Erm... Not so sure, actually. You?
Roxas stared at Jeff with his eyebrows furrowed angrily. "If I remember correctly, the last time we were in an alley, I just happened to beat you," he said darkly, though his voice was slightly taunting. "And yet you're trying again. A little pathetic, if you ask me." Did he really think he couldn't take a few hits? No less lose?
That's pretty much it, yeah. xD
Roxas instantly was sent forward, but he was light on his feet. He curved his body in so that when he hit the ground, he rolled into a crouched position. Roxas glanced over his shoulder at Jeff and slowly stood up, turning to face him with a hard glare in his blue eyes.
;3 Yeah, but Roxas can't exactly go unscathed, either. What I'm trying to get at is that sometimes I feel it's unfair to unleash a chain of...
Roxas dodged the hit, ducking his head, but he didn't just do that. As Jeff charged at him, the blond bent slightly, making it so Jeff would fumble and flip over his back from the momentum he put behind his swing. He'd done it enough times with the Heartless; it almost always worked.
My First Kiss - 3OH!3
You're not. Trust me. xD But I must admit, sometimes I fear that one of us is going to take more of a beating than the other. You know what I mean?
Roxas wasn't surprised; he was expecting something of the sort from Jeff. He didn't try to defend himself and he didn't try to dodge, instead he waited. Once Jeff was close enough, Roxas would pull his small stunt and hopefully catch the jock off guard.
Love The Way You Lie - Eminem ft. Rihanna
:3 I iz so excitedz.
Roxas's veins were pumping with rage, his heart beating rapidly with adrenaline. He felt the impact through Jeff when he hit the wall, and Roxas pushed himself away from the guy, taking a few steps back in case he tried to retaliate. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Namine observing, and he wished she didn't have to see him so angry, but at the same time he just wanted to deal with Jeff. They had a score to settle.
I'm back again! 8D
Roxas grunted in pain from the kick, but opened his eyes in time to see Jeff's swinging fist. At the last second, Roxas ducked his head, using his position near Jeff's stomach to his advantage; he thrust into him, aiming to force the jock back into the wall much like he originally planned.
Roxas was confused as to what was going on, but the move was so quick that he didn't have time to defend himself. Whatever Jeff was doing, the attack was going to hit its target, and Roxas couldn't do anything about it.
Alright, I'm gonna go after my next post, but I should be back. :3
After his fist followed through and connected with Jeff's face, Roxas pulled it back and grabbed onto the front of Jeff's shirt with the other hand. Within his rage, he seeked vengeance. He pulled back on Jeff's form and thrust him toward the wall again, prepared to ram his body back into the wall.
Half hour or forty-five minutes.
Roxas quickly stood up straight and gripped Jeff by the front of his jacket, bringing back his fist and throwing it forward to punch him in the face. If he missed, he would punch the wall, but there was also something else he gained from his travels--good aim.
I might have to go for a little bit, but I should be back.
