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He hasn't posted in his own RP's OOC in three days (and he was supposed to post in the IC three days ago), so I think it's okay to skip him this turn. Especially since he isn't under attack and the last post timer is going to hit three days today.
First IC post is up, and in case it's not clear enough, it is nighttime.
The brakes squealed as the bike came to a stop beneath a streetlight, wheels crunching on the too-dirty street that hadn't been swept in far too long, and the suspension groaned as the weight of its rider was removed. He leaned his bat against the handlebars as he lit up his cigar (because honestly, what self-respecting action hero doesn't smoke a cigar?), and sat back against the bike. Tossing the match and picking up the bat, he swung it over one shoulder and glanced down the three other streets that led to the intersection, hoping to get a glimpse of his competition before they arrived. It was only about one in every three street lights that was still working, but he had pretty phenomenal eyesight so he wasn't too worked about missing something, even in the dark spaces.
He's been having computer troubles since last week.
That could easily be a large part of the reason, though we could work it into the fight itself pretty easily even with he history being as it is now. Due to how difficult it is to corrupt a space marine, it certainly wouldn't be any single factor that leads to it, so a combination of temptation and rivalry would be a good way to go.
Oh, right. Rauchnaut is your character... Duh. >_<
Alright, history's been added.
Quick and resourceful, he liked that about her. Unfortunately, it wouldn't be enough to save her. He jerked her towards himself as her leg came up, and drove his forehead into her kick before it could build up to its full momentum. One of the perks of superhuman durability was being able to pull off crap like that without having a dozen chiropractors on standby, a perk he thoroughly enjoyed on a regular basis.

In order to prevent such an occurrence again, he retracted the staff as he performed the headbutt then promptly swung it hard toward her right hip, before continuing his original plan of swinging her over himself and into the roof. The jolt from the staff should be enough to disorient her until the shock of collision hit.
I'm afraid I don't get the reference.
Well either way, it shouldn't really matter if it's day or night, since it's a city and it's not going to be dark anyway.
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