Percy wore a smug smirk as he drove Beaufort back. "Bilge-sucking Frenchie!" he swore, suddenly laughing that inane, familiar laugh of his...only slightly more gutter-rat than previous times.
In a rather suave move, Percy spun a bit on his heels and managed to get beside his French adversary, kicking a leg out and then backwards quickly to trip the man. As he really didn't fancy running him through, not really.
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Date: 2008-09-20 03:08 am (UTC)In a rather suave move, Percy spun a bit on his heels and managed to get beside his French adversary, kicking a leg out and then backwards quickly to trip the man. As he really didn't fancy running him through, not really.