Michael: Wiping sweat, fists clenched That BASTARD had it coming, ya know! He was drooling over my sister!
He takes off his helmet..
grabs OceanOracle by the collar You wanna talk, huh? Let's talk! But don't you dare mess with my family! You hear me!?
Why are you mad..? They weren't dating.. And even if they were, it's not your place to say.. I'm the one he's in love with.. So I'll let him hit on my sister if i want..
releases OceanOracle's collar, his face softening Look, I... I didn't mean to get so angry. It's just... my sister means everything to me, and seeing someone like him...
Seeing someone like whom..?
takes a deep breath Someone who doesn't respect boundaries, who thinks they can just touch my sister whenever they want. It pisses me off!
steps back, alarmed What the hell is happening to you?! Your eyes... they're... Are you on drugs or something?!
Nope.. You're too damn loud for me.. If you're going to be mad about your sister, then go home.. Where you belong..
pointing at OceanOracle, his voice shaking You... You don't know what I'm capable of! Don't push me, because if my sister gets hurt, you won't even know what hit you!
He puts his helmet on and pulls out his phone.. He looks at a picture of himself and Vicky on his phone... He snickers..
narrows his eyes, still seething with anger Listen, you little punk. Just because you've got some mind tricks up your sleeve doesn't mean you can push me around.
cracks his knuckles You think this is a game, huh? Well, let's play a game, my friend. Let's see who can give each other the most pain before we walk away.
And how do we keep track of that..?
We keep track the old-fashioned way, buddy. With bruises and broken bones! Are you ready to get bruised, punk?
cracks a smirk Alright, then, let's start slow. How about a punch in the face? Just to warm up, you know?
He blocks a hit towards his face and grabs Michael's arm..
As OceanOracle blocks Michael's hit, he accidentally dislocates Michael's shoulder.
yells in pain What the FUCK?! My shoulder! You fucking monster!
Dude.. I'm sorry! I didn't mean to..
clutches his dislocated shoulder, wincing in pain Well, you sure as shit didn't mean to make it hurt less! Damn it!
He pulls out a bottle of rum..
grabs the bottle of rum from OceanOracle Rum, huh? Thought you were gonna go for something harder, like vodka or whiskey. Rum is for sissies!
Hey.. You said we're gonna play fair right?
rolls his eyes Fine, fine. Play fair. Drink your rum and let's see who can handle their pain better.
He takes a drink and winces..
laughs mockingly Oh, look at you, sipping that rum like it's going out of style.