Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-5385060-20170712203930/@comment-4059927-20170806152012

Omar tried to use his range to keep Michael at bay but Michael was able to close the distance with ease and land strikes. Omar was stunned by the strikes but when he returned fire Michael was already out of range. "A little slow, aren't we?" Michael taunted. Omar tensed up, his back stiffened and his next series of strikes were slower. "Damn, who you taught you to fight?" Michael laughed, landing a hard, accurate right cross to the jaw that staggered Omar.

Jerry caught Ryan off guard, sending him back a bit. Ryan stepped forward and landed a few decent strikes but that did little to deter Jerry, who stalked forward, hands up high. Ryan knew he'd have to take the fall eventually, might as well make the next shot count. When Jerry threw an overhand right hook Ryan positioned himself, albeit with reluctance, so the punch would land. He crumpled to the pavement and tapped out.

"Hmm, school bitch." Edgar spat.

Ryan slowly got to his feet, careful not to fall over. The punch landed hard and he took a moment to steady himself before turning and sneaking away, heading to the medical tent.