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Post by Caligo on Aug 22, 2010 12:48:22 GMT
Caligo saw that Tesla was distracted by Wolverine's instructions, for a split second his gaze shifted away from her. She was taught to fight on the streets, a self made woman so to speak. She threw a fist in the general direction of Tesla's face and hoped it connected to do some damage.
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Post by Tesla on Aug 24, 2010 8:17:16 GMT
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A petite fist connected with side of his face as he stood wondering what Wolverine was saying. The seasoned warrior had said something and Ryan was still processing what he was talking about when Caligo's fist pushed up against his face.
With stumble backwards Ryan was brought to the attention of the impending danger that was Caligo, with a quick slide of his back leg he slowly moved into a defensive position a bent back leg and his weight shifted away from her.
Having made enough distance to evade a secondary strike he moved into attack. His feet moved lightly over the floor as he crossed the distance between them carefully pushing into her personal space and with an open hand guided a strike away and placed his free hand on her shoulder and shoved her off balance.
Street fighting will only get you so far darlin' he spoke with a cocky bravado, an attempt to repair some of his bruised dignity from being cheap shotted.
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Post by Caligo on Aug 24, 2010 17:05:26 GMT
Flailing her arms to keep her balance Caligo failed to keep her footing. With a dull thud she landed on her ass. She looked up at the arrogant guy looming over her. "What if this is about as far as I intended to get?" It was only a split second that she thought it over but she figured that in a fight everything was allowed. Her leg straightened upward in the hopes of kicking Tesla in the crotch.
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