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With his silhouette in the distance(with a bit off the top), so too did the rushing night air along his steel scalp.
Feels cold.
Temporarily halting movement, once the cat climbed aboardβQ continued on to his next destination, despite the brief setback.
. . .
Seems his absolute focus doubled as convenient transportation.
Perched on @SteelQuestionβs hat in her cat form.
Dunno where the big guy is goinβ, but free transitβs free transit.
From the corner of your eye, a mysterious man stands there. Watching intently.
But with a blink, he is gone.
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β him flying, crashing into the wall before falling flat on his stomach. It was a perfect collision, proof that raw power could keep up with chi.
What a brilliant fighter...
By the time he'd wake up next, it would take a while to remember the fall.
#METROMAYHEM.
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β and visible thump would crack the ground beneath them, suspending dust into the air. Regardless of his success or failure... It was evident, he still had some fight left in him. This begged the question, how much could he take?
#METROMAYHEM.
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β into the masked man's jaw. This fist would bring the two back into the air had his attempt been fruitful.
"SHORYUKEN!!"
#METROMAYHEM
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β No matter the outcome, he would match forward without looking back.
"I can go all day... Now show me what you've got!!"
#METROMAYHEM
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β so much as a glimpse before the metal menace took off, and before he knew it he was lost in bloodlust. This only stretched his desire for answers.
"Something tells me, you know a lot more than I do."
#METROMAYHEM.
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tore not into Ryu, but into the floor beneath him, tearing it apart and subsequently forming a hole for him to fall through. Taking into account the leg injury, it should stall him long enough.
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the defects and variables that gave bodies any unique flavor. All save for the domed head, punctuated by two black slits that stared down the wounded martial artist.
Twelve, foot soldier of the secret society.
Physique sunk low into a primal stance, unnatural growl
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Replying to @hadospirit @BayAreaBehemoth
β were. Regardless of this outcome, Abigail would know, and SEE the determination to keep fighting in this vagabond's eyes.
"--SHORYUKEN!!!!!"
The two skyrocketed high above, crashing through ceiling after ceiling had it not been avoided.
#METROMAYHEM.
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Currently tied up in the backroom of his shop, entirely unaware of #METROMAYHEM.




















