The kid seems nervous - not that Ango can blame her. It's her first real fight, and she's gotta perform in front of the Dreamer Union's top idol. He might have spent the past two decades cultivating a disaffected "cool guy" persona, but Ango still remembers being a nerdy, nearsighted kid with sweaty palms at his first martial arts tournament. He'd been scared shitless, and he'd lost his first bout... but after his nerves settled, he won the second and the third, and soon he realized that he was actually kind of good at fighting. What Rhodonite needs right now is a solid, well-earned win.]
YEAAAH! Rhodonite, that rocks!
[He grins and flashes her a hand-horns sign before returning his attention to the Torments. While the defensive wall of sound knocks most of them back, a few of the quicker ones change direction to evade the counterattack.]
Not so fast, you little shits...
[Ango throws his knives into first two Torments, extinguishing them, but the next meteor crashes against his armored fist and explodes into stardust. Damn, that's satisfying. The little buggers are fast but they don't have a lot of power, so taking them out is like a musical arcade game - it's all a matter of timing.]
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YEAAAH! Rhodonite, that rocks!
[He grins and flashes her a hand-horns sign before returning his attention to the Torments. While the defensive wall of sound knocks most of them back, a few of the quicker ones change direction to evade the counterattack.]
Not so fast, you little shits...
[Ango throws his knives into first two Torments, extinguishing them, but the next meteor crashes against his armored fist and explodes into stardust. Damn, that's satisfying. The little buggers are fast but they don't have a lot of power, so taking them out is like a musical arcade game - it's all a matter of timing.]