[ Fffff, answering is for losers. ENJOY YOUR BRUISES, KOTETSU, BECAUSE THERE ARE MORE COMING.
He goes flying from the abrupt flip, cartwheeling into a crouch. He rises again, gingerly flexing his right hand. Even getting impaled wasn't a problem back home, but here, his split knuckles haven't even remotely begun to close. He doesn't let himself dwell on it, though. ]
Huh. You're tougher than you look, old man.
[ Another lunge, left fist on a straight path for Kotetsu's face. ]
no subject
He goes flying from the abrupt flip, cartwheeling into a crouch. He rises again, gingerly flexing his right hand. Even getting impaled wasn't a problem back home, but here, his split knuckles haven't even remotely begun to close. He doesn't let himself dwell on it, though. ]
Huh. You're tougher than you look, old man.
[ Another lunge, left fist on a straight path for Kotetsu's face. ]