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Seth kept swimming up and up going amazingly fast, right before he reached the surface of the water he changed back to normal. The momentum shot him 4 feet out of the water towards Phillis. "Don't call me pussy!" He said bringing leg back in the air about to give him a vicious head kick.
Post by Phillis Von Christ on Sept 18, 2011 19:14:00 GMT -5
Phillis attempted to dodge the hit, but was a little slow. He ended up getting kicked by Seths heel only. He grabbed his forehead in pain. "Ow, fuck!" He cursed.
Phillis extended his free arm to punch the boy in retaliation.
Seth legs were spread wide open from the momentum of the kick, so when Phillis punched upwards, he had hit Seth in the not so friendly area. Leaving him crashing into the water in whimpering pain.
Post by Phillis Von Christ on Sept 18, 2011 22:07:00 GMT -5
Phillis huffed, feeling accomplished, he quickly got out of the water.
"I'm done with getting dirty. This town is nothing but filth and clearly I've had enough."
He felt his forehead. He could tell that the kick was going to leave a bruise. How ugly. His clothes were wet and sticking to him. How tacky. And his hair was a mess. This sucks.
"Come back here im not finished yet you pretentious, elitist, prick!" Seth says holding in between his legs as he groans in pain bobbling above and below the water.
Seth swam to the shore, or however you would call swimming barely moving your legs. Reaching the land he balled up still holding in between his legs groaning in pain.
Seth batted Phillis's hand away. "I'll get you for this!" Seth yelled. He was angry but was in no condition to continue fighting. Stumbling away from Phillis Seth morphed into a red tailed hawk and flew away.
"Hmm, I would've went fir thee face." Steele shrugged. One thing was for sure though, something weird WAS going on in that lake. But who could it be pulling the strings?
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."