As great as the city of New Haven is, violence is not something unheard of, and does happen on occasion in the back-streets and alleyways of the poorer districts. Disgruntled youths band together to form street cliques and gangs, and vent their anger on any target they choose. Rounding the wrong street on the wrong corner along a back alley road between two sets of buildings, Jay can't help but notice a few rival-school kids emerge from the wooded fence up ahead, and a few more from behind. His eyes scan over them in a passing glance, his feathered hands already balling into fists as they brandish all manner of weapons. A dull steel pipe, the shiny glimmer of a set of brass knuckles. 'Yer outta yer territory, shit-bird..' One began to say, approaching him from the front. It was with a heavy back-hand that he landed a strike whilst stepping back, only to hear the characteristic "click" of a switchblade behind him. This...this was going to be a tough one, he could already tell..
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