[He stumbles backwards, trying to regain his footing quickly in a body that is, for some (ineffable) reason, larger than what he's used to.]
[(his hair is also tied backwards awkwardly, because he's not sure what the point of that is either)]
[He frowns and launches forward as soon as he's got his balance, not willing to waste a second, swinging the poker as more of a parrying weapon than one for thrusting as he goes for a low kick.]
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[(his hair is also tied backwards awkwardly, because he's not sure what the point of that is either)]
[He frowns and launches forward as soon as he's got his balance, not willing to waste a second, swinging the poker as more of a parrying weapon than one for thrusting as he goes for a low kick.]