CB's Grim Frequencies IC -- COMPLETE

Feral laughed as if to brush it off, then...

Feral's foot sweeps across Marks' legs suddenly, a move designed to quickly take Marks to the ground.

OOC: Unarmed touch attack to trip Marks (Marks doesn't get an Attack of Opportunity because Feral is considered "armed" when making unarmed attacks) - [roll0]

If successful, Marks needs to make a Str or Dex check, whichever is higher vs. [roll1]. If he fails, he falls prone. If he succeeds, he can try to trip Feral back with a Str or Dex check.
 

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Marks swore a blue streak when he saw Feral's leg sweep his feet. He started to trip forward, then jumped out of the way. "Son of a b-tch!" He didn't attempt a trip of his own; instead, he aimed a punch at Feral. The haymaker missed its mark and went wide. Marks had his thumb tucked inside his fist, a sign he didn't know what he was doing.

OOC: Feral's up, [MENTION=6755061]Kiraya_TiDrekan[/MENTION].
 

Feral hid a smirk as he recognized Marks was out of his league. He launched a kick to Marks' gut, but held back on doing any real damage.

OOC: Regular Unarmed Attack, choosing to deal non-lethal damage. [roll0] Damage, if successful. [roll1]
 

All the air went out of Marks with a whoosh. He doubled over in pain, his arms folded over his gut. He tried to say something, discovered he had no air, and then tried unsuccessfully to suck in a breath but couldn't. Instead, he dropped to his knees and cradled his stomach, clearly in pain.
 

Feral got down to Marks' level and said in a friendly voice, "You're looking at someone who beat the ever-loving crap out of people for money before I got busted. Then I did it for fun while I was doing time. You want to throw me shade, you better be able to back it up."
 

J.R. watches as Marks gets his a** kicked. He catches eyes with Feral and gives him a nod with a smirk almost like a mental high five. However he doesn't say anything.
 

Seeing the fight break out, T-dawg jumps to his feet, but doesn't immediately know who to back up. Before he can decide, Marks is already doubled over on the ground, so he moves to interpose himself between the two of them.

"Ok, Feral, you've had your fun. That's enough now."

Although his voice is the same calm monotone as always, he has a dangerous look in his eyes that says - he may have deserved that, but I'm not going to stand by and let you beat him up.

He keeps one eye on Marks as well, making sure that he doesn't decide out of wounded pride to try anything stupid.
 


Cyril looked back and forth wondering what the Hell was going on. Great idea, antagonize the one dude that has been reasonably cool with us. Then again, Feral's a bully, so go figure. Picking a fight with a guy who doesn't know what he's doing. Feral's definitely no Bruce Lee...

Hoping to start to bring the whole situation under control, Cyril punched in Garvey's number. "Let's see what boss lady says." The bluetooth headset rested in his ear.
 

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