Typical bully response. It stead of taking flight, he decided to fight. The leader rushes towards Aaron, no imparticular style of fighting at all. Aaron withdrawals his blade, and calmly side steps the advancing thug, wielding his own weapon in order to leave along thin streak ripped into the leaders long baggy sleeve. The leader breaks his attack, pausing for a second to take in stock the hooded figure wielding the knife.<br/><br/>Aaron appears relaxed, his body language non threatning. If you knew better though, you would be able to deal that he's ready for a fight, and he know's what he's doing. Rushing forward again, the leader aims for Aaron's head this time around, instead of his chest as before. Aaron dodges, actually drawing blood on the shoulder. However, the pipe is longer than he thought, one  end manages to catch him in the back of the head. Pain blooms where the contact was, causing him to stagger for a second before he shakes his head, clearing his blurred vision.<br/><br/>The leader, who hasn't figured out that he managed to score a hit, looks at the long, thin would that's already starting to stain his dark blue sweat shirt crimson. "Keep the shirt. Ain't worth a lot anyway," he calls out, false bravado in his voice. And just as they had come, the gang is gone.<br/><br/>Aaron shakes his head one more time, trying to clear his blurred vision. He knows he simply can't teleport to his apartment, leaving him the option of walking. He's hoping he isn't too badly concussed. He starts walking back the way he came, his vision blurring every few seconds, affecting his balance.