<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c5/5f/68/c55f68f23ab0a6b441c164f67fd70a86.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Brett Roman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341089.msg16149669#msg16149669)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Cream, long-sleeved dress shirt, satin wine-red waistcoat, tie, black dress pants and shoes.<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Friday, 1 April 2050, 0100<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Downtown, Raven City<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Poppy<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Heading home<br/><hr/>Brett was walking out the back when he heard loud cursing. It sounded like trouble, and he remembered the little red head was at the front of the bar. “Damn it. What now?” he exclaimed as he ran as fast as he could down the alley to the front. As soon as he emerged from the alley, he was halted in his tracks by the sight of Poppy and her vines flinging the bikers around. His jaw dropped as he surveyed everything that had happened from the gang scattered about her to the fallen bikes.<br/><br/>“What are you doing?! Are you insane?” Brett yelled. He raced over to the shrimp and grasped her hand before he quickly fled the scene with her.<br/><br/>Mr. Dapper stepped out front and stared in shock at all the downed hounds. Had there been a gang fight? They had just left his bar not too long ago. He glanced down the street to see the back of Brett running with a girl short enough to be a child. Had Brett done this? He must have been underestimating him.<br/><br/>“Jesus…” Mr. Dapper breathed.<em>Serves them right.</em><br/><br/>Without calling for an ambulance or any sort of aid, Mr. Dapper walked back into the bar and locked it up for the night.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, once Brett felt they had fled far enough away, he released Poppy’s hand as he tipped his head back slightly, trying to catch his breath. “You got to stop,” he told the fae through his panting.<br/><br/>He looked down at her and warned, “You can’t go doing things like that around here. You could have killed someone, and if the police found out, I wouldn’t be able to help you!”