Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190402224637/@comment-5543592-20190409165545

The bouncer didn't know what Shanks wanted from him, so he just stood awkwardly to the side.

Chotto paid them little mind as they left.

Outside, they could see the bouncers coming over to restrain Tanner.

"I'm not saying I didn't like The Green Book but I mean... c'mon!" The bouncers seized his arms and he struggled against them. "The message was played out." He shoved back against them. One of the bouncers was shoved away, caught off guard by Tanner's strength. The other hooked his arm around the psyker's throat and spun him, before slamming up facedown on a nearby table. "The book's moral was, wait for it..." he continued in a muffled voice, "racism is bad.  Not exactly, erk,"  the bouncer pinned his arms behind him, "not exactly original."

He lifted his legs up, planted them against the table's underside, and pushed off with all his might. The table flipped over and both Tanner and bouncer fell backwards down the dais. The crashed into a row of tables and chairs, sending furniture flying.