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Date Posted: 19:07:01 01/04/02 Fri
Author: Marz
Subject: A fight within a fight
In reply to: Tristan and Rowan 's message, "B-bugs?" on 15:25:34 01/04/02 Fri

Marz grinned at the skull that came flying over his head, simply because the damned thing was quiet for a change. His grin turned to an instant scowl when Barry muttered some nonsense before spewing forth a mess of roaches onto his head. "Stupid hard headed bastard!" Marz shouted, while trying to shake the bugs off him. They were making so much noise he thought his head would burst from the racket!

When the roaches began to crawl down his shirt, Marz let out a yelp. Swiftly, he discarded his backpack and pulled the garment over his head, tossing it to the ground. Since he was too busy trying to rid himself of bug infestation, he didn't see Tristan faint and was a bit surprised to see him lying at his feet. As he was about to bend down to examine the dragon, a couple of roaches scurried down inside his breeches.

"NO WAY!" Marz shouted, while frantically unbuckling his weapons and tugging off his boots. Of course the breeches came off next, and once again he stood naked before the world, except for the cloth bandages wrapped around his sore ribs. Angrily, he pulled on his boots then proceeded to step on the river of bugs, wincing at the god's awful loud crunching sound they made. Once the things were dead or scurrying away, he shook out his clothing and dressed quickly.

Forgetting all about Tristan, he pulled out his sword and ran to the outcropping of rocks that Barry was hovering above. "Come down here you turdfaced creep!" Just when Marz started climbing the rocks the skull floated away, increasing his anger. He jumped down to the ground then took off like a raging bull, waving his sword in the air as he chased Barry around the area. "We've gonna have SKULL soup tonight bonebrain!" he shouted. The sound of Justin's laughter made him turn to face the merc. "What's so funny moron?"

"You are!" Justin answered, his expression turning serious. "You're pretty stupid if ya think you're gonna catch something that can fly away from you like that." The merc looked at the skull that was hovering in the distance. "I commend you for your actions, Barry. All punks like Marz should be buried under a mountain of bugs and left there to be eaten alive."

Sparks of red fury flashed from Marz's eyes. He dropped his sword and lunged at the merc, his fist connecting with the big man's jaw before they both toppled to the ground. After seeing how Marz reacted to Dalo's taunts a few times, Justin was prepared for the youth's assault.

While talking, the merc had slipped brass knuckles over his right hand, and held the straight razor he used to tidy up his beard once a year in his left. Although, Marz had delivered a solid punch to his face, it only stunned Justin for an instant. He immediately retaliated by slicing across the ex-gang leader's arm with the razor before smashing his fist into his jaw.

Marz was too angry to feel the gash on his arm, but he saw stars after the merc hit him. The skin on the inside of his cheek split open from being slammed against his teeth. When his mouth filled with blood he spit it into Justin's face before punching him again.

The merc's arm flew up, the razor cutting deeply across the ex-gang leader's neck. "Raking, dirty fighter!" Marz spat, while trying to wrestle the sharp razor away from the man.

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