:: Fierce, stirring Haka ::
…pokes Case Sensitive.
*is hurled around the room no less than two or three times, and ends up eating *Bosda’s ** boot. In true kung-fu stylie, is cartwheeled out through the window and lands in the alleyway outside in a shower of glass. Tries to regroup and launch herself through the window, but an unfortunate misunderstanding of the limitations of the human form results in her catching her foot on the windowsill, and ploughing headfirst into a table. Dat’s gotta hoit!
ducks out of the door
reappears riding a bull rhinoceros, by some bizarre streak of narrative improbability
drives it merrily around the barroom, trampling and goring indiscriminately
also whips up a lasso using his mad ropecraft skillz and pops a loop over Banquet Bear and Case Sensitive.
<returns to his ship, takes off, and nukes the place from orbit>
Sorry. It was the only way to be sure. 
brightly
Clearly, you have forgotten Rule One!
goes back to Full Crazed Fighting Mode™
I learned this from Goku…
KA-MAY-AH-MAY-AH WAAAAAVVVE!!!
<bandages hands> It was Time magazine, you freak! They had an interesting article on today’s cyberculture! <proceeds to kick Case Sensitive about the head until it resembles a bloody pulp, smirking as he collapses, unconscious, to the floor>
<gets the smelling salts> We’ve got to pull together! Pool our resources! I’ve got a serious concussion and broken fingers, but I’m not licked yet! We can do it!
enters, wild eyed . . .
WHO YOU CALLING PSYCHO??
<Rhinocerous walks right into Kamehameha Wave Blast, blown right back out of room.>
Kamehameha Wave Blast unpins Askia from 45 record improvised shruiken which impaled him to the bar. Grabs six-pack of whupass. Chugs one. Gets energized like “Popeye.”
Turns on his liberator, Bosda Di’Chi of Tricor and says, “Now I give show you the same gratitute Kuwaiti insurgents have given U.S. soldiers in Iraq!”
Takes out garage door opener. Points. Blows up Bosda with roadside bomb hidden under the floor. (That’s why he had Harborwolf digging up the floorboards yesterday.)
Points and blows up KCSuze, Case Sensitive and Rhinocerous who was trying to sneak back inside.
Dumbass Psycho.
Bwah ha ha ha ha!
You think you can take me? You think you can take me? Come’n get a bite, you sonsabitches!
<dusts herself off>
Anyone feel that?
<pulls self together and climbs into the A-10 Warthog that I had parked outside, takes off, and blows poor Sherman to bits>
Consider it topped.
(Emerges from behind seat.)
Harborwolf, why aren’t you digging more holes in the barroom floor, you slacker?
Shoves Harborwolf from the pilot’s seat. Watches him fall to the ground, reddish splotch on pavement blossoms like unfolding rose petals.
Oh. Wait. I don’t know know how to fly this thing. (Whips out cell phone.) Uh, Dozer, I need a pilot download for an A-10 Warthog immediately. Hello?
Not in the face! Not in the face!
OK.
:Bites Miller:
Pulls self together…again (Och, I’m gettin’ bad at this) and pulls out magic pencil. Erases Askias body and redraws him as this. Good luck flying the plane now.
Ain’t I a stinker.
In retrospect, it may have been more appropriate to erase the plane and replace Askias parachute with the anvil from Duck Amuck. I just liked the freaky duck better.
<Slaps Ponder Stibbons in the face>
fucks duck and leaves.