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"Oi! What the hell!" A large male Miqo'te tumbled backwards through the doors of the Coffin and Coffer, down the steps landing hard on his ass in the dirt, one hand rising up to rub at his jaw as he glared up at his attacker.
Standing at the top of the stairs, one hand on her hip, the other balled into a fist were the aquamarine eyes of a female Seeker of the Sun. Her blonde hair tied up with adorable white ribbons into twin ponytails, tiger stripe markings stand out against her lightly tanned cheeks. A loose purple shirt hangs from her lithe form falling down over black tights which are tucked neatly into purple shoes. A tight brown leather collar was locked like a belt around her neck. Her hands are covered with matching purple fingerless gloves. Hanging from her belt rests a well-used, pair of bone hora weapons.
"Keep your hands to yourself and you won't find my fist in your face." She growled softly and spit in the dirt near his foot ... she was oh so ladylike. The male growled back and took a step forward, causing the female to raise her fists once more.
"Bah, a tramp like you ain't worth the time of day." He waved his hand dismissively and turned around, walking off towards Black Brush Station, still grumbling and rubbing his jaw.
The female Miqo'te raised her hand and brushed it along her chin in a rude gesture towards the males back, before turning and heading back inside the tavern. "Give me a cold one." She called to the waitress and sat down in a seat near the bar, ignoring any looks or whispers from the other patrons.
