[Donnie's ready when he comes, bringing his staff down to catch the strike before it can get too close, using the ground to brace it before he kicks it and the sword back away. He twirls his weapon once and then reangles to thrust its end towards Leo- no, Two's chin.
He's never been a slouch with his bō, his own strikes fluid, quick and precise. Those other voices push him on, some calling for more panache, more punch!
Part of him finds the idea enticing, but he keeps reminding himself just who he's fighting. This guy may be a jerk but he's still Leo, and Donnie's not sure if his actual brother's somewhere in there or if this one's just shoved him out of this pocket of reality somehow.]
Guess it doesn't matter what version, you're always going to be annoying somehow!
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[Donnie's ready when he comes, bringing his staff down to catch the strike before it can get too close, using the ground to brace it before he kicks it and the sword back away. He twirls his weapon once and then reangles to thrust its end towards Leo- no, Two's chin.
He's never been a slouch with his bō, his own strikes fluid, quick and precise. Those other voices push him on, some calling for more panache, more punch!
Part of him finds the idea enticing, but he keeps reminding himself just who he's fighting. This guy may be a jerk but he's still Leo, and Donnie's not sure if his actual brother's somewhere in there or if this one's just shoved him out of this pocket of reality somehow.]
Guess it doesn't matter what version, you're always going to be annoying somehow!