<div class="floatleft">(https://gs1.wac.edgecastcdn.net/8019B6/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_m97muidtaR1qiaif5o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jack Connors (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169361.msg7969056#msg7969056)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Woods<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Scarlett, Fortula, Ashleigh, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Jack rolled his eyes and remarked dryly to no one in particular, "Oh, look, rape. How charming." In most other situations, he would let it play, but this particular act still managed to truly raise his hackles. Well, if he was to do anything resembling heroics, he might as well get on with it.<br/><br/>He tapped the apparent leader of the group on the shoulder. "Er... not to be 'that guy,' but you're not exactly doing yourself a favor. There are witnesses. Lots of witnesses. And not all of them are going to forget this by tomorrow. And lots of them have cell phones. With cameras. That take pictures and video. Also, I'm fairly certain there was another guy here who tried to pull a similar stunt to this little escapade earlier. He got his ass handed to him by some random stranger from the crowd. If I were you, I might suggest dialing back the creepy vibes and putting down the knife," he said, with a tone positively dripping with condescension.<br/><br/>If nothing else, it might serve as a distraction until someone who could actually fight Meathead McBeerbreath saw what was happening. Jack hoped he didn't get stabbed in the meantime. That would ruin his whole day.