[color=82ca9d][b][h3]Suzakura Plagerzes[/h3][/b][/color]

A flight ticket. He couldn't recall having ordered one, yet nontheless he found himself a clear distance away from the table which Michael sat at. The bully couldn't help but notice his face felt abit funny, but before he could inspect it, a tall bulky looking guy. Older than he were grabbed him by his shirt and lifted him up rom his prone position.

[b]"You scrawny brat! Look what you did to my girlfriend's dress!"[/b] The older guy yelled in his face and nodded in the direction of his girlfriend which were clad in a long blue dress, which had gotten some unceremonial drink now adding to the decoration.

[color=82ca9d][b]"Not a bad catch. But damn she is old."[/b][/color] Suzakura replied in a slightly groggy manner, before headbutting the guy in his face, causing him to lose his grip of the bully. The older guy held onto his own face as his nose apparently got broke, Suzakura which had just headbutted him could sympathize with him. Blunt trauma to the head sucked. So being the nice kind of guy he were, he decided to shift the focus of pressure. He gave a firm and fine knee to the guy's pelvic region, causing him to slump over in pain.  Not only did this take the guy out for the count, it also provided some needed seating, thus the bully took the opportunity to sit down on the man's upper back as he had slumped over. Suzakura crossed his legs, and felt his face with his left hand. 

[color=82ca9d][i]'That little foureyed bitch actually could throw a punch...'[/i][/color] He thought as his tongue found his missing tooth, he spit it out to his right at a thin looking guy standing there just watching the chaos, with a paper cup with a sucking straw into it.

[color=82ca9d][b]"Excuse me..."[/b][/color] Suzakura said, leaning over slightly from his sitting position, allowing his regeneration to kick in and heal up the bruising on his face and his missing tooth would gradually be restored. But right now, the drink came at a good time. He took the paper cup with the sucking straw, taking some of the soda liquid inside of it, moving it around in his mouth before spitting it back out into the cup, handing it back to the guy which had bought it.

[color=82ca9d][b]"That'll do. Time for round two...."[/b][/color] Suzakura rose up from his makeshift seat, stretching his arms slightly. Before allowing his musculature to strengthen, giving himself more speed, strength and agility all in one, before finally moving back up towards Michael in a way a boxer would, with his hands raised. But it would be from his legs that a kick would come, seeking to slam right into Michael's chest.

[@Letter Bee][@Scarifar]