The fact that someone would take their table at the pub, especially when everyone knew that it was their's and their's alone, infuriated Chris. He walked up behind Miyo as she yelled at the table thieves, and over come with anger stepped up to the apparent leader of the group and got right in her face. Her breath stank of cigarette smoke and alcohol. He thought that in this case actions spoke louder than words, and with that he drew his right arm back in attempt to clock her in the side of the jaw.<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Struggle</div><div class="spoiler_body">I rolled for struggle which is 25 and I got a 66... yeah. <br/></div></div>