[@Metal Tortoise]

[i]Steerina got Tom with the press, grinding the fast talker up against the old sheet metal barricade. In fast response Tom launched a spell towards her center mass from a couple feet away with a flick of his right thumb from the hip, not missing any opportunity to land a hit on his opponent.[/i]

[color=f7976a]"Sucknutus Switcheroonio!"[/color]

[i]If this one hit Steerina, she'd suddenly find herself literally upside down and facing away from Tom, her head where her feet should have been. When gravity took effect she'd likely fall into a confused heap as the aim and concentration behind her spell was obliterated, wondering what the fuck had just happened as dookie kept pouring down. She'd have to narrate herself back into the game, even whilst Tom began some planning of his own. He'd have taken up a classic 'Kame-Hame-Ha' stance, a steady stream of blurringly fast words funneling out of his mouth. In the crux of his joined hands a ball of magic was growing larger and larger with every passing second. He was channeling a variety of spells into a single sphere of humiliating torment.[/i]

[color=f7976a]"[i]Dirtlingusshoutloudiusestatecrashiohousingmarketumdirtlingusshoutloudiusnipgantiusbigtittumusdirtlingusshoutloudiushorndoggumshumprumpusdirtlingusshoutloudius[/i]..."[/color] 

[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0FPsEwWT6K0[/youtube]
[b]
[color=9e0b0f]*A pause as he takes two sharp, guttering inhales in a fraction of a second, a high school debating technique to fill the lungs with air. Even if Steerina could talk as fast as Tom, it takes years of training to master the tongue twisters and asphyxia that accompanied nonstop fast talking. If she tried to keep up she'd probably wind up on the verge of passing out from lack of air, assuming she didn't trip over her own tongue first. What Steerina also didn't know was that Tom had no intention of finishing the fight with magic. He intended to chistle her down until he figured he had a good chance to go toe to toe physically. Steer could bench more than his own body weight without magic, even as a girl. Physically, Tom was but an average joe. He couldn't even bench 200. But hey, he could conjure midgets and gender bend with a flick of his finger. Gotta roll with what you got.*[/color][/b]