[i]Card burst into the bar, hands tucked into his pockets as she made his way over to the bar, taking out a cigar and lighting it as if in routine.[/i] "Whaddya have?" [i]He asked the bartender, kicking his feet up onto the counter, completely oblivious to the stares of other people who were staring at him. The bartender replied, and he nodded slightly.[/i] "I would like a beer. Specifically a gold, if you have it." [i]He took another puff, glancing around at the crowd.[/i] "What? I'm just tryin to get a drink." [spoiler]Open to all; fight, talk, arm wrestle, idc[/spoiler]