"McLoughton!" The Asian accented voice called out throughout the tavern, interrupting Bolin's toast while striking a small cheer down the spine of the man who bore the name. Busy making out with yet another woman, the name quickly brought Sasha back to his senses, pulling himself off the woman with a wink before he gave a small glance towards Xue, who was still frantically looking over the crowded tavern for his target.
"Uh oh..." Sasha spoke to himself as he began to rush to the other side of the bar where he had left his spear, hoping to not get noticed. But it was too late.
"Don't you try to weasel out of this now, you bastard." Xue continued as he drew his sword, stamping his feet forward in a direct course to Sasha.
"Now I can fulfil the prophecy with your head!""Ahah," Sasha hummed to himself as he ducked out of view for a moment, only to return with a drinking glass in his hand,
"How about no?" Sasha replied before smashing the glass across the head of one of the most brutish people in the room, quickly ducking out of the way as the man reacted with a swing of his burly fist, only to strike another large woodcutter who stood behind Sasha.
With just these two moves and a few seconds for the rest of the tavern to process the current situation, total anarchy suddenly broke out. The whole room fell into a mess of drunkards striking at each other. Anyone who was nearby was a victim of the enraged man who dropped his drink. Even Xue, who's sword was slapped out of his hand as a smith swung a drunk fist, only to have it clang against the metal armour plating Xue's body, with an armoured hand striking the side of his head to send him to sleep. The tavern's band took advantage of such a situation, playing a little
background music to assist in the mood of the anarchy which flooded the room.
Sasha, on the other hand, moved with great swiftness. Dodging between punches, swinging his body around people and acting as a pivot to one of the drunkards who insulted Alaric as they stepped back, tripping over and hitting their head on a stool. Finally, the spear was in his sights, he just needed to reach out and...
"You little shit." A deep, alcoholic voice spoke out to Sasha as he was lifted into the air and slammed into one of the tables. It was the brute he had hit with the glass before. "I'll make sure you won't forget this beating you-"
"Wait!" Sasha interrupted, his hands held above his head,
"I feel like you need to learn a new term. It's a very nice term, it's called stalling." The brute cocked his head to the side in confusion as he allowed Sasha to continue, still holding him down on the table;
"Stalling is an act where someone distracts another in order to drag their attention away from a planned action to enable it to take place without interruption. A good example is right now, because I need some time to cast."And with the end of his small lesson, Sasha clicked his fingers, giving off a very low pitched, pulse sound as the air in front of him became visibly distorted. Sound waves pushed outwards against the brute, effectively throwing him into a wall.
"Right, spear." Sasha reminded himself as he brushed himself off, only to see the spear had disappeared from its place. He frantically looked around the disaster for the spear, only to see some drunkard using it as a club.
"No no no no no no, you'll break it!"As he made a beeline to the spear, dodging more drunkards, Sasha took advantage of the situation. It wasn't like he could get hurt after he had activated the continuous cast of sound manipulation. And so, he danced, moving in beat with the song played by the tavern's band, easily dodging anyone who targeted him. He even took drinks from people's hands and drank them down in one gulp, having the time of his life. That was, until the glass was cut clean in half as he held it to his mouth. Xue had gotten past the anarchy.
"I ain't falling for your crafty shit, McLoughton." Xue stated,
"Ah, it's been a while!" Sasha replied, giving a little thought before continuing,
"Zoo? Zoo-eh? Zee-ooh?""It's Xue.""Y'know, just writing your name out like that without any phonetics doesn't help with any pronunciation."Xue gave off a confused look as Sasha spoke, looking up as if he was talking to someone.
"Whatever, I'll kill you!" He quickly shook off the confusion as the sword was swung again, aimed straight for Sasha's neck, but quickly countered as Sasha ducked below the sword and span around Xue to get away. He still danced to the tune while dodging the blade and focusing on his spear.
That was, until a table had gotten in the way, forcing Sasha to climb backwards onto the table, giving a small jig as he kicked at some drunkards' heads to clear a path across people's shoulders to the spear.
"I think it's time for your afternoon nap." Sasha stated as he tapped on the drunk's head, giving off a small pulse which incapacitated him, allowing the spear to return to Sasha's hands once more. And just in time, Xue had pushed through the crowd and swung his blade down towards Sasha, who blocked it by holding the spear sideways...