Yeah everything about this was just a step away from making out with hateful smacks on front fo children and the other reunion assistants, luckily for everyone sanctity ,Equius wasn't about that game. He was,however, rather fond of teasing people to their limits and beyond. Strong emotions were the best way to break apart mental walls and there was no stronger emotion than anger as he knew all too well.
The man was about to continue his onslaught of mental torture (something about frogs and whales) when he saw her fist shoot straight to his face. His smile was erased when the impetus of her fist shook the whole of his head making skin and meat flutter like water after someone dives in; Oh and the crack, his mouth was open at the moment of the impact and the force of her swing pushed his lower shaw enough to unhinge it from the rest of his cranium. Equius was wrong if her gentle and proper response was over because as soon as the plastic from his glasses stopped touching his nose he felt two pistons against his large pectorals before being shot back against the pavement, his back dragged against the hard surface for a couple of feet before he stopped.
In a dazzled state he heard her response, no... her undoubtful truth. Bare indigo eyes stared back to her pink ones as a deeper blush crept on his face, heart audibly pounding. Whit his back aching due to newly acquired bruises and cuts he set his palms on the ground and pushed himself back to his feet. His breath was agitated and almost scary, terrifying for the kids that had decided to walk closer to investigate. Reaching up with his right hand Equius got a hold of his loose jaw and repositioned it with a painful crack ,he could feel the corner of his lips and the spot where she had hit oozing blood from somewhat deep cuts, the same blood was starting to appear on his back where the concrete had shredded his shirt and the breeze let him know of such backstage affairs.
He basked on the pain of his jaw and skin , something he hadnt felt in quite a while really, before giving her a wide and toothy smile "That's the SPIRIT!" he claimed reaching to his right shoulder with his left hand and under his left pit with his right hand before grasping and pulling his shirt tearing it off his body "Do you feel the STRENGTH that ANGER gives you? Isn't it wonderful? Mankind's true greatness! The power of the muscle made STRONGER by emotions!" he clamored somewhat loudly as he pulled what was left of his shirt from his waistband. The wounds of his back itching thanks to more air touching it.
"Allow me to help you get stronger" He finishes before presenting his open palms to Fefer. Now The man really looked like a terminator (If he knew what those were he'd be more excited) walking straight towards her with no bullshit bouncing or quickstepping. A true man's power walk, slowly but surely. When he got to her he extends his opens palms towards her and slaps the bare skin on her arms and legs, reaching and pulling back to dodge her responses but ultimately making almost every patch of bare skin red and itchy.
Equius: Get fucked.
The man was about to continue his onslaught of mental torture (something about frogs and whales) when he saw her fist shoot straight to his face. His smile was erased when the impetus of her fist shook the whole of his head making skin and meat flutter like water after someone dives in; Oh and the crack, his mouth was open at the moment of the impact and the force of her swing pushed his lower shaw enough to unhinge it from the rest of his cranium. Equius was wrong if her gentle and proper response was over because as soon as the plastic from his glasses stopped touching his nose he felt two pistons against his large pectorals before being shot back against the pavement, his back dragged against the hard surface for a couple of feet before he stopped.
In a dazzled state he heard her response, no... her undoubtful truth. Bare indigo eyes stared back to her pink ones as a deeper blush crept on his face, heart audibly pounding. Whit his back aching due to newly acquired bruises and cuts he set his palms on the ground and pushed himself back to his feet. His breath was agitated and almost scary, terrifying for the kids that had decided to walk closer to investigate. Reaching up with his right hand Equius got a hold of his loose jaw and repositioned it with a painful crack ,he could feel the corner of his lips and the spot where she had hit oozing blood from somewhat deep cuts, the same blood was starting to appear on his back where the concrete had shredded his shirt and the breeze let him know of such backstage affairs.
He basked on the pain of his jaw and skin , something he hadnt felt in quite a while really, before giving her a wide and toothy smile "That's the SPIRIT!" he claimed reaching to his right shoulder with his left hand and under his left pit with his right hand before grasping and pulling his shirt tearing it off his body "Do you feel the STRENGTH that ANGER gives you? Isn't it wonderful? Mankind's true greatness! The power of the muscle made STRONGER by emotions!" he clamored somewhat loudly as he pulled what was left of his shirt from his waistband. The wounds of his back itching thanks to more air touching it.
"Allow me to help you get stronger" He finishes before presenting his open palms to Fefer. Now The man really looked like a terminator (If he knew what those were he'd be more excited) walking straight towards her with no bullshit bouncing or quickstepping. A true man's power walk, slowly but surely.
When he got to her he extends his opens palms towards her and slaps the bare skin on her arms and legs, reaching and pulling back to dodge her responses but ultimately making almost every patch of bare skin red and itchy.