He barely dodged the bat again this time, it getting too close to nicking him in the shoulder this time. But that little dodge caught him off as he fell to the ground and rolled slightly, only to stand back up after he was steady. He stood up fully and glared to the other, the smirk having left his lips for a bit. It came back though, much smaller than before, as he spoke. ”You are getting annoyed by my voice~? But just as I felt I was going to ‘ave an intelligible conversation wiz you. But oh well… I guess zat you ‘ave never been able to ‘old one in ze first place…”
He watches Francis pull himself up, his glare meeting with the other’s as he did. He showed his clenched teeth, becoming exasperated with when he saw the smirk coming back—despite it being not as smug as before, it still bothered him. He scoffed at him. “Shit. And I thought you were ready to fight me.” he shrugs his shoulders, “You’re pathetic.”
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February 22, 2012 // 36 notes
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