VERY GOOOOD [Event]

Johnathan felt the hardest kick slam into his chest, it knocked the wind out of him for a short time, until he could wriggle his way up and kick off into a roll. Avoiding another hit to his sternum. It hurt like a bitch, but he couldn't stop. Taking a breath, he dashed forward once again, this time swinging his leg downward into the inside of his shin, hoping to cripple him a little, at least till this horrible decision to fight would settle in his mind.

Buns began to walk toward Johnny menacingly, trying to put more scare than thought into his presence. The kick almost caught him off guard, but he managed to shift his weight on it before the kick hit. After it made contact, Bun shot up a foot to kick Johnny right in his apples.

Handsome took the hooks as they came, digging his thumbs into Mars' hip bones. His goal was for his nails to pierce the skin and dig into the tissue. At the same time, his teeth would begin to clamp down hard on Mars' chest!

Platter Head ripped a tile off the floor and hurled it hard at Valo's neck!

Two masked men poked their heads out from the back of the van. "HEY! HURRY IT UP ASSHOLES!" they shouted in unison.

At that very moment, John's hopes all collided in one frail, split second. it had all come together as he had hoped and this was the time to use every muscle in his body. Dropping the very same leg down to Buns spare foot, John held him down as he swung his arms around the leg that shot toward him, taking the impact to his chest, he let out a groan followed by a loud scream as he lifted the leg high, and swung a cupped palm to the mans throat, at the same moment, he would lift his foot from buns leg and swing it around his ankle, if all went to plan he would drop the man to the floor, and it would be fair game then.

Levi was impressed by defense against his attack. The arm may lose some of its usability, but pinning something against your body with it was still very simple to do and it would work, for now. He had no time to worry about his trapped hand as he swayed back to avoid the limited range of the hook. He felt the power coming off of the blow as it narrowly missed his chin. It would not end well for Levi if he directly challenged this man's attacks. Levi quickly turned his body away, his arm straightening to wrench his hand out of the man's armpit, though it stuck for a moment, telling more about how strong his opponent was. He was just glad that he had only trapped his hand and not his whole arm, otherwise, he would have been in a world of hurt. 

okay...gotta fight smart here. 

By this time, his opponent would have recovered from the hook and was ready for Levi's rebuttal. the Asian decided to test his speed. Since his attempt to free his hand put him just outside of his own melee range, Levi took a quick short step in and to the right, waiting until the man's eyes were forced to follow before quickly changing direction and leaning his body left. The idea was to put his left shoulder out of sight long enough to throw a low uppercut that rose close to the body, striking the underside of the red-head's chin if successful. 


 

Platter Head held out a palm to catch Ecko's knee, and his right fist would shoot out to smack her dead in the mandible. Whether it hit or not, he'd shove her knee to push her back through the air and away from himself. When Valo ran up with the chair, he punched hard at it, slamming his fist through the seat. With Valo still holding it, he stepped forward and put all of his weight into a punch that would throw the seat away from himself, and possibly Valo with it.

Buns let the foot fall onto his own, but he screamed as it did. When Johnny lowered himself to catch his kick, both of Buns' fists would rain at the guy's head before he could finish his counter attack. After a few quick punches, if Johnny still tried to make his counter attack, he would push down on the guy's head and prevent him from making the throat strike.

Mask's left knee would tuck into his chest, slamming into Musashi's own if the man went down with the slam. If he did not, the slam would lose some of its force, and Mask's forearms would move down to break his fall. Either way, he would roll to the side, ripping tiles out of the floor and flinging them at Musashi.

Redhead would allow Levi's hand to be pulled away rather than snap out to grab it. When the Asian went in for his uppercut, Redhead stayed focused on his shoulders rather than anything else. This told him everything he needed to know. His body twisted to the right and he leaned forward. As he did this, he through a mean left hook at the side of Levi's head as the guy went in for his uppercut. The uppercut itself would have hit Redhead's shoulder instead, due to his lean, and while it hurt him, he showed no signs of any pain.

Levi quickly realized the feint hadn't worked as the man leaned in. He was already too committed to the uppercut to stop, but his eyes followed his opponent's counter. He had kept his right arm up for defense as usual, and he hoped it would be able to stop the hook as he brought his arm in front of the blow. His arm was quickly pushed into his face and as the red-head followed through, it forced Levi back and off of his feet. His back hit the ground hard as he coughed to avoid having all of the wind knocked out of him. 

"Kuhuh!"

Levi had gained a little bit of information so far: He was faster and the man's attacks weren't too difficult to read, but the man was tough, and far stronger than he was. The meant grappling was out and Levi would need to make sure the blows he landed would accumulate damage without being simple to tank and counter. Levi would roll as soon as he hit the ground and kip up onto his feet once it was safe to do so. His hands would go up in defense as he decided to let his opponent make the next move as he gestured for the man to attack.