<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/XqkHrYP.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong>Enkh<br/><strong>Adventure</strong>: Tiny Threads<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ishi, Zebbie, Kaea, Jack, Fairies, Open,<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Trying to predict where the cork would fly, Enkh moved in anticipation to dodge it. This failed terribly – the shifting of his body was just the right position to let the cock hit him square in the nose, followed by the pixie. It didn’t break it, but it stung pretty sorely for a few moments, his hands covering it as he hoped it wasn’t bleeding! Worse yet he was soaked in champagne, so it was literally all he could smell for a while. “Nngggg....” His irritation flared for a brief moment, hand covering his nose as his fangs were bared in a growl. With the free hand flicking another pixie away, it seemed they were steadily gaining the upper hand...  Which was fine by Enkh.<br/><br/>“This isn’t your court! This is a basement. A basement you weren’t invited to! I am sure she would...” the smell of champagne was far too acute, and just smelling it made him a little wobbly, though he soon asserted himself. “be happy to have you ‘round if you helped her. But if you don’t, I have no problem with seeing this ah... Fairy tribe.” he wasn’t really familiar with courts, this looked more like a tribe thing. “be met with the vicious fangs of spiders, yes! And the most ferocious of lizards. Salamanders too! The most slippery and mean lizards one has ever seen! And I am not afraid to flick you from here to the edge of the farm! I do not want violence... but courage must be met with courage!” The other man who Enkh hadn’t seen had a plan, and for the most part Enkh was going along with it... But he was quite serious about fighting the fairies, too! He could not handle such a personal slight! No one hits him in the nose with champagne or their butt.