Leg It!

[Tegan]

:: Tegan watched the fray, and smirked irresistibly ::

[Denton Jax]

Jax tried in vane to swat Kallum away, before getting caught fully in the face by the enraged youth's fists and stumbling back, tripping over onto his backside.

"Kallum you frellin' lunatic!" he yelled, covering his face with his hands to offer some sort of defense against the onslaught.

[Kallum Romanoch]

When he caught Denton with the blow that knocked him down, a hot racing feeling swelled inside Kallum's chest and the thrill of violence danced in his eyes. He pounded away relentlessly at the red-head as he desperately tried to shrink away from the onslaught, yet he found most of his blows were glancing off Denton's raised forearms which left him frustrated and he surged forward, lashing out with limbs thrashing.

His enthusiasm got the better of him however, and he tripped over one of Denton's flailing legs and tumbled forward over himself with his own momentum, taking down a couple of trash cans on the way with a flurry of curses.

[Tegan]

:: Tegan spied movement out of the corner of her eye, and slipped into a hiding place before the Cloud City Authorities spotted her ::

[Denton Jax]

Denton scrambled away from Kallum, rising to his feet and checking that his jaw was still in the right place. A bruise had popped up instantly on his right cheekbone.

"Take it easy, wonderboy" he teased, skipping backwards, before freezing as a firm hand rest on his shoulder.

His hands were pulled back behind him, his wrists bound in a flash before he was forced to his knees. Two more burly men advanced on Kallum, Jax closing his eyes and lifting his head upwards, sighing heavily as he realised Tegan had vanished.

[Kallum Romanoch]

Having managed to get his leg stuck in one of the upturned trash cans, Kallum wrestled to be rid of it and kicked it off, not before blurting every expletive he could think of to offend the damn thing. He whirled around.

"I'll show yeh who's a frellin' wonderboy, lad! Raaarrgh!"

A white hot fury blinded his senses and apparently, his peripheral vision too, as all he could see was Denton, all he could think of was Denton, there was only Denton and he was going to pummel him all the way to the Outer Rim. He charged, gripped in a frothing foaming frantic fury.

"Deeennnntoooooonnnnn!!"

Then something very hard and very metal struck him in the face. And his white hot rage quickly became a murky black unconsciousness.