<strong>Jason Jefferson - Watching the two drunks run off to find some other trouble.</strong><br/><br/>Any other day, Jason would have ran out to make sure no permanent damage was done to whoever was having the shit kicked out of them, but today he just wasn't in the mood as he stood at the bar still, sighing heavily before turning back to the bar again.  "Might want to hand me another Budweiser there Louie."  Jason asked, the fight having left him all at once.  He needed to calm down before he was run out of town before he could do his job....and while he hated to say it, with help from the other hunters in the building before they too had run off to check up on the scene outside.  Yeah....he'd try to actually WORK TOGETHER with some of these people, but the moment things turned sour he'd charge in, guns blazing so they'd get some time to get out or fight on, whatever they did to make it out of there alive, his own cursed life be damned.