The bar was already roudy when the three arrived. Hayden Wagner looked around and raised an eyebrow. "And you come here often, Shane?"

"All the time." Shane said, ushering him and his twin brother Jordan. Both Wagners were under Washu's image projectors, looking none the less human then some of the other patrons.

"I like it!" Jordan said gleefully.

Shane snorted and lead the way back to a booth. Only one other booth was occupied, next to them, by a silver haired grunge young man and a red headed young man who was to fucking feminine for his own good and obviously trying to hide that by the punk look. Shane felt sorry for the red head, probably going to get hurt in a place like this looking far more attractive as a girl then the waitresses.

Speaking of Waitresses. Kate was crossing the floor as Shane and the twins sat down. "Long time no see, Shane." Kate said with a good natured smile and a wink. She was a naturally pretty blonde woman in her mid 30s. And she might have been sweet on Shane but everyone knew it was Shane's father, Logan that Kate had a thing for.

"Kate. What's up with the crowd?" Shane nodded with his chin at the rowdy patrons.

"Wet t-shirt contest got cancelled. What can I get you boys?" Kate asked.

Shane grimaced mockingly and answered. "Three brews. Tap."

"You got it sugar." Kate winked again and smiled at the twins, before moving past them and stopping at the second booth.

Shane heard the two order a Millar and Harry's special Pirate Hunter cocktail and Kate say. "Harry only limits a customer to four of those, this'll be your third..."

He heard a soft voice answer, "This'll be my last one," And glanced over to see that it was the red head who'd spoken and he looked quiet sober. Shane winced, knowing what went into a Pirate Hunter, having held the record of downing six in a straight row. Before Shane fell off his stool, with his dad laughing his ass off. Shane had been 18 and it had been his first drinking experience.

Kate sighed, then nodded and headed for the bar. Shane watched silver haired grunge lean forward and heard him slurringly say. "I'm not carryin' yer arse outta 'ere." He had a thick irish accent.

The red head grinned and patted the grunge youth on the arm. "It's okay Eire...I'll drive."

Shane snorted softly, grinning slightly, keeping on eye on the rowdy patrons.

Kate returned with the drinks and all five sat silently drinking, and watching the rowdy patrons.

Then it happened. A rough fight began braking out. Shane's head snapped up from his cigarette when he heard breaking bottles and Jordan was fidgeting in his seat, watching the main floor.

The other two had also turned their attentions to the floor and the red head looked like he was about to get up, when some one from the fight threw a chair. The red head threw himself under the table as the chair crashed into the table. The silver haired guy threw himself over the booth into Hayden's lap. "'orry Mate!" He said quickly, climbing off of Hayden .

Shane was on his feet as the fight began moving closer to them. He stooped and moment and offered his hand to the red head, who accepted and Shane pulled him to his feet. He looked at the guy, yeah, a lot of trouble for this one. But he didn't look drunk. And he was watching the fight with an apperensive look.

Shane knew looks could be deceptive and said. "Any chance of gettin' out of here is now cut off...think you can handle it, if the fight moves are way."

The red head looked at him with a slight irritated, slightly amused look. "Yeah, I think so. It's him I'm worryed about." He nodded to his friend. Shane looked and saw the guy leaning on the booth,

"We'll keep 'im under the table." Shane said, the fight coming closer. Shane began pulling a chair from a near by table near him and held out his other hand. "Name's Shane Li."

The redhead had already picked up a pool que that had been thrown and took Shane's hand, shaking it. "Lex Mordant."

Shane nodded. "That's Jordan and Hayden Wagner. Boys, keep it simple. No freaky stuff." Shane warned the twins, who just grinned in reply.

"That's Eire Montgomery." Lex nodded to Eire who was pulling himself up right. Shane caught a scent and looked at the silver haired young man, seeing he'd sobered up very quickly and Shane knew why. Shane and Eire's gaze met and both exchanged a grin only an animal could know about.

"Pleasure." Eire said with a grin, grabbing another chair.

At that moment, several bodies fell in on the five. Shane used the chair to shove people back, but one guy swung another chair and broke the one Shane was holding. Shane ducked a punch and came up hitting the man in the jaw, before shoving him back. He noticed Harry and Kate and the other waitresses retreated to the back room. They'd have about ten minutes to really duke it out before the cops showed up, or Harry came back out with his shot gun.

Jordan and Hayden were having more fun, playing cat and mouse with the guys who were trying to pick a fight with them.

But Eire was duking it out with a large barly guy near by, ducking punches with ease. He grabbed a beer bottle and brought it crashing down on the guy's arm, ducking another swipe.

Shane glanced over his shoulder and caught sight of Lex. Another man had grabbed a pool que and swung it at Lex, who flipped his vertically and blocked the blow, while leaning back. One of Lex's hands came off the pool que to come around on the guys side, at his elbow and Shane heard a snap. Lex ducked a last attempt blow by the guy as the man feel away yelling in pain to grab his elbow.

Then Lex was ducking a beer bottle. Shane smirked slightly and turned back to the fight, Some one had a jagged bottle poking at Shane and Shane took a half step back as the man lunged forward. Then Shane grabbed his upper arm, jerking down ward, dislocating the shoulder and then elbow'd the man in the nose, before shoving him away.

They faught their way to the door, but some one must've spread word that it was now a gang up on Shane and the other four because half way there a short, blonde headed young man, handsome, stepped in front of the group.

Everyone came to a stop staring at the man in disbelief. He gave an arragont nod of the chin to Shane, silently challenging him, then took a defensive stance.

"Ah fuckin' hell, ya gotta fuckin' be kiddin' me! Fuck man!" Shane groaned with an irritated gesture.

"Jus' knock 'im 'round, kick 'is arse a bit and we'll go!" Eire put in.

"Come on Shane!" Jordan goaded.

"Fine!" Shane snapped, taking off his leather coat. "Mind holdin' this?" He asked Lex.

"Nah." Lex took the jacket.

Shane nodded. "Obliged, be right back." He moved forward. The blonde guy began circling him. The crowd began giving them room.