Atton in London

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Will opens the door not far from the road for Atton,

"If ye 'ead in the same direction as 'fore, should 'it London soon an I'll be 'bout round 'ere. Dinna get too 'urt."

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Ham takes a step forward as he throws one punch towards Atton's face and sends a swift kick to his ankle.

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Atton finds himself sprawled out, flat on his back, with his face stinging.

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So Ham looks down and grins, "Ye done yet?"

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"Nah."

Atton jumps to his feet, kicking about at Ham's side.

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One of the kicks hits and Ham rocks slightly before laughing and coming at Atton with a flurry of fists at full strength.

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Atton dodges some, blocks others, and the few that hit send him reeling backwards.

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So Ham keeps coming, trying to use his momentum to get a hit in to knock Atton down.

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Atton's knocked down before long, eliciting a growl of frustration.

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Ham laughs, standing above him,

"Ye're good but I've seen better."

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Atton growls again, getting to his feet and throwing a flurry of fast punches and kicks.

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A good number hit as Ham has to stay on his guard but he does his best to send punches back.

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Atton dodges them this time, kneeing up at Ham's groin.

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Ham tries to dodge and Atton's knee ends up in his gut as he tries to not double over.

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Atton swings a leg at Ham's ankles, punching up at his chin.

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Ham can't move fast enough and he falls over at the ankle hit as Atton's punch ends up hitting his nose and he growls,

"I yield!"

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Atton laughs, crouching.

"Hey, you're not nearly so smug now," Atton says. It's playfully teasing. Sort of.

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"Ye're better than 'xpected."

Ham starts to slowly stand up and offers Atton his hand.

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Atton shakes his hand, pats him on the shoulder, and grins.

"We should do this again, sometime."

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As he gets upright though he's still bent over, Ham laughs,

"Aye, aye, Paul, give this man the purse, 'e's won it."

The man who Atton first spoke to grumbles and hands the a purse that's fairly heavy to Atton.

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"S'lotsa money," Atton says, thoughtfully. "Thanks."

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"Oh aye. We're usually 'ere 'fore Sunday since got our coin yesterday."

Ham explains to Atton.

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"I'll remember that. Here, 'fore Sunday, if I want another fight. Great."

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"Aye."

Ham slowly gets down and heads off to get a drink as the others watch Atton warily.

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Atton cheerfully gets his shirt, boots, belt and jerkin back on, attaches the purse to his belt, and heads off.

They may get a chirpy wave as he goes.