Adventures with Atton Part II

[will_scarlett]

Will and Atton are on the road to Lincoln, its been raining through the morning but its cleared up and Will is grinning,

"Just 'membered that they're 'avin' their Fair so should be some fightin' for ye."

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[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton watches Alf with marked interest, waiting to be told to go up.

[will_scarlett]

In a few moments, its his turn and Alf gives him a bloody smile,

"Didna figure I'd end up fightin' ye."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Didn't think I'd get this far?"

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, but 'adna fought me yet."

Then Alf moves to try and get Atton into a quick hold.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton is surprised at how fast he is. He starts to dodge too late, and ends up in Alf's hold.

[will_scarlett]

Alf grins and starts to twist Atton down towards the wood of the platform, using his size to help.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton struggles, but Alf's bigger and stronger, so he starts to go down anyway, slowly.

After a second or two, he flicks his head at Alf's nose.

[will_scarlett]

Alf grunts and his hold loosens slightly.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton takes advantage of that to squirm and push his way out of the hold, jabbing fast at Alf's gut.

[will_scarlett]

The jab slow Alf slightly and he curses before trying to grab Atton again.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton gets out of the way this time, putting some distance between them.

[will_scarlett]

That just makes Alf grumble again before this time he tries to kick out at Atton and then put him in a hold.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton dodges the kick, but the hold gets him. He immediately starts struggling, kicking at Alf's legs.

[will_scarlett]

This time Alf tries to just slam him down towards the wood but his balance isn't quite as good as it could be thanks to Atton's kicks.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

It works well, though, and Atton hits the wood hard, grimacing.

[will_scarlett]

"Now ye'll just be stayin' down there."

Alf smirks and relaxes his hold slightly so that he can acknowledge the crowd.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton scowls at that smirk, struggling harder against Alf's grip.

[will_scarlett]

"'rhaps ye should just yield."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Nah. You'll have t'do better than that if y'want me t'yield."

[will_scarlett]

Alf removes one hand so he can try and slam Atton's head into the platform.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton makes a sharp, pained noise as pain blossoms through his head. But the removal of one hand means he gets his way out of Alf's grip, moving to get to his feet.

[will_scarlett]

That makes Alf curse as he moves to come after Atton but he's a bit slower.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton moves towards him, feinting low before punching high, at Alf's face.

[will_scarlett]

Alf didn't expect quite that strong a punch and grunts before trying to punch Atton.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton ducks, shifting a little on the balls of his feet.