[b]"FUCKIN' CATCH!"[/b] Initially, Joey thought [i]"Yeh, she [b]is[/b] a catch, inn'she?"[/i] in regards to the crossbow clad mage, before realizing the Earthshaper was actually telegraphing an attack. So naturally, as the big ol' chunk'a rock came hurtling towards him, our ravishing rogue put his hands up to catch it, deflect it, or at least make the impact hurt less. He was quick enough to get his hands up, at least, couldn't do anything about the rock though. He tried pushing it away as it flew through the air, and he could feel the opponent's forces pushing back. Much, [i]much[/i] stronger than he would've expected. 

So, he did the next best thing: sidestepping. This attempt for naught, however. Even as he began to move, the dodge was cut short as the rock slammed into his right shoulder. "HHhk-!" He stumbled off kilter, the shoulder and arm wracked with pain. Sensations he was trying to ignore up to this point, were now at the front of his mind. "Agh, ya bint! Just got this arm fixed a few hours ago!" Joey cried over the roar of the crowd. Turning focus away from his opponent for just a second, he took note of the heat slowly growing nearby, as a table was lit on fire (of [i]course[/i] it was, it was natural progression) and was currently being tossed away. 

[b]"Nightshade's getting away!"[/b] He could hear, and without a doubt, Joey quickly noticed the hooded figure making for the door. [i]"Guess i'm gonna hafta work a lil' faster if I want those wicked knives."[/i] He turned his attention back towards the bulky Earthshaper. "Fine then." He took off towards his target, flashing his steel in his free hand. "Imma dominant lefty anyways!" He pounced once more. With a swipe of his left arm, the shards in his possession were sent back to their owner with extreme prejudice, mostly towards the man's facial region. He was sure they would barely distract him, but he planned on following up with his dagger, and hoping for the best.