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GENERAL OVERFLOW
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Absolutely not.

[NOPE.

NOT HAPPENING. He's not telling a sword thief about Chaltier!!!

So Leon just scoffs in aggravation in response, turning on his heel at that.]

You are a waste of my time and of space. I'm leaving.

[He's going to try to escape..........]

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I'm not in your space, i~di~ot!

[Well, not yet, because that gives him a fantastic idea. Apparently, Leon didn't learn his lesson about turning his back on Kouha yet, he takes advantage of the opportunity and backs up a few feet like he's going to walk away. When he's far enough back, he turns, takes a running start, and slides (baseball-style) into Leon's vulnerable legs. If he's lucky, Leon will go down like a set of bowling pins.]

Now, I am! See the difference?

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[AND DOWN HE GOES just like a set of bowling pins, yep. He's only 5'2", he doesn't have a lot of height or weight to keep himself upright with a blow like that.

He hits the floor face first with a resounding thud.

And it honestly takes him a moment to push himself up, and when he does, there's slow, fiery, intensive murder in his eyes.

He lifts his sword at Kouha then, glowering (and lip bleeding from where he accidentally bit it when he smacked his face against the floor).]

It would appear you did not learn from your mistakes the first time. Allow me to teach you with the edge of my blade!

[Yeah he's... he's not going to hesitate now, he's pissed. He's going to be throwing another Grave arte Kouha's way, the stalagmite shooting straight from the ground towards him, and in the same breath he's launching himself forward to swing his sword down at Kouha's head with a quick, sharp movement.]

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[He was expecting the arte this time, and he's already poised to move when it goes off. Having to dodge and parry at the same time is so worth the look he got for that. He grins widely, even as the force of Leon's blow forces him to bend his knees and use all of his arm strength to keep from bending under it.]

The only way I'm touching that thing is if I'm taking it from you!

[In an actual battle, Kouha's not usually the type to play dirty. Since he's at a severe disadvantage when it comes to magic, though, he doesn't hold back. Prepare for another kick at the legs, Leon!]

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[He won't be taken off-guard again, at least; now that this is a proper fight, he's in it to win it. He's lacking in a lot of life skills, but fighting is not one of them; immediately he jumps back to avoid the kick, lifting his sword again. He's really not messing around anymore--he's pissed both by Kouha's expression and by his words. The thought that someone this disgusting could try to lay hands on Chaltier...

Well.

A brief moment later, Leon's casting again, pretty mercilessly. HEAD'S UP.]

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[For a moment, Kouha's cocky grin remains, despite being evaded. When the next casting comes, though, he's in for a surprise. This one's so much bigger, even Kouha moving at his quickest can't avoid it entirely. He slips out of the target area before he gets too badly hurt, but he gets a few major bruises and scrapes for his trouble, and he's bleeding down his right leg.

Time to go. Now. Kouha's no coward, but in such a disadvantageous fight, there's no point if you can't get some kind of upper hand.]

Aw, too bad. If you're not gonna go at it man-to-man, this is a cheap fight. Your sword's cool, but I'll just have to check it out when things are more even. I'm out of here~!

[With another grin tossed over his shoulder, he takes off running... Right into the crowd of people still squabbling for weapons. If Leon chases after him this time, he'll have to risk everyone else to use that arte, and that gives Kouha an advantage.]

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[You can run, Kouha, it's fine. Leon has no intentions of giving chase; he made his intentions clear, and Chaltier is safe now, which is what really matters. So after a moment to watch him go, he scoffs, sheathing his sword and leaving the other way.

THIS IS DEFINITELY HOW FRIENDSHIPS BEGIN.]