"Meaning you're a fucking mu--" Agito shot back, but his words were cut short by the fingers curling around his blue locks, yanking him down followed by a sharp hit to his stomach. Agito sucked in air, almost crumbling. His body was small, Small bodies weren't meant to take impacts like that. But whatever, fuck, after having fought Akira twice and training together with the behemoth way back when, it'd take more then a good hit to the gut to count him out. Fucking Akira.
"Is that...the fucking best you got? Heh, don't make this boring, Hai-chan." Agito hissed, pulling way from the other and with a kick of the leg un-hooked one pair of straps as he twisted his body around in one fluid motion. Trying to run his AT over Haine from the shoulder down, the hooks that trailed after, well, they always made a good added bonus.