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originally posted in: Prison of Exiles (RP - RoB)
6/19/2016 7:49:11 PM
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"Alright then. Time to leave the lady alone." Roderick stood up, taking off his shirt as he entered the ring, not wanting for it to get dirty, exposing his mouth-watering musculature. He entered the makeshift ring, the Space marine craked his knuckles with a confident smirk. This guy had just been promoted from scout marine to full-fledged marine, meaning he had just recieved his full enhancements. He drank a bit too much, and we both know what happens to drunk marines. The marine raised his fists, approaching Roderick, whose guard wasn't even up. With a smirk on his face, the space marine had hoped that he would get a sucker punch in. As he reeled his fist back and brought it forward towards Roderick's gut, the scaled hand caught it, causing it to come to a dead stop. The marine looked up in surprise at his opponents face, who was towering above him. Roderick simply twisted the man's arm, causing him to expose himself in pain, kicked his leg, bringing him to his knee, and whacked him across the head with his forearm, causing the marine to hit the floor with a jet of saliva flying from his mouth. After poking him with his foot a bit, Roderick considered the match over. But not for his opponent. Still on the ground, he grabbed his ankle, hoping to make him fall. But he yanked and yanked at it, not causing it to budge at all, like it was a steel beam. Seeing that his opponent was back for more, Roderick kicked his foot forward, yanking the marine off the floor and sending him tumbling towards the other end of the ring. Roderick then used the elastic cords on his side of the ring to reel himself back, then launched himself elbow first into the man like a bullet, which sent the marine flying out of the ring like a ragdoll, only to land back on the wooden floor. The marine, having lost some teeth, decided to stay on the ground, since he was both too weak and too ashamed to even get up. Roderick grabs his shirt and walks back to the bar, but doesn't put it on. "Sorry about that whole deal. Didn't mean to interrupt our conversation. Where were we?" He smiles.
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