03-31-2018, 07:01 AM
He expected something in retaliation for his attack, but not that. With a grunt, he stepped back, almost doubling over again. His hand reached quickly, attempting to grab Roach's wrist before he could pull away. He had been about the pull the American closer, but decided it against it and let go if he'd grab hold in the first place. An arm over his stomach, he backed away again and shook his head. "Hm, good... fasta' than I 'fought," he begrudgingly admitted. With a deep breath, he straightened his posture and rolled his shoulders back. "Easy enough. Step three." The joke was nearly spent because he hadn't thought that far ahead. "Well. Just throw the fuckin' knife properly." To be fair, he really wasn't the greatest teacher aside from yelling some instruction and hoping to god they knew how to do it or at least went someone else. "Are you gonna spend more time 'ere or find some'fing more interesting to do elsewhere?" It was the end of the fuckin' world as they knew it, and all anyone seemed to wanna do was mope about it or train all day. Ghost kept himself in shape, it was just routine, but he also didn't waste all his time doing it.
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i just be here and there