[littl3chocobo]

the punch was a surprise and as his world exploded into stars he went back to squeezing until the bucking turned to spasms and the pain in his face resolved itself to a warm wetness. he focused in on the man gasping like a fish under him with his own blood splashing slickly on bare skin. he found the sight both appealing and nauseating. he did not let up any until he was certain the man would not swing again. "i am expected to go to grandmother's today you wouldn't want to make me late with your dying would you?"