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[IamanElfCollaborator]

Luckily for Cullodus, she isn't as angry and is in full control of her mental faculties.

So she steps aside and lets the man give himself a concussion on the counter.

[MrVoid]

He knocks over another patron's stool and is unconscious. (Sobriety check: 4) the man whose stool fell gets angry at Cullodus for not being careful and throws his drink at her.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

That catches her off guard and spills drink on her shoes. Cullodus glares at the man responsible.

[MrVoid]

His vengeance achieved, the man orders another drink, getting a laugh from the rest of the bar. Cullodus' shoes and lower pants now smell like someone liquified a steak and added alchohol.

The bartender says he'll give Jon a call, mostly because he needs to fire the unconscious moron.

Jon arrives a few minutes later looking frustrated.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Cullodus sighs.
"At least he has the good sense to keep his hands to himself."

[MrVoid]

"Is there a reason why you broke one of my men?"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"He tried to....as you say it, 'cop a feel' of Miss Tezekiel here. I objected non-violently. He didn't."

[Kansa]

Ada nodded "He tried to grope me and then attacked Culludos "

[MrVoid]

"Well, I suppose you've done me a favor.  he motions to some of the men he brought with him. "Go shoot him out an airlock."

"Was there something you need from me?"

[Kansa]

Ada looked at the man being dragged away satisfied, maybe people would stop staring at her so much now. As Jon asked the question she turned back to him

"Yes actually, we wondering if you knew of a way to change the temperature of the arena"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"....do you know where we could.....inspect the heating controls for the arena? We would prefer that they were....balanced for everyone.

After all, we wouldn't want anyone to suffer adverse effects from heat, considering the variety of our combatants."

[MrVoid]

His face lights up, like a child getting everything that they want for their birthday.  He quickly pulls it back down to a more business like expression, but you can still see the glee in his eyes.  "Well, I happen to have a friend of a friend who works on the temperature control deck.  He may be able to get you in and let you... experiment with the controls.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Really? Well then. What do we need to do to....inspect the controls, Jon...?"
Cullodus seems to be stopping herself from saying something else; perhaps an honorific.

[MrVoid]

Jon gives Cullodus a curious look, but continues on with it anyway.  "Nothing at all, I'll contact you with the time to meet my friend's friend sometime later.

[kj1225]

Kyle stands there rather pissed he didn't get time to react.