[The impact is surprising enough for Spike to go sliding towards the back of his stool, though he doesn't outright fall off (balance 12). He's laughing, though. "Come on now, Muscles, keep your raccoon on a leash!"
Drax reaches down one massive hand and pulls Rocket off of Spike (str 13).]
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Drax reaches down one massive hand and pulls Rocket off of Spike (str 13).]
How many beverages have you imbibed?