He groaned as he got up from the floor rubbing the shoulder that hit the wall the hardest. OH this was just a shit storm now wasn't it. It was supposed to be simple, he was going to trick the asshole into getting banished, but no...NO this woman. This kickass...witty...beautiful...<br/><br/>..fuck where was he going with this.<br/><br/>“You did a good job too, thank you. A lot of people could have gotten hurt if this fight made it to the street.”<br/><br/>He canted his head and cracked his neck and his spine half way down his back. All the pain that he could shrug off during the battle was all rushing in now.<br/><br/>“I don't want...”<br/><br/>The beers were already there. He sighed and moved to sit down, he really did hate this place. He hated the aura, the smell...the location. He just wanted out worse than a dog that hasn't went pee for two days. But he wouldn't say no...<br/><br/>“Luther...”<br/><br/>He was starting to wind down, his wit dulled by the pain a great deal. He still was able to down the beer quickly, since it was pretty much just flavored water to him at this point.<br/><br/>“I have to go too.”<br/><br/>He moved with the groan of an old man to the door, old habits die hard. He held the door open for her, for a worthy battle partner. Once outside and she started to head in a different direction than him he's stop her.<br/><br/>“Jessie...if you need help. Take this and rip it in half..”<br/><br/>He handed her a white business card he seemed to just pull from a tattered sleeve, hardly seen was a polished raven in its center, no words or other images were written on it.<br/><br/>“If I can't come I'll send someone to help, I promise.”<br/><br/>He hadn't handed out a card in a long time, it wasn't something he did lightly and she'd be able to tell by the look on his face.<br/><br/>“Well...have a good night.”<br/><br/>He said softly as he turned back the other direction and rather slowly started to walk away.