[if Yan Qing has finesse and efficiency in his style like a choreographed dance, then Yata operates on the opposite end of that. something more abrupt, unpredictable, spur of the moment.
breakdancing. still rhythmic but to no one but himself.]
Heh! It ain't all I can do, but I'll just show ya first hand!
[that's!! more like it!!! hell yeah. he's not going to hold back. as shown when he suddenly seems to blur out of existence. Yata and his point-blank bullet dodging...
he appears right in front of Yan, throwing his fist up for an uppercut with a battle cry. as is Yata's way of fighting. or living. being loud and in your face.]
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breakdancing. still rhythmic but to no one but himself.]
Heh! It ain't all I can do, but I'll just show ya first hand!
[that's!! more like it!!! hell yeah. he's not going to hold back. as shown when he suddenly seems to blur out of existence. Yata and his point-blank bullet dodging...
he appears right in front of Yan, throwing his fist up for an uppercut with a battle cry. as is Yata's way of fighting. or living. being loud and in your face.]
ORAAAAAA!