(http://fotoalbum.paulvanderlinde.com/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&g2_itemId=59767)<div class="floatright">(http://9.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktahf08TT71qaopmto1_400.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name</strong>: Tristyn Phoenix<br/><strong>Dressed in:</strong>See Photo to right, minus hat<br/><strong>Time</strong>: Lost in time<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Elizabeth<br/><br/>His eyes glazed over as she spoke re living each moment as it went.  He was summoned which didn't have him quite as worried as he should have been since he has spent time in the office before.  Yet when he entered the room and everyone gave him a sorrowing look, he knew something was up, and when he found out what that something was, his life did change, he, did change.  He came back to reality shaking his head<strong><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Jacob was a lazy arse who was ridding on my back to get his eagle scout... he was just upset there was no more free ride...."</span></em></strong>His eyes sharpened as he stared passed her across the small eating area near the windows.  Jameson Moore, a new minion to Scotts little gang was taking photos of them and laughing with his little girlfriend who looked dirtier then a McDonalds parking lot.<br/><br/><strong><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Excuse me..."</span></em></strong>he pushed away from the table and she could see he was focused on something.  In moments he was confronting the junior grabbing for the phone that had taken the photos. She could hear them as the spoke with angry tones, everyone could hear them.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><em><strong>"Fuck off freak..."</strong></em></span>Jameson said as he pushed Tristyn from him.  In mear seconds they were in eachothers faces.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><strong><em>"Delete the God damn photos jock...dont ruin this night..."</em></strong></span>Tristyn spat back. Jameson just chuckled as he pocketed the phone<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><strong><em>"Ruin what, your little pity date....go ahead ask her if she'd date you on anyother occassion, she feels sorry for you, since daddys dead and all..."</em></strong></span>the last little part was all he needed.  She could see it as clear as day, like someone turning a light switch on.<br/><br/>His muscles tensed and he went into full out RDJISH Mode (Robert Downey Jr. In Sherlock Holmes Mode).  His mind clicked and he played scenarios off in his head as his eyes darted about understanding their surroundings.  With gritting teeth he clocked the kid hard across the chin knocking him backwards over his date and toppling the table over. She knew this was it, people got up as some moved away, others chanted for the fight to continue on disgustingly placing bets on each of the kids fighting.  As quick as he went down, Jameson was up and tackled Tristyn into a near by wall.  Pinning him there he began a barage of hits to Tristyns torso and bruised areas.  Clenching his jaw he heard his dads voice in his head.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><strong><em>"Let it be, brunt the pain, attack when open"</em></strong></span>with that as Jameson pulled back Tristyn brought an elbo down to the kids shoulder causing him to scream in pain.<br/><br/>Something surly was broken, but this didnt stop the enraged teen.  He brought a knee up to the kids chin methodicly placing it in an eye which would cause him to straighten up faster.  He played it off in his head<strong><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Step one jab...step two jab...step three hook..."</span></em></strong>he lead his barage of attacks on the kid before snatching him by the shirt<strong><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Step 11..."</span></em></strong>he mentally stated as he turned launching the kid accross the room.  What he didnt calculate was her, the only thing that should have mattered to him all night, the only thing that could've mattered to him all year, Elizabeth Goetz.  As Jameson was launched across the room he stumbled and flailed trying not to fall backwards, but as he fell, he took out the high seated table Tristyn and his beautiful date sat at.  Jameson hit with enough force it caused her to fall backwards towards the cold stone ground. Tristyn stood there in shock as he came down from his rage, his eyes were locked at to where she fell, and as he approched her he spoke softly<strong><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Elizabeth?..."</span></em></strong>the area was quiet as all that were watching obviously saw the error in his "planning".