NATE
Nate doesn't move to stop Amun from poking him, nor does he seem to react at all to it, except for his brows pulling together. "Aw, you want me to apologize for hurting you? What about those jagged fucking scars in Sunjata, huh?" Now that he knew what he did, the new scars made sense.
"You're such a fucking bore." The words are ground between Nate's teeth, his lips pulling into a sneer. "That must be what Sam sees in you." The bookmaker had been a subject that had riled the potter last they spoke, maybe it would work here, and he could finally get some action.
Ask and he shall receive, a leg sweeping out towards him. Nate lets it strike him, stepping forward to keep from being off-balance for too long and retaliating immediately, his fist aimed towards Amun's sternum, an attempt to take the other down to his back.
"You're such a fucking bore." The words are ground between Nate's teeth, his lips pulling into a sneer. "That must be what Sam sees in you." The bookmaker had been a subject that had riled the potter last they spoke, maybe it would work here, and he could finally get some action.
Ask and he shall receive, a leg sweeping out towards him. Nate lets it strike him, stepping forward to keep from being off-balance for too long and retaliating immediately, his fist aimed towards Amun's sternum, an attempt to take the other down to his back.
Foot on the gas, too fast to turn
Ain't gonna last, you gonna crash and burn
Ain't gonna last, you gonna crash and burn
