A Mess of Mayhem (Open)

[Mr. Damien 'Mayhem' Caine]

The olden wooden door swung open violently, as Damien gave it a little too much shoulder as he pushed out of the bar and staggered out into the street. Vodka sloshing around his system but not as much as he could desire, it was enough to leave the man tipsy but not wreaked. Even so he staggered, more then the alcohol really was inducing but laziness leaving him too annoyed to bother not dragging his feet. The moonless night, and the lack of required street lights made the streets in this part of town pretty dark. So much so that when the hand shot out of an alley as he passed it Damien didn't notice. 

Damien was roughly shoved against the alley wall, something pressed to his back but not really giving him much indication what it was due to his heavy leather coat between him and the object. Even so Damien smirked, when the guy behind him spoke up. "Give us your wallet old man, or I'll gut you." The young man demanded, and didn't realise just how much his words had given away. Damien had been worried, that this was the past coming to haunt him and the object had been a gun, but the phrase told him it was neither and so he act. 

Damien threw his head back hard, the back of his head colliding with the guys nose and sending him staggering back before he had the chance to do with the knife which he had threatened. Then turning Damien brought up a leg and took the guy in the gut burst forward and threw him bodily out of the mouth of the alley and on to the ground in the street. He walked out after and pinned knife wielding hand to the ground hard with a foot and looked around hoping that there would be no witnesses but knowing that with the clubs and bars around even with little light on the street, someone would likely be able to see that something was taking place.

[David B.]

David saw. He was leaning against the lamp post.

Hell, he'd seen the guy enter with the knife, had watched the beat down.

Still he watched, waiting to see what the guy who almost got robbed would do.

QUEST ACTIVATED

Quest Info

Requirements: Unknown
Difficulty: Hard
Rewards: Unknown

Requirements for quest start:

Speak to David.

[Mr. Damien 'Mayhem' Caine]

Damien looked up and across the street and spotted someone, it  wasn't hard seeing as they were standing directly under light from a lamp post. Illuminated as they were, Damien swore he knew the face, but didn't have a clue why. A passing acquaintance for Damien could mean many thing, some good, some bad. Even so, Damien would however didn't walk over directly. Instead he brought his foot out and took the guy on the floor in the head in order to render him most certainly unconscious and bent down and picked up the knife, before slipping it behind his back and through a beltloop. 

Then Damien walked towards David, and made a thumbing gesture over toward the guy on the floor while he spoke. "So this prick a friend of your, or do you like just standing by when you see a mugging almost happen." Damien said with a chuckle.

[David B.]

David glanced at the guy.

"Nah. He was no threat. His hand was shaking and the knife was held loose. He was blazed out of his mind- no way he was bringing down 259's PE teacher."

David undid the button of his jacket, pushing off the pole.

He offered the hand that he used to release his jacket for a handshake.

"David. It's a pleasure to see your face outside of a school file."

[Mr. Damien 'Mayhem' Caine]

Damien gave a mental sigh of relief that didn't show on his expression in the slightest. So this hadn't been a extremely bad attempt of the past coming back for a quick dig in. Nor one related to more recent dealings, also good. Whoever this man was, had done him a favour by confirming where he may have seen his face before.

Damien didn't take the hand though, instead his normal shining personality of snarky came through with a trademark smirk and him speaking. "Handshakes are for introductions, and unsurprisingly, apparently I don't need one." Casual confidence, and residual arrogance all in one statement. "This isn't the normal part of town I'd expect to run into a man from 259? You're certainly no student, though I see a couple of those drinking down here sometimes." The fake straight laced teacher act, well the fake not a complete ass of a teacher act at least, shown up the complete lack of care of student drinking. 

[David B.]

David kept his hand out and cocked a brow.

"While true to some extent, it's also used as a form of greeting between peers. And it's considered incredibly rude to refuse. Some might even say it's insulting."

He'd stare and wait for the guy to shake his hand. If he still refused, David would slowly bring his hand back and stick it in his pocket, making a mental note. If he shook it, David would take it kindly, also making a mental note before putting his hand in his pocket.

"No. I'm trying to find someone. I'm having a little trouble, though....would you care to help?"

OOC: QUEST OFFERED!

[Mr. Damien 'Mayhem' Caine]

Damien chuckled at David words about how refusing a handshake was rude, amused by them. "Some might say." Damien replied, and brought his hand around to take David in a strong grip of a hand shake, for a brief moment before pulling his away seemingly not caring. "Well I'm not much of a matchmaker, but I make a damn fine wingman." Damien gave a boisterous laugh. "But I'm pretty damn sure that not what you mean." Damien added making clear he didn't expect that the man was after either, even though his wording could be swekd to mean such for the uncouth play of words. 

"Who is it you're looking for?" Damien asked, having not directly decided if he was going to help, but at least making a show of interest over the matter. While being annoying to someone who knew him professionally wasn't that bad, refusing to help someone he expected was a college was not probably a good move to avoid suspicion. 

(OOC: Quest accepted lol)

[David B.]

David gave a little chuckle- indeed, not at all what he meant. But he assumed from the laugh that this Caine was making a joke, so played along. He'd clear his throat and glance around.

"His name is August Ronshield. He's well built, with fire red hair and a general laziness about him. He went missing a day or so ago in that bar you staggered out of. I'm offering a reward for his safe return, if that spices it up for you."

Damien seemed like the kind of man that would need some incentive.

[Mr. Damien 'Mayhem' Caine]

Now that was better. Damien though to himself. However the sords he came back with would be in complrte reverse to that. Perhaps making David think. "I'd gladly accept, but that isn't why. Missing guy down these part sounds like it could be serious. These ain't the nicest parts after all." Damien lied, the money was indeed why he was accepting but it was always best to keep someone on their toes.

He would then head back towards the bar, opening the door with a gentle kick as part of a step and storming into the room. A few people down here would know him a least a little due to bar fights and the like. However he would shout loud to get more then just those attention. "Yo I'm looking for some dude by the name of August Ronshield, and I ain't got all night to ask polite like..." Damien said and leaned by the door with a sense of dangerous casualness.