[h1][center] [b][i][color=007236]Jett Haven[/color][/i][/b][/center][/h1]
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Jett had glance to the right, just before Ezra stood up and suddenly grabbed him on his sides "wwwwwhao...Hey!" was all he could let out, his feet kicking trying to reach the ground while his hands grabbed ezra's forearms and tried to pry them free. He stopped very suddenly as Ezra's face came into view. Glancing down at the ground, he suddenly very much felt like a kid... His grandfather used to pick him up this way. 

Looking back at Ezra as he started to say 'that's not my name' and 'i'll fight you later, my head hurts.' Was basically the gist of what he heard. "Thanks for picking me up. It strains my neck having to constantly look up at you while you talk." He said with a smug smile, folding his arms, Jett got a thoughtful look on his face. "Hmmm... Nope Ezra Jasekade doesn't fit. I mean, look at you. " He used both of his hands to point at, moving up and down. "You definitely have to go with. Kronk...Anatoly...Goliath. Fits you much better." He chuckled and quite suddenly jabbed with his palms, crossing his own body to gain more momentum and hit Ezra's wrists  Hard enough for them to get pushed away enough that his grip weakened to the point where he dropped to the ground and he hopped back. "Also, If you decide to go with smalls, then they expect ya know, someone like me to walk in. But they then see you. Game over!" 

With a big Smile he then said, "Well if you don't like them soo much I might just have to go with Ezra for the time being...well work on it." He thought about how his head felt, and while he was not really meaning to fight again today, He was glad he didn't take it that way. "Thank you for your concern Ivan...  I mean Ezra. Damn I hate when I do that. But I Look forward to our fight." 

[@Artymis]