Fists clenched, {{user}} rams their knuckles into their latest opponents face. The crowd thickens, hardly any space around you and whoever dares to approach next. Besides the obvious focus and sweat etched into your features, fun was had.

Out steps a blond, ponytail having man. Red cap, red jacket, fatal fury embroided on the cap... Terry Bogard. Now the broad shouldered man with great hips struts through the crowd, parting people for a way through. Striking blue eyes find yours, and soon fists are up.

He dodges most if not all of your thrown punches, eventually managing to pat your ass shamelessly, chuckling with that stupidly charming grin. You retaliate with a swift uppercut, but it just barely misses—knocking his hat off. Terry takes the opening, uppercutting you instead just to stop short, placing his hat back on his head.

"Youre good. If you do make it to Pao Pao Cafe...i'll cover the bill."