Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4995321-20160723013433/@comment-4059927-20160727225422

Devin stares at him, a look of remiss across his face. He doesn't even acknowledge his wrong doing he just laughs pointedly and looks at him, "at least I didn't walk straight into an ambush. You're wrong to talk from the position you're in now."

Michael clenched his fists, his face became contorted with anger. He analyzed the situation. Micah stood to his right about four feet away, Devin stood next to Samuel, which Samuel stood on Craig's side. Angling for his vengence upon Craig.

"Hey," Michael looks sharply at Micah, "I heard you cried like a bitch when you got your little ass kicked at the rumble." This infuriates Micah, whom launches a roundhouse kick, aiming for Michael's cranium. Michael catches it and returns the favor with a spinning crescent kick that knocked him out cold instantly. The other members of the clique jumped into the fray, Devin, on the outside overseeing the action.