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You Don't Talk About Fight Club @ 06:30 am

[info]green_lantern:

Left. Right. Left elbow. Right to the gut. Cracked jaw on left side. Cracked jaw on right side. Broken jaw on the left side and a cracked rib.

Dex kept his hands up and waited for his opponent to recover from the combination he just delivered. The man staggered backward a few steps and then shook his head to clear his wits. Dex was impressed the man wasn't down yet. The man took a few steps forward and Dex threw a right followed by a left and then a step backward to deliver a right kick to the side of the man's head.

The man went sprawling to the ground. Dex waited to see if he got back up.

The underground fighting league had been a wonderful find for Dex. Two muggers made the mistake of jumping him one night while he was on his way home from the store. All he wanted was some snacks. He easily disposed of them with his fists, not his ring, and had been observed. The man approached him after taking care of the muggers and invited him to the underground fighting league.

Dex eagerly accepted. Finally something he knew.

The man came at him and Dex struck out with a fist square to the man's face. He went down and was out cold. Dex smiled and went to collect his winnings.
 

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