[ Evan grins viciously, stepping forward quickly to throw another punch at Quentin while one of the clones tries to hold him in place. The boot hits Evan's chin and he staggers back a step, exhaling but still grinning --
Then his eyes widen a bit and he touches his temple. His mind feels different, and though he hasn't grasped exactly what Quentin has been attempting he can grasp something of the nature of it. The intent. The smile flies off his face and is replaced with a snarl as he grabs for Quentin's shirt collar. ]
Oh ya wee bastard! Ya think ya can play with my head like a dollhouse? Know what I'm thinking of doin' to yours?
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[ Evan grins viciously, stepping forward quickly to throw another punch at Quentin while one of the clones tries to hold him in place. The boot hits Evan's chin and he staggers back a step, exhaling but still grinning --
Then his eyes widen a bit and he touches his temple. His mind feels different, and though he hasn't grasped exactly what Quentin has been attempting he can grasp something of the nature of it. The intent. The smile flies off his face and is replaced with a snarl as he grabs for Quentin's shirt collar. ]
Oh ya wee bastard! Ya think ya can play with my head like a dollhouse? Know what I'm thinking of doin' to yours?