Bar Brawl (Jarvis vs Tix)

Jarvis grunted in stupor. "Spare me the belittlement, you are a capable fighter and much stronger than you look." He said with a hint of recognition, as he begun to slowly but surely try to return to his wobbling feet.

"A warned you." The ashen haired woman offered a hand to the wobbling man. "But to be honest I feel a bit better after kicking your ass."

Jarvis gave a smile as he took her hand, steadying himself as he returned to his feet. "Well, that makes one of us.." He mutters with a chuckle, his hands pulling down on his shirt to tidy it up as he tried to calm down, his body still aching with pent up arousal.

"Well, you did interrupt my drink after I dispatched those drunkards who were creating problem." Tix replied looking more serious.

"Ah yes, apologies. I see now that I may have been in the wrong, is there any way I could make it up to you? That is, if the thorough beating wasn't enough." He said with a soft chuckle and a wink.

Stretching her arms Tix turned around and walked away from Jarvis. "Kicking your ass was enough to lift my mood so I'll let you off the hook already."