"Mnghh... whathefuck..." The grumbly emo-looking man in front of you hissed out as he was hit again by your attack. He's usually so on top of his game and yet something about you threw him off. Staggering, he groaned loudly in annoyance. This fight had gone on far longer than he thought, happy hour was going to be over by the time this was properly settled...

"L-Look kid, you're tired, I'm tired, do you wanna-- fuck why am I even doing this...-- D-Do you wanna just get drinks or s-some shit?" Rick grumbled out as his two crows fluttered back to his shoulders, looking a bit confused as they were excused from their duties. He's not admitting defeat, no no, he's just-- uhhhh... he's taking a 'time-out'.