[ There's no time to block that punch, and Poe takes it full force to the face, sending him stumbling back a foot, and biting the inside of his cheek, tasting blood. Fuck, the guy could pack a punch.
Poe immediately twisted back around to glare up at him, his face throbbing with what would definitely be a dark shiner in about three hours, but no less defiant.
Fine. Poe knew when he was out gunned.
He raised a hand, pointing his index finger like a gun and aimed it at his own head.
He snapped his fingers and a light burst from them - a spark - and the adrenaline rush that came with it was instant.
Did it give him powers? No. Not beyond what a massive surge of adrenaline could do for a normal person anyway. But that was still enough to try hitting a little harder. And Poe was all too happy to play dirty, now.
Punching was obviously not going to work, so instead Poe just - rammed into him. He could probably knock this monster over? Right? ]
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Poe immediately twisted back around to glare up at him, his face throbbing with what would definitely be a dark shiner in about three hours, but no less defiant.
Fine. Poe knew when he was out gunned.
He raised a hand, pointing his index finger like a gun and aimed it at his own head.
He snapped his fingers and a light burst from them - a spark - and the adrenaline rush that came with it was instant.
Did it give him powers? No. Not beyond what a massive surge of adrenaline could do for a normal person anyway. But that was still enough to try hitting a little harder. And Poe was all too happy to play dirty, now.
Punching was obviously not going to work, so instead Poe just - rammed into him. He could probably knock this monster over? Right? ]