Bar fight? [Private for Tristian and Jiyu]

The streets of Rose Garden were as busy as always. In the middle of the crowd was the 12 year old Tristian wandering around without any objective to clear or goal to reach. It was 12:30 and the sun stood there high up in the sky. the warm sunlight made the buildings look warm and inviting. Tristian had been wandering around the city streets ever since this morning and decided to go to the inn of Black Rose. He had been there a couple of times now and they had the best iced tea in the world. He ran down the streets excusing whenever he bumped into people. The boy was wearing his usual yellow scarf and orange jacket. His shoes were red with white soles and black laces. When he was almost there he stopped running and took his wallet out of his pocket. "Let's see.. one.. two.. three and a bit.. Must be enough for iced tea!" he mumbled to himself as he entered the inn. The inn looked the same as always it was a bit more crowded then he was used to but with a bit of searching he found a place to sit. he looked around to get the attention of one of the waiters to order his well deserved ice tea. One of the waiters saw him searching around and he came running towards him. "Excuse me sir, how may I help you?" He asked kindly and Tristian looked up by hearing the voice. The child smiled and happily said "I would like to order one iced tea!" The waiter nodded and repeated "One iced tea coming right up." He turned around and went to get the order from the bar. Tristian stared out of the window looking at all the people walking by. This city had so many interesting people. Not a single day was the same either. Secretly he wished for a place in a guild like Black Rose. The city was beautifull. The only problem for him was, however he looked at it he was an assassin. He couldn't just go and join a legal guild. He enjoyed the pain and agony he inflicted on others.

The child was still deep in his thoughts as the waiter came back with his iced tea. "Sir here is your order. One ice tea. Will you pay now or later before you leave?" He asked kindly. Tristian didn't hear him speak at all. After the waiter tried to get his attention for several minutes the guy decided to go get someone higher up as he was. He walked back and at that moment Tristian snapped out of his thoughts and saw his beloved beaverage standing in front of him. he started to take sips from it and couldn't help but to wonder where the waiter was. He decided not to think about the guy and to just enjoy his iced tea. Time flew by as the young assassin sat in the inn and the waiter never returned to ask for payment. Tristian began to get worried about the guy and decided to go and check if he was alright. He ran past the counter and slammed all his money on it. "I had one iced tea," he said to a young lady behind the counter. "Oh and did you see the waiter that served me? I can't seem to find him anywhere." The worried face of Tristian spoke for itself and the lady pointed to the area leading to the back of the inn. "He should be over there, but may I ask why you're looking for him?" Said the young lady a bit confused. "Oh I just wanted to thank him for the amazing iced tea. It became a habit to thank my waiter," the boy said with a bright smile on his face as he ran towards the staffroom. Once he arrived there he noticed a certain scent in the air. This was the scent of fear and death. No doubt about it. He lived in this scent whenever Marceline was nearby the guild hall of Savage Skull. He quickly slammed the door open and stood face to face with three big shadows. He heard a faint breathing behind them and when he slowly sneaked closer he saw the waiter that had servered him his iced tea. "Oh boy. It seems I came in right on time didn't I?" He said as he cracked his knuckles. Flames appeared around him as he slowly walked towards the three gigantic shadows. The room was pitch black and the only light came from his flames. The flames light flickered nto his face where a big smile now had formed. "I hope you three are ready to fight because that guy is my friend, and nobody. Hurts. My friends!" He yelled as he now charged in with his chakrams ready to slice the shady figures up. The waiter screamed in fear as the child had tranformed into his older form and charged at him and the shady figured in front of him. he then blacked out and dropped on the floor like a ragdoll. Tristian spinned around on his feet while his fire circled with him burning everything in range to ashes. The young child didn't care. These demons had to pay for hurting his friend.