to that notion, then the order was given to secure the doors.
Figuring that the others had the situation in hand, he opted to go play door security, raising a hand slightly to show that he acknowledged the Spring Queen's directive.
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Nightfall * Terri/Al-Adin * Brock (3B) * Alice/Justin * Dr. Jack * Patrick/Kaito * Marcus * Rust Mane * Kathleen * Spartan * Rick
Holding / Current / Next
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Doctor Jack listens to his Queen's directive and stands with Justin in front of the exit. His eyes scan the crowd for any more trouble makers.
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Kaito skids to a halt as she gets to the guy. She wanted to attack however for some strange reason people were trying to protect the imposter. Her eyes remain fixed on the imposter as she glares at him. "He had better have a fucking good explination." she growls.
Patrick sighs to himself at how the lovely evening had seemingly become something from the plot of a Agatha Christie story so close to when he'd planned to begin introducing himself to the unattached lovely ladies of the Freehold. The living corpse does a quick assessment of the room and the situation as he finishes his drink and makes the decision to further watch how the situation developed and if necessary guard the bar.
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