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Post by John Nemo on Jan 13, 2014 7:49:54 GMT -8
The wind was driven from him....painfully.
What happened?
He went for the tackle, intent to lift her and put her outside the ring...but this damn womans quick reflexes...she had fallen. With his mind and body committed to tackling her, and with nothing to stop him, he had fallen directly on top of her, the elbow she stuck up driving the wind from his lungs and causing a torrent of pain to slam through his body, almost blinding him...but he wasn't out yet. He had the know how to shift his legs up as he hit, planting his knees on either side of her body.
The mount.
A dangerous position for her...and probably for him. While the mount was a great set up for abusing your enemy, he knew she probably had some way out of it...some little ninja tricks. Damn japanese arts and shit...well, he would still try.
As her elbow slammed into his midsection, and pain slammed through his body, he would spray a bout of spit into her face- to try and blind her. He would then aim to slam a punch into her ribs, using his other hand to reach up and push her elbow up and out of the way at the same time. If it worked and the blow landed, he would try and throw a headbutt as well, being that her arm would be out of the way...still, he didn't just think she would lie there and take it...so, he prepared for whatever was to come.
OOC: Again, sorry for the wait!
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