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Ferrero Mall
Early afternoon
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Enough was enough, standing around watching a fight was one thing but this was brutal. There was no need for this kinda brutality. This chick was going to hurt this dude something awful if no one stepped in. One guy had a comment that didn't amount to anything. Yay that guy.

Rikimaru wasn't that guy. For the moment, he was a man of action that was gonna get hurt. He made his mind up to get ther attention and play keep away. Hopefully she'd calm down enough to talk after a few seconds. He doubted it but why not dream?

If he was gonna do it why not go big? This was gonna suck cause well, she was pretty and she can fight. What's not to like about her? Outside of the rage and trying to kill people thing.

Rikimaru first threw what's left of his food at the girl who wants pity. Rikimaru didn't have any pity for her but he was sure the rice he had was a pretty nice substitute. His next target was the Beast Mode Betty. He moved as quickly as he could to get in position for a Superman Punch. It was a great opening maneuver. Especially since he was gonna hit her on the side of her face. 

If his first hit stayed true and hit its mark Rikimaru would quickly back away if only to get her away for the poor boy getting shit beat out of him. This didn't account for anyone else joining in on the fight. It was a weak tactical move but it had to be done, he doubted anyone else would be as tough to handle as Beast Mode Betty. 


Back away, cover, defend and hope his defense was better than her offense. He was a counter fighter by nature and because of that he not only had to get hit first but he had be tough enough to take the hits. History had shown he was more than able to take them, he jus didn't how hard she was gonna hit.

In the back of mind he had hoped she would come in with a huge bar brawlers punch. They were easy to block and he could fire right off it and get a clean look at her jaw. A punch or elbow with that kinda look would be lights but he was rarely ever that lucky.