[He'd been kind of waiting for that. Murphy had been in and out of this place plenty, one of the only parts around here that wasn't dusty and boring, but Ino's voice was easily recognizable from the arrival wave she'd sent. He remembers her being a captain. He also remembers how many straight lines were on his own captain's, Natasha's face throughout this attack to present. So he gives the guy laying it on extra thick a good ten minutes to last. He gets less than that.
With a look cast behind his back, Murphy can't help but laugh under his breath at the man on the floor. He looks from Ino's boots to the rest of her, and promptly raises the glass he's been nursing for the better part of an hour (useless - but cheap) above his head with a loud cheer.]
Alright, wooo, fight! [A toast to persistently irritated blondes in charge.] Now kick him in the squishy part.
B - i hope this isn't too late!
With a look cast behind his back, Murphy can't help but laugh under his breath at the man on the floor. He looks from Ino's boots to the rest of her, and promptly raises the glass he's been nursing for the better part of an hour (useless - but cheap) above his head with a loud cheer.]
Alright, wooo, fight! [A toast to persistently irritated blondes in charge.] Now kick him in the squishy part.