.       even with that prevailing thought in the back of his mind that he wants ky’lar to win ( if only not to feel PERSONALLY RESPONSIBLE for bringing his friend in and caging him with whatever means necessary to prevent such mass casualty again ) bobby knows he can’t waste time. the terms are laid out and the icy mutant gives a short nod of assent. he’s looking to immobilize ky, knock him out if he has to, but they’re pretty evenly matched.

        IT WON’T BE AN EASY FIGHT.

        lips press together and he gathers the condensation in the air, funneling it into a blast of ice directed right at his friend’s feet. if he can freeze him in place, even for a little while, it gives him more opportunity to strike the finishing blow.

                                     _{IT NEVER WOULD BE AN EASY FIGHT.}

           _{even when they used to train, ky had warned bobby OVER AND OVER AGAIN about what could happen, and how he could lose control of himself. back then, his abilities were only able to be used when he was angry, and EVERY LITTLE THING set him into a spiral of pure unrestrained HATRED.} 

        _{over the years,  he had learned to EMBRACE that part of him to keep it untamed and ready to strike at any given time. ready, to be unleashed at the first person who -in his mind- deserved it. for the moment, that was – someone who he could consider . – a friend. all he had to do was time everything just right and he could end it quickly.} 

             _{he knew how bobby fought or used to fight at least. knew that it was going to be a game of speed on the part of them both. a reason to why he moved as quickly as he could forward; hoping to not just escape the blast, but also close the distance between them.} 

              ^{❝ is that… all you got? ❞ maybe it wasn’t the best thing to say, but truth be told he didn’t care at the moment.  ❝ maybe you need to go back to school. ❞ ironic since it was ky who should have stayed there longer, but none the less, he wasn’t going to do anything drastic… at least to bobby.}

                _{❝ or maybe, ❞ he said, moving to send a fist towards his friends chest, ❝ you should clean up after me like the old days. ❞}