[ he falls for the feint and realizes it immediately when there's no fist flying just past his face. it's too late to do anything about it; david's down already, shoulder at his gut, grabbing him, trying to drop him.
evan braces himself even knowing he won't manage to stay up. he can still manage to keep some control here. he has to. the pain of the hit cleared some of the rage, and he realizes, again, how easily david's able to bait him into a fight.
that doesn't help the anger any.
he snatches at david's hair and shirt as he stumbles back and falls; he can't keep himself standing, especially not in the leaves around the trees, and when he goes down, he goes down hard. metal stabs further into him where it's poking out, and it's only by sheer force of effort that he manages to land more heavy on his left shoulder than his right. but the pain still rips through him, as effective a distraction as anything.
he manages to keep his grip on david, though. keeping him in place, unable to get up and start attacking his face and chest. but his arms are still free, because evan can't quite get a grip on those. ]
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evan braces himself even knowing he won't manage to stay up. he can still manage to keep some control here. he has to. the pain of the hit cleared some of the rage, and he realizes, again, how easily david's able to bait him into a fight.
that doesn't help the anger any.
he snatches at david's hair and shirt as he stumbles back and falls; he can't keep himself standing, especially not in the leaves around the trees, and when he goes down, he goes down hard. metal stabs further into him where it's poking out, and it's only by sheer force of effort that he manages to land more heavy on his left shoulder than his right. but the pain still rips through him, as effective a distraction as anything.
he manages to keep his grip on david, though. keeping him in place, unable to get up and start attacking his face and chest. but his arms are still free, because evan can't quite get a grip on those. ]