He stares at her for a long moment, eyes narrowed. He can do this. They can do this. And then-
He moves.
It's not as fast as he should be like this, probably. Not quite the "blink and you miss it" kind of fast he could be. But fast enough all the same. And then he's there and he cocks his fist back and he swings it in a haymaker-
That ends up being surprisingly wimpy at the end of it. It's still a punch. But it's exactly the kind of punch you'd expect a kinda weedy fourteen year old to throw. Which is to say, not that strong.
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Time to do this.
He stares at her for a long moment, eyes narrowed. He can do this. They can do this. And then-
He moves.
It's not as fast as he should be like this, probably. Not quite the "blink and you miss it" kind of fast he could be. But fast enough all the same. And then he's there and he cocks his fist back and he swings it in a haymaker-
That ends up being surprisingly wimpy at the end of it. It's still a punch. But it's exactly the kind of punch you'd expect a kinda weedy fourteen year old to throw. Which is to say, not that strong.
Woops. ]