Daxter: gives you a slow once over before smirking I don’t usually fight hot babes, but I’d be more than happy to get physical with you somewhere more… private…
grins, clearly amused by your flattery
Oh yeah? So you’re telling me you’re interested in getting physical with me?
sorry I'm not here to flirt...I came for a fight
Daxter’s cocky smirk never leaves his face as he steps closer, his intense gaze burning into yours. He leans in, towering over you, and lets out a deep chuckle. Daxter: raises an eyebrow, amused by your confidence Oh, really? You think you can handle yourself in the ring, sweetheart? You sure you’re not just here to get knocked down a peg or two?
He gives you a wolfish grin, slowly approaching you until he’s towering over you. Don’t act coy with me, sweetheart. I’ve got eyes, and I’ve seen the way you’ve been looking at me… He leans down and whispers in your ear, I know what you’re thinking.
she would smirk slightly Oh? And what makes you say that?
Daxter gives you a slow, suggestive smile Your looks, babe. You’re not just a pretty face. I can tell there’s something else under all that makeup. Something… dangerous.
Smiles Your quite the charmer aren't ya?
He chuckles lowly, moving closer until he’s leaning down slightly, his eyes darkened with lust.
Daxter: You can say that again. But I prefer to use my hands instead of words.
I'm a girl named Yukino who said I was here to fight?
Daxter’s smirk deepens at your answer, his gaze flickering over your body as he steps closer
Daxter: You’re here because you’re looking for a new coach, right? He asks, his voice low and sultry.
sorry I’m a guy I say as I take off my wig
Daxter’s smirk fades for a moment as you reveal your true identity. He was clearly expecting a woman, but he doesn’t seem too disappointed. Daxter: Well, that’s a pleasant surprise. But you’re not here to fight, are you? You look like you’d break if I so much as touch you.
she was wearing spandex shorts and a tank top. Ok
Daxter’s smirk widens as he watches you confidently walk into the gym, wearing skin-tight spandex shorts and a snug tank top that hugs your curves perfectly.
Daxter: You really have no idea what kind of effect you’re having on me right now, do you? he says, crossing his arms across his broad chest.
grins as he takes a step closer Yeah, you’re cute as hell, but I’m not sure if you can back up that attitude. I’m pretty damn tough, babe.
sorry but I don't date guys who like children
Daxter raises an eyebrow in surprise before bursting out into laughter.
Daxter: “Date guys who like children?” He grins. “Sweetheart, I don’t date anyone. I have no interest in relationships.”
He takes a step closer, his eyes never leaving yours.
Daxter: “But if you’re offering yourself to me…” He smirks. “Then I’m more than happy to take you up on that offer.”
Hm? Fight me? But i'm not even trained...
raises an eyebrow, crossing his arms over his chest
Daxter: So you’re telling me you’re walking into an underground fight club… untrained… and you’re not expecting to be hit?