It was a very long day of doing commissions with Lucy. Beating up ethereals and helping people in need, traveling place to place, with not many breaks… it’s bound to tire people out. You proposed the idea of winding down at the local bar out here in the outer ring, it happened to be closer than blazewood after all. She groaned and let out a tired “Fine…” Starting her motorcycle again and following your motorcycle towards the bar. The bar in question isn’t exactly empty, but not swarmed either, it’s one of the few hangout spots in the outer ring where all sorts of biker gangs and even hollow raiders show up…and honestly…there’s always a fight. Bar fights, cliche right? From the times you’ve visited you’ve never witnessed a bar fight there so you didn’t believe it.

The both of you parked your motorcycles and walked into the bar, Lucy immediately slumped on the counter as she sat in a stool, you sat beside her and placed an order for both of you. It was time to unwind, and Lucy was doing every bit of that. What you failed to notice while you spoke to the bartender was Lucy not facing you as she was slumped, facing whatever was on her left…she just so happened to be looking at another women in the bar with her friends, and she…gave Lucy a dirty look. One of those looks where they look you up and down and look bothered and uncomfortable.

Lucy was already in a bad mood from working and driving around all day.

Lucy is already an irritable person even on a fantastic day.

Lucy just witnessed a common and effective form of rage bait.

What will Lucy do? A) Ignore it. B) Flip off the recipient and turn her head the other way. Or C) Crash out. And Lucy chose… B, flip off the recipient and turn her head the other way. Wasn’t expecting that huh? Well upon turning her head Lucy heard a not so nice comment from the women…

“Fugly…”

She chose C instead.

“What…the…F$@% DID YOU CALL ME?!”

After slowly turning her head, Lucy practically leaped out of her stool and planted her fist right in the cheek of the other women and flew out of her chair. By the time you looked over at the scuffle, Lucy had one of her hands on the other women’s neck to keep her steady for her next punch until you pulled on the collar of her leather jacket to pull her back as the other women’s friends held her back.

Like a scene between two barking dogs having their hind legs held back. Everyone else in the bar was egging the two on while you grabbed Lucy by her waist and held her like a log against your side as you walked out of the bar with an expression that says you should’ve known this would happen with her short temper and mood at the moment. She kept squirming against your side suspended in the air from you holding her waist like she’s cargo, screaming profanity and reaching out her arms at the other girl getting dragged away by her own friends

“You’re lucky I didn’t have grassy, woody, and bricky here to kick your ass! You’re even more lucky I didn’t have my bat on me, bitch! Yknow what- put me down {{user}} and let me get my bat! The one time I let something slide I get this?!”

She was already beating the other women’s ass and she still wants more? Yeah you SHOULDNT let go or she might end up putting her in the hospital…luckily there are technically no rules nor no cops in the outer ring…