"You seem like the popular type." Ampere murmured as the Miqo'te raced towards him.
The Duskwight wasn't usually one to interfere in other people's altercations, but the dark-skinned girl had apparently completed his task for him, and had also saved him from a flying mug earlier. At the very least he could try and return the favor.
Reaching out and gently touching rampaging drunk's broad shoulder, Ampere attempted to put on his most soothing voice.
"...Maybe we should just sit down and talk about this." He suggested quietly. It didn't work.
The drunken man growled and grabbed at the lancer's gauntlet, hunching himself forward and exerting a tremendous force that threw the Elezen up over his shoulder. Rather than slamming into the floor or a nearby wall, however, Ampere simply twisted his body in mid-air and landed cleanly on top of a nearby table.
"Sorry, but I actually have more of an advantage off the ground than on it." Ampere said simply, before suddenly noticing that his right hand was now completely bare.
The large man who had just thrown him seemed equally perplexed, holding the stripped away gauntlet in one hand...and a shining blue bangle in the other.
The pale Elezen's eyes narrowed and darkened, as he flipped high off the table, barely avoiding a collision with the ceiling, then deftly planted both his feet into the drunken man's face upon landing.
As the man's burly frame crashed and shook the ground, Ampere calmly stepped off his head and caught the bracelet as it descended from the air, placing it securely back over his wrist.
"...Case in point." He muttered. Â
Leaning forward so he could also retrieve his gauntlet from the floor, the lancer placed it back over his hand in order to once again hide his accessory, before turning to face the Miqo'te.
"Are you alright?"
The Duskwight wasn't usually one to interfere in other people's altercations, but the dark-skinned girl had apparently completed his task for him, and had also saved him from a flying mug earlier. At the very least he could try and return the favor.
Reaching out and gently touching rampaging drunk's broad shoulder, Ampere attempted to put on his most soothing voice.
"...Maybe we should just sit down and talk about this." He suggested quietly. It didn't work.
The drunken man growled and grabbed at the lancer's gauntlet, hunching himself forward and exerting a tremendous force that threw the Elezen up over his shoulder. Rather than slamming into the floor or a nearby wall, however, Ampere simply twisted his body in mid-air and landed cleanly on top of a nearby table.
"Sorry, but I actually have more of an advantage off the ground than on it." Ampere said simply, before suddenly noticing that his right hand was now completely bare.
The large man who had just thrown him seemed equally perplexed, holding the stripped away gauntlet in one hand...and a shining blue bangle in the other.
The pale Elezen's eyes narrowed and darkened, as he flipped high off the table, barely avoiding a collision with the ceiling, then deftly planted both his feet into the drunken man's face upon landing.
As the man's burly frame crashed and shook the ground, Ampere calmly stepped off his head and caught the bracelet as it descended from the air, placing it securely back over his wrist.
"...Case in point." He muttered. Â
Leaning forward so he could also retrieve his gauntlet from the floor, the lancer placed it back over his hand in order to once again hide his accessory, before turning to face the Miqo'te.
"Are you alright?"
