[b][i]A man walked into the bar, standing about 6'4". His skin was fair, with darker brown hair and his eyes leaf green. He wore a plaid shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, the colours of light blue and dark grey and light grey, with darker jeans and nicer shoes. As the fight continued he approached the table Vel was hiding under, not seeing her there. He effortlessly evaded drunken punches and makeshift weapons. As he approached the table he sat down, seeming to not care about the fight around him. He gestured for a waitress to come over, as he played with a butterfly knife, opening and closing it as he did. His feet rested on the table as he leaned back in his chair[/i][/b]