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Galen Forrester<br/>
<i class="fas fa-spinner fa-spin"></i> Concert room then Bar<br/>
Mentions: <a class="username" data-user-id="5431" data-username="@FreddieMercury9546" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/5431/">@FreddieMercury9546</a> <a class="username" data-user-id="3476" data-username="@tristyn grace tucker" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/3476/">@tristyn grace tucker</a> <a class="username" data-user-id="4601" data-username="@PhoenixFaery @Briker" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/4601/">@PhoenixFaery @Briker</a>​</div><br/>Galen put his hand reassuringly on Freddie's back as he heard him speak his woes, his somewhat tipsy state making him feel the emotions behind those words stronger within himself than usual. "Sir Freddie, I hope you don't feel uncomfortable about your memories, even knowing the situation you are in now. They are happy memories, right? Perhaps they weren't meant to be enjoyed as if they were happening right here, right now. Maybe memories belong in their own time. But you can still think back on them fondly... and maybe make some new ones in the present. For what it's worth, you were absolutely wonderful on stage."<br/><br/>First Galen went to see if he could find John to join them again. Then, following Sephiroth supporting the singer and Dawn out of the room and back over to the bar, he sat down and attempted to comfort Freddie some more with kind words while grabbing Dawn's hand as they watched the performance she'd suggested. He knew little of the song but it seemed Sephiroth was certainly giving it his all in movements, dress, vocal expression and prop guitar usage. When he was done, Galen cheered and - fuck it - he had another of the drinks ordered, getting himself more intoxicated. All the singing was somewhat inspiring...<br/><br/>"Do you guys think I should sing something?" he asked with a slight slur to his tongue.<br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><div class="bbImageWrapper lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Fi56.photozi.com%2Fimages%2F9tvGf.png&amp;hash=a5fae486a78bcc1a3514a6401a5d7331" title="9tvGf.png">
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John 'Axle' Winters<br/>
<i class="fas fa-spinner fa-spin"></i> Anger room<br/>
Mentions: <a class="username" data-user-id="4695" data-username="@MonsterMistress" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/4695/">@MonsterMistress</a>​</div><br/>The fight had definitely evolved, and with the threat of harm almost completely taken away by the shield, the young woman was beginning to catch onto his attack patterns, it seemed. The open-palm strike to his chest surprised him and left him open to the follow-up, his heavy body tumbling back suddenly through the power of biotics and landing hard.<br/><br/>"Fuck me," the soldier groaned briefly as he braced to make his body stop dragging across the floor, and while his limbs were moving to push him back up and get his footing, his eyebrow raised as he wondered what the hell she was cooking up next. Something shot out from her person, materializing suddenly above him with the gripping force of about a small tornado, and suddenly he was up much quicker - being sucked into the air and tossed around. Axle genuinely didn't expect it, and there was nothing to grab onto as he tried to move his body to reach out with his arms. Instead, he curled up slightly into a ball so as to not leave him wide open for the Slam that followed and made him bounce off the floor slightly with its force.<br/><br/>For a moment, she seemed to be giving him some time to get back up as he groaned and stretched his arms and legs, but then the blue glow around her started growing brighter. Apparently she was getting a taste for it. Her warcry made him smile - he could appreciate some fighting passion even if he was likely going to get his ass kicked as she charged at him like a bull. With only a second to react, he decided to roll forward into the spot where her lower legs would arrive as she blasted forward at dizzying speed, so that her own momentum would make her lose balance and fly forward over him.<br/>However, at the same time, the impact with her empowered legs resulted in him getting blasted back as well, and both of them tumbling in the same direction onto the floor.<br/><br/>Panting, and with the aches in his body telling him not to become a bouncing ball to be tossed around like that again, he decided to use the moment of confusion to grasp on and wrestle her down - his aim to prevent her from throwing any other surprise punches and starting another special attack. His legs holding hers, his arms pinning her down by the wrists.<br/>"Okay, okay," he panted as he came face to face with her, his short hair messily jostled from all the tumbling but a certain glint present in his eyes. "Point proven. Talk about evening the playing field, girl, I'm sure you can beat me. I can handle zero gravity and whatnot but... my ribs still hurt a little from that slam, and the rest of my body."<br/><br/>He was out of breath, trying to recover it as he looked at her, but his tone was light. "That bull-charge nearly would made me have to go get healed by Galen again if it landed... I shudder to think," he joked. "Rather would spend more time with you than him if it's up to me. What do you say we both surrender, hm? I do if you do. Do you surrender?"<br/>Cautiously letting go of one of her wrists, unsure about what she'd decide to do, he moved to stroke some of her hair away from her face and make sure it wasn't getting in her eye as he gave a rare smile. In that moment, he couldn't really pretend to be unaffected. Not so much by the combat... but by the fact that her presence elicited desire.<br/><br/>At first that influence gave him a jolt of the desire to be with his family, which he couldn't ever anymore - that impossibility sank in more than clearly after he'd tried and failed to take his own life to get out of this place. If he couldn't do that, it was clear to him there was no other option than make the best of settling into this strange dimension, this new reality. While he couldn't ever forget his family, it only hurt to think about them now. And as far as desire was concerned... the possibility was growing, perhaps, to get closer to someone in this same reality. He was attracted to her, no doubt. Her innate ability only enhanced that feeling. Axle was letting his guard down a little.