[Insisted, fists raised and eyes nearly rolling to the heavens.
God help him, between Kazutora's off-color jokes and Mikey's boot to the head, this wasn't exactly a hero's welcome.
But what had he been expecting, huh?
Bumping back into him softly, like a friendly nudge to remind him he wasn't alone, Baji would take a breath.]
One to go, then we can chat, right? Let me do it.
[The less broken noses and teeth the better, in this context.
He'd slide past Kazutora suddenly, jolting out a leg, tripping up the man who'd already gotten wounded there, and down he went. From there, Baji would steal a page from Mikey's book, call it a day, and dust his hands.]
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[Insisted, fists raised and eyes nearly rolling to the heavens.
God help him, between Kazutora's off-color jokes and Mikey's boot to the head, this wasn't exactly a hero's welcome.
But what had he been expecting, huh?
Bumping back into him softly, like a friendly nudge to remind him he wasn't alone, Baji would take a breath.]
One to go, then we can chat, right? Let me do it.
[The less broken noses and teeth the better, in this context.
He'd slide past Kazutora suddenly, jolting out a leg, tripping up the man who'd already gotten wounded there, and down he went. From there, Baji would steal a page from Mikey's book, call it a day, and dust his hands.]
...Party over.
[Turning to Kazutora.]
You hungry?