<div class="floatleft"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Taurus Beresford</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fe/Tb.jpg)</div></div><br/><strong>Location:</strong> on a bar stool<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> none<br/><br/>-----------------------------------<br/></div>Taurus didn't get a chance to receive a response from the lovely woman with whom he had stopped to talk as the bright flash of explosion burst in the room to his right and splintered the floor under him on its way to the bar.  Being thrown into the bar by the burst of the floor being destroyed, he crashed into several barstools before finding the underside kneewall that held the bartop. His pants along with some of his leg fur was aflame from the blazing white heat that had hit him from the attack, and his left shoulder was oddly crooked towards his head denoting that he now had a broken collarbone. He sat up and realized that he would only be able to use his right hand in the attempt to douse the flames from himself.  Lacking any flammable materials on his clothing, It wouldn't take much to quell the flames, but his fur was another matter. The flames were very hot and Taurus was in quite a lot of pain, but it wasn't anything with which he was incapable of working. Undoing his jacket buttons he removed the left shoulder of it followed by the arm and then reach around his right side to sling the jacket around over his legs to battle the fire burning him.<br/>His nonchalant approach to the situation prior to the explosion had been a mistake, but now he was prepared to deal with the situation. There wasn't really anything that he could do battle wise, and truthfully, it seemed as if there were other more qualified people already alert and handling the situation. His lack of any real fighting ability, he decided to wait a few moments to let things pan out before deciding what to do; however, he wasn't going to wait for someone to attack him before he was ready to defend himself. Reaching into his bag, he removed some tranquilizers and his scalpel. The tranquilizers were design to be administered by the rifle device which was left in his hotel room, but would work just as well by jabbing it in or throwing at close range. Placing the scalpel blade out in his teeth, he armed himself with a dart in each hand.