Felix Hutire
Cool, sauve, and ready for action! Nothing phases him and he is an adept at Earth magic.
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Felix Hutire walks into the bar
"Hey, can I get a bourbon over here?" he asks
Felix Hutire sighs. "I guess I'll have to get it myself." he says, walking around the counter
Felix Hutire looks over at Roli. "Want something?"
"Ok then...." he takes the water bottle and hands it to Roli. He then pours himself a bourbon
Felix Hutire smiles. "What's wrong with you?"
"If you say so." he says as he walks around the bar
Felix Hutire laughs. "I'm not scared of some kitchen knife!" he says as he takes a drink
Felix Hutire smiles and grabs the hand that's holding the knife. "Not gonna happen, princess." he slaps her hand so that the knife goes flying.
Felix Hutire mutters something under his breath and the wound heals. "Earth magic." he says, standing up
"Now THIS isn't a butter knife." he says as he draws his sword. It was a light brown, like the Earth
"Don't worry, I haven't." he says, turning around. He laughs. "With a pocket knife like that? What could you possibly do!?"
Felix Hutire a line is torn into his shirt at the cut. "That all? I'm sure an assassin like you can do better than that!"
Felix Hutire laughs and turns around. "That so? I'll be waiting....."
Felix Hutire leans against the wall, watching Roli and Xavier.
(( God, tuning my guitar is a bitch ))
Felix Hutire watches Roli and Xavier, amused