only if they attacked you on the full moon or had powers to transform you. I don't control it, you know. though you might have been able to avoid them with my senses!
[There's a thud of the metal-framed instrument against flesh, and from where Johnnie is standing, the look of shock on the dude's face is unmistakable as he stumbles a few steps forward. He doesn't fall, though, and that shock quickly turns to rage. Just as he wheels to take on his new assailant, Johnnie lunges forward and grabs at the belt loops of the guy's pants so he can't actually reach Pom, ducks under a wide swing of a fist, then knees him in the groin, sending him crumpling in on himself with a groan of pain.]
Picking a fight you can't win, jackass. Call it quits now, or you'll find out suddenly you owe me a lot more than a hundred bucks.
[Dude still has some spirit in him, though, and Johnnie almost avoids dodging as one of those big arms swings right into him, catching him broadside across the ribs before he can fully leap away.]
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goddamn man i hope not, i'm gettin those back if she is. she might be buff as shit but i got a knife, i can take her
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only if they attacked you on the full moon or had powers to transform you. I don't control it, you know. though you might have been able to avoid them with my senses!
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[There's a thud of the metal-framed instrument against flesh, and from where Johnnie is standing, the look of shock on the dude's face is unmistakable as he stumbles a few steps forward. He doesn't fall, though, and that shock quickly turns to rage. Just as he wheels to take on his new assailant, Johnnie lunges forward and grabs at the belt loops of the guy's pants so he can't actually reach Pom, ducks under a wide swing of a fist, then knees him in the groin, sending him crumpling in on himself with a groan of pain.]
Picking a fight you can't win, jackass. Call it quits now, or you'll find out suddenly you owe me a lot more than a hundred bucks.
[Dude still has some spirit in him, though, and Johnnie almost avoids dodging as one of those big arms swings right into him, catching him broadside across the ribs before he can fully leap away.]
Can't win, huh? We'll see about that!