Re: X-Men Team 3: Polaris/Reaver/Abaddon
The kick to the face would have just smarted, except for the fact that Logan had punched him very hard in that very cheek not long ago. Things were mostly healed, but a direct kick to what had to be the exact same spot?! OUCH! Reaver's knees buckled under the combination of pain and being kicked off balance. He roared and clutched at his face, a long string of profanities flying off his lips. He rolled over in an attempt to get his limbs under him again with a look of death and hate, only to be greeted with a glorious eyeful of girl on girl action. Oh yes. Oh fuck yes.
Karr froze to the spot, as if he were afraid that by moving he would scare the magical lesbian fairy away. As quickly as the glorious scene had appeared, it was gone. Damn it, Lorna did have to go out of her way to fuck up everything that was right with the world, didn't she? Reaver was very pleased with what he had just seen, and that fact was very obvious to anyone who glanced at him. It was impossible to miss the way his pants had just distorted. He got quickly to his feet, claws still out and hands balled into fists, though he was clearly not itching for a fight quite so badly now.
"Whut?" He asked when he was snapped at. "Ya didn' have ta throw her off, yanno." He really was a pervert, and to make it worse, he clearly had no filter. At all.