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[saidrepent]

[Raymond might have escaped the effects of the last couple curses to roll through the city, but he isn't so lucky this time.]

Come on, is that all you've got?

[There's no telling what might've gotten him into this, but it doesn't look like he intends to get out of it without causing someone some damage. He isn't the tallest fighter around, and

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[orangetoughguy]

[So unimpressed. Why'd you hit him damn he was just saying 'what's up' and trying to pass on the right instead of the left.]

Asshole what's your problem?

[Don't tell him the Fantastic Four suck compared to the Avengers or something.]

[saidrepent]

[Sorry, Orange, but this is not a day for Raymond to have friends.]

Come on.

[He takes another swing at him, aiming for the face.]

[orangetoughguy]

[BAM, THAT HIT MAKES ITS MARK. YOU'RE GONNA MAKE THIS NOSE BIGGER THAN IT ALREADY IS, RAY.]

Fuck. If it's a fight you want, you son of a bitch.

[Suddenly his jacket, it is coming off. Also his shirt too, just a pile right here.]

[saidrepent]

[Oh, good. Raymond isn't going to waste any time waiting after Orange has his shirt off before launching another punch at him, right at his face again.]

[orangetoughguy]

[They're matched in height and probably have a similar frame, not built but definitely toned, athletic and in shape (as cops should be). Freddy's got a bullet scar between his left shoulder and collar, another at his belly, please don't make more. He ducks to avoid Raymond's next punch then snaps a hook of his own right at Raymond's gut.]

[saidrepent]

[Ray has no intention of using his gun in this fight, but no promises on anything else. He has plenty of his own scars, fifty years' worth from fifty years of timekeeping and twenty-five years on the streets before that, every single one of them a sign that he's taken enough shit not to be taken lightly.

Despite that, he isn't quick enough to dodge the punch to his gut. He automatically starts to buckle before he can think not to, but recovers quickly enough to back off and avoid another blow. He'll have to be more careful than that.]

[orangetoughguy]

[Bullseye. After landing that hook Freddy's throwing his weight forward for another but Raymond backs up fast enough, putting distance between them.]

You started this. Don't fuckin' run now.

[Taunting, because that's what you do in a fist fight or something, yep.]

[saidrepent]

Not fucking running.

[And to emphasize that point, Raymond darts forward to close the distance again and tackle him to the ground.]

[orangetoughguy]

--!!

[Oof. Orange will gladly take that tackle and go down with him only in an effort to roll around a bit then try to get on top. True facts: he's done this with White, maybe he can do this with Raymond.]

[saidrepent]

[Nope, Ray is not going to let himself be topped just like that. It's a struggle to keep him pinned with one arm, but he manages it long enough to try punching him again.]

[orangetoughguy]

[This struggle is starting to get rough. Freddy jerks his head aside to avoid that punch, getting cuffed on the cheek instead, while reaching up with his own fist to try and knock Raymond('s face) off. He's already thinking about putting his knee in the other man's balls but he won't resort to petty shots...yet.]

[saidrepent]

[Orange's fist strikes true, and while it isn't enough to send Raymond reeling, it is enough to get him to roll off with a shout. He gets to his knees before he's left himself too vulnerable, but the position he's in still isn't exactly desirable...]

[orangetoughguy]

[Orange doesn't waste a second in getting to his own feet. He pulls his fist back again, ready to put one right between Raymond's pretty eyes.]

Had enough, huh?

[Oh hell all that adrenaline's made him jumpy, he goes for the knockout anyway.]

[saidrepent]

[That one does send him reeling.] Shit- [But it doesn't knock him out.

He quickly gets to his feet, not entirely without a stagger, and sways a bit before he recovers enough to put his fists up again, clearly favoring his right.] Not yet. [He's tougher than that.]

[orangetoughguy]

[Oh shit he's still standing. Orange can throw a mean punch but he's just as likely to get worn down faster, especially by a guy who's been twenty-five for about three times that much.]

You're gonna want a time out real soon--

[Someone's got an Elvis ringtone...it's in Freddy's pile of shirt and jacket.] I need to take that.

[saidrepent]

[Not only is he still standing, but he's ready to fight to the last. It just might take a knock-out at this point to get him to back down.]

Too bad.

[He's barely done saying it before he launches himself at Orange again, aiming a hard fist right for his ribs.]