((OCC) Sorry for the colour fest but there was a lot of dialogue in this post. i'll mute it in future if anyone wants me to.)
Spook smiled as usual the portents were vague and imprecise as usual. “I’ve hared those words many times so I’ll give ‘em to ya, save for the first part! That prediction ended the moment the shuttle landed.” He picked up the glass and made a toasting gesture and downed the glass. “as for the last part I’m home and here ‘troubles’ are my business, mate.” With that chucked the glass across the room missing the worried man and striking his pursuer, who had followed him into the bar, in the eye before shattering.
As he hit the floor Spook was on his feet and past the table without disturbing it. He stalked across the now silent bar room passed the worried man and snatching up the felled pursuer with one hand, dragged him across the room and pinning him on the back wall of a vacant alcove. “Jer’ek. Long time no see eh? First Zek and now you this must be my fraggin’ lucky day or what” the man was about to answer when Spook shuck him “weres my bloody money?” the man shuck his head “not...got...erk...it Spook. Ack...ack-least not ... now” Spook patted him down and pulled out a huge wad of credits which he fanned and did a rough count, letting go of the man. Who seeing the opportunity made a break for it, only for Spook to grab him by the scruff of the neck and drag him back in to the alcove. “Now then to the matter of you poaching off my turf and the remainder of this dept” he paused and looked at the man who had just been pursued in to the bar. “Why you goin’ after fraggin’ tourists eh? “The man looked to the other man and back to Spook “just a job spook, honest. Good money Spook. Please, please don’t kill me Spook”
Spook waited a couple of heart beats before smiling evilly; “no I’ll let Zek deal with your arse for disrupting his bar.” The colour drained from the man’s face as Spook twisted his arm and shoved him towards the bar pushing him into it several feet away. Jer’ek braced himself against the bar as Spook joined him, herding the dumbstruck pursue’ee with an arm over his shoulder. “my friend here wishes to apologies for any wrong doings he may have done, don’t ya?” Jer’ek merely spat onto the bar. Spook planted his boot to the back of Jer’eks right knee with a crunch, dropping him and slamming his jaw into the bar. “S..S...Sorry mate bit of a misunderstanding eh?” he sneered though clenched teeth. “I’ll have another bottle on his tab” he said pushing Jer’ek’s against the bar harder and leaning in “I’ll be seeing you later ‘bout the rest of what you owe me” he whispered in Jer’ek’s ear. Spook took the bottle and shepherded the man to his table “come join us friend” he mutterd before stopping and from over his shoulder said “Oh Zek, he’ll be sorting out for the disruption K.”
“Now where were we, ah yes! Introductions, The names Spook please to meet ya” he grinned sitting down and pouring fresh drinks for everyone.