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[will_scarlett]

Autumn has come to Sherwood and there's a bite to the air as the leaves change colors. Will pulls up his hood as he leaves Atton out onto the road,

"Lincoln, aye?"

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[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton is grabbed, but he hooks one leg around one of Much's, to prevent himself from being lifted up again.

[will_scarlett]

Its an effective move and slightly over tilts Much who starts to lose his balance.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton takes the opportunity to aim another headbutt at him.

[will_scarlett]

That knocks him off his feet and he goes down hard but tries to take Atton with him.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton makes a concerted effort to keep standing, shoving Much away.

[will_scarlett]

So Much shoves back and leans on Atton.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Much is heavier and stronger than Atton, so Atton starts to overbalance.

[will_scarlett]

With a crowing sort of laugh and grunt, Much moves to push Atton to the ground and kick him in the groin.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton's landing is softer this time, and he isn't injured in the process.

Except then Much's foot hits his groin, and Atton bites back a noise, wincing and curling slightly.

[will_scarlett]

Much laughs again and kicks Atton once more, this time in the side where he thinks there might be a hurt rib.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton lets out a partly stifled cry, turning onto his side.

[will_scarlett]

"Best be givin' up."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton groans, turning again, onto his front, and bracing his arms against the ground, before starting to rise to his feet.

[will_scarlett]

"Will just knock ye down 'gain."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Oh, you're such a pessimist," Atton says, getting to his feet. "How fast are you?"

[will_scarlett]

Much just looks smug and moves to punch Atton in the face.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"I didn't ask for a practical demonstration," Atton says, leaning back out of the way.

[will_scarlett]

"Should just be quiet an give up."

The crowd that's steadily gathered around them laughs.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton backs off a little, beckoning.

He's fairly sure he can't win, but he may as well give it a shot.

"Why, not confident y'can actually beat me?"

[will_scarlett]

"Ye're all but beaten."

Much swaggers as he moves towards Atton.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Y'do raise a good point," Atton says, mildly, raising his fists.

[will_scarlett]

So Much's grin grows as he starts moving in with fast punches to Atton's face and torso. The crowd starts cheering, they know an endgame when they see it.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton blocks, taking a few steps back, but Much is strong, and his arms start to go numb.

[will_scarlett]

The crowd keeps cheering as Much moves to grab and throw Atton to the ground for the last time.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton hits the ground hard, with a few unpleasant cracking noises.

He does try to get up, but he's about halfway onto his feet when his legs give way beneath him.