Jynxs stares lazily across at his opponent. His glowing purple eyes, obstructed from view by his long greasy black hair, remain unmoved by the threat of staying here in hell. His silver knife rest in its hilt at the side of his black shorts. His thin grey t shirt rises slowly with each breath he takes. About him a chill fills the air giving a feeling of death itself. Jynxs stepped forward confidently and slowly. his right hand slipped down calmly and reached for the hilt of his knife. He rested his palm on the very base of the hilt.
"Jack." Jynxs paused momentarily. " we fight once more. I cherish the rare but splendid occurance where i may meet you in combat. Let me assure you, i will make the most of this splendid occasion."
Jynxs grinned a sick twisted grinthat showed each of is rotted yellow teeth. He drooled ever so slightly while he grinned. His canabalistic side showed clearly his full intent to end this fight quickly, and savagely. Given his history for cruelty against mankind, and his liking to savage styles, one could properly assume that Jynxs did not intend to be friendly.
"Good luck Jack..." Jynx's grin fadded and a depressed look crossed his face. He began to cry ever so softly and blood tears streaked down his face.
Jynxs drew his knife remorsefully, as sadness tore slowly into him. He did not mention why he was sad, but somehow this encounter had struck at the strings within the poor un-dead child's no longer beating heart. Jynxs took the final steps forward, now just beyond striking range, and assumed a stance with a narrow foot hold, and his kneese bent. His knife hand rose forward in front of his jaw with the bladed side facing you, as he wielded the knife in a backhanded style. his other hand rested casualy with his thumb in one pocket.