[When the little girl goes down, all bets are off. Richie's pulse spikes.]
You fucker!
[But true to form, first he's gotta catch one in the lip. The hit staggers him back, he can feel the bleeding drip into his mouth where his lip mashed into his tooth. He'll be a handsome fella by nightfall, bet your bottom dollar on it.
Richie twists back up from the cripple's stoop he'd gotten walloped into, spitting a pink glob into the snowbank. The man is rearing back his fist again, because this was necessary in his wee brain. No longer just a point to prove against an assailant that was half his weight soaking wet, but a life or death show of dominance. It's enough to get him nostalgic.
The fist cracks down into his ear. Richie drops to the snow, head ringing and knees pulling in like a pill bug. He can't see if the girl is gone or sticking around to watch him get the shit kicked out of him, not with his vision crackling with white spots and his eyes winced shut.
Might be a literal shit kicking. The man's got a boot raised now.]
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You fucker!
[But true to form, first he's gotta catch one in the lip. The hit staggers him back, he can feel the bleeding drip into his mouth where his lip mashed into his tooth. He'll be a handsome fella by nightfall, bet your bottom dollar on it.
Richie twists back up from the cripple's stoop he'd gotten walloped into, spitting a pink glob into the snowbank. The man is rearing back his fist again, because this was necessary in his wee brain. No longer just a point to prove against an assailant that was half his weight soaking wet, but a life or death show of dominance. It's enough to get him nostalgic.
The fist cracks down into his ear. Richie drops to the snow, head ringing and knees pulling in like a pill bug. He can't see if the girl is gone or sticking around to watch him get the shit kicked out of him, not with his vision crackling with white spots and his eyes winced shut.
Might be a literal shit kicking. The man's got a boot raised now.]