[with each dodge, Yata gets more frustrated and vicious in his blows. too bad nothing hits.]
LIKE HELL I'M JEALOUS.
[he doesn't even brush his hair. ever. why would he be jealous of Yan's luscious locks? psh.
it feels like all he has going for him is spirit, at this point. Yata has now become aware that maaaaybe this guy has been in a few scuffles to be able to dodge every one of his attacks.
as if he's giving up. with a snarl, he sweeps his hand out in a wide gesture to send a wave of flame his way like a shockwave. he follows it up, though.
DEATH FROM ABOVE.
aka Yata using his flame wave as a distance as he comes in with some kind of kick.]
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LIKE HELL I'M JEALOUS.
[he doesn't even brush his hair. ever. why would he be jealous of Yan's luscious locks? psh.
it feels like all he has going for him is spirit, at this point. Yata has now become aware that maaaaybe this guy has been in a few scuffles to be able to dodge every one of his attacks.
as if he's giving up. with a snarl, he sweeps his hand out in a wide gesture to send a wave of flame his way like a shockwave. he follows it up, though.
DEATH FROM ABOVE.
aka Yata using his flame wave as a distance as he comes in with some kind of kick.]
Dodge this!