<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Roman</span></div><div align="center">(http://i1086.photobucket.com/albums/j447/octopusdreams/Roman/sportycallum1-1.jpg)</div><br/>Roman didn't need to hear another word out of that scum's mouth. He didn't heed Chanel's words, or any glimmer of consequence he saw coming from this. He simply wasn't one to be tested with as much self control as a wild animal had. The bruise on his cheek should have foretold this happening. He swung. Roman hit Richard in the face- sure to leave a black eye. He didn't notice that Richard had picked up a fork, nor did he care to. He expected<em>some thing</em>of course, sneaky little bastard like that would always be prepared. But he just didn't care and so the scuffle began.