Roger was starting to feel bad about knocking this guy around. He didn't seem to get it. Quin was like that one guy from Kung Pow. God, what was his name? Oh, yeah... Wimp Lo, Roger thought. Well, at least I'm not getting my ass beat.
"Time to bring this horse to its home at the horse stable."
"Wait... you're gonna what?" Roger asked, confused. Maybe thats this guy's strategy. Confuse me. He's gotta get sick of getting nailed in the face sooner or later, though.
Just then, Quin launched into a forward somersault right towards Roger's knees. Roger's natural reaction would have been to dodge, but he decided to take a different route with Quin. He launched his right knee at the kid's face. Since that was where Quin was already headed with all of his momentum, he'd likely hit his target; just with his face instead of, well, whatever he had planned before. |