bar brawl
Send “bar brawl” for our muses to get into a bar fight.
“Vee!”
Scorpia had crumbled under her own empathy when she, despite all risks, allowed the turtle girl to join her for an unofficial scouting mission. Technically her now-partner wasn’t deemed fit for combat, so the chances of her making the roster for undercover work were slim to none... but the princesses had hoped a little bit of rule bending would carve out a niche that would allow Venus see more than just The Fright Zone.
Unfortunately, it seemed their “air tight” intel wasn’t so air tight. One way or another word of their alliance had leaked its way out into the surrounding bar.
Rushing across the room Scorpia plucked Venus up in a single sweeping move, holding her high up in the air away from the angry crowd. “Hey!...” Her free claw slammed into the nearest threat, hitting him with such force it sent him flying across the room, where his back punched a dent in the thin wooden walls.
“Try your luck with someone my size!”
@venusdcmilo
