Nick stood there, with his hands swaying, unnervingly relaxed as Ray tied on his large red gloves, and assumed boxing stance. Nick was paying attention to every detail, the angle of the shoulders, the direction of the feet, the slightly bent knees, it was all coming together in one fine collage...[b]Clarity[/b].

[b]SMACK![/b]

The impact was less like a jab and more of a force of nature, the punch to the face knocked Nick back at least 3 feet and he found himself spiraling backwards into the table, knocking over most of the coffee but he managed to catch the pie.

[color=0072bc][i]Ahh you motherfucker, that was awesome!![/i][/color]

Nick could feel his cheek throbbing, his face was stinging but he was ecstatic, he just learned how to box. Nick rose to his feet, and weaved back over to Ray, his lip started to bleed as his smile got wider.

[color=0072bc][i]I hope you enjoyed that punchy, because nobody is gonna get such a clean shot on me ever again...[/i][/color]

Nick's smile turned into a smirk as he flexed his biceps and winked at Emily.