[for the record, if Dave ever catches wind of Yata kicking ass while also kicking ollies, he's going to want to hear the details.]
[but Yata's fist connects, forcing her to take a few steps back to re-orient, hand still stubbornly closed around the handle of the dagger. it sort of looks like they're going to have to kick the swagger down a few points if they're going to disarm her and/or get away.]
[Dave will handle it.]
[he grabs for the SORD, which ... it's hard to explain how exactly it's been attached to his back all this time — like maybe its inherent shittiness allowed it to simply stick there like a dryer sheet fresh out of a cycle. or maybe he figured out a way string together a harness. it's probably best not to think about it.]
[in any case, he just — he just straight up smacks the woman in the face with the SORD. it makes a hollow donk sort of sound, like hitting something solid with a wiffle bat.]
no subject
[but Yata's fist connects, forcing her to take a few steps back to re-orient, hand still stubbornly closed around the handle of the dagger. it sort of looks like they're going to have to kick the swagger down a few points if they're going to disarm her and/or get away.]
[Dave will handle it.]
[he grabs for the SORD, which ... it's hard to explain how exactly it's been attached to his back all this time — like maybe its inherent shittiness allowed it to simply stick there like a dryer sheet fresh out of a cycle. or maybe he figured out a way string together a harness. it's probably best not to think about it.]
[in any case, he just — he just straight up smacks the woman in the face with the SORD. it makes a hollow donk sort of sound, like hitting something solid with a wiffle bat.]
[distraction ... successful???]