bleeding Knuckles.

Might as well.. I aint got nothin better to do..

Knuckles was already rolling his shoulders as the sound of his footsteps would echo up the stairwell. He had found a letter in his locker and out of curiousity and boredom, the young outlaw decided to go check it out. Apparently someone wanted a fight and that was exactly what was in store.

Once on the roof, Knuckles would take a few steps from the stairwell and settle a short distance away from the girl he saw.

"I come back and all you women come a'knockin.. You sure you want to tango, girl?"

Quick and to the point. Austin liked that. There was no use wasting time, so he oblidged. A few large steps would be taken and Knuckles would clear the gap quickly, pulling his arms into a loose boxing stance before flicking a solid jab toward the girl's face.

Austin wasn't stupid. He wasn't playing into anyones game. If one thing was certain Austin was notorious for pushing the pace and keeping his opponents overwhelmed, with an aggression only few could muster. He was the predator here.

A jab was the simpliest form of punch, however when utilized correctly it could have major impact on a fight, hit or miss. When the girl shifted her head, she had commited to attacking. That jab shifted, folding upward to allow his forearm to slam against hers in attempt to knock it away and off to the side.
In the same movement his left side would continue shifting counter-clockwise and his right arm would have cocked in the process, shooting a thrusting straight cross aimed right along the left side of her jawline, below her ear.

If it connected it was likely she would be knockrd off balance. At which point Knuckles would shift weight onto his left leg and snap a mean leg kick toward the back of her legs, looking to knock them out in front of her and put her on the ground.

Big mistake.

Knuckles smirked as she came in and as she dashed at him, he was prepared to react. She would learn he was also someone willing to sacrifice a little if the cost was worth it. As her nails approached, his right leg would snap out low to collide his lower shin into her legs from the front this time.

"Yeaah! Scratch me again, I LOVE IT!"

Lines of blood would appear around the same time he was trying to kick. If it worked she would be likely falling face first at which point Knuckles would be in the perfect position to punish. If she fell, his left arm would lift up and circle down as he looked to slam his fist hard into this girl's back and drive her into the roof top surface.

There was very little waiting involved. As soon as he realized that she caught herself and was going to roll out of the way, he re-calculated and in true Knuckles fashion, moved to keep the pressure on her.

As she rolled, he would have stepped toward her and sent a hard soccer-style kick into her torso in attempt to knock her away and send her skidding on the rooftop.

At which point he would behind to move toward her, a fiercely determined look on his face as he moved to clear the distance.

Seeing her hand raise and her body responding to his punishment by coughing up blood Austin knew he had already achieved victory. He had honestly been expecting more than what had taken place. Dusting the non-existent dirt off his clothes, he would wipe away the blood on his cheek and cross his arms.

"Ya know.. Before you pick fights with people, you should probably know what the fuck you're getting yourself into.. I mean honestly, Do you know who I am?"

"Well, they call me Knuckles for a reason. Remember my name and stay they hell out of my way."

There was little more to be said. This girl had made a horrible mistake this day. She was lucky Austin was in a more forgiving mood than usual this day, or he might have continued to beat her until she couldn't move.

"Feel free to spread the word."

After his last set of words he would begin to turn around and move back toward the stairwell. He wasn't looking to make a new friend here. He was rather upset that he had wasted his time, but now his departure was in hand. Maybe he could find something more challenging elsewhere.