The door had creaked open as the newcomer entered the brawl. He was situated at 6'2, wore a crimson red three piece suit. A hood of the same color as the suit had obscured his identity from the crowd as his dress shoes lightly patted on the floor. In his right hand was a rather long suitcase that he placed on a yet to be broken table. A gunmetal grey mask had obscured his face, the mask itself taking shape as a human face. It had lacked emotion, inducing only fear and dread into the weak-willed. The only natural thing about his face was the stark blue eyes that pierced through the mask, giving a slight sense of humanity that would quickly become false. With multiple clicks the suitcase had opened without his input, revealing a rifle meant for operators in an exosuit. It was unrecognizable to the denizens of the bar, but one thing was for certain. This man intended to end this petty matter. The laser sight had been turned on and gripping it with one hand he had aimed it to the ceiling, firing off a .50 into the roof. "[b]This. Ends. Now.[/b]" He said in an authoritative tone to all in the bar.