[Mentally, Roxas cursed to himself as he'd found that he'd woefully underestimated how quickly his opponent could react. Immediately he set to work on a counter-measure. Whatever awaited down below, he was angry enough that he was going to make sure that Riku's body would break his fall and somehow, he would wipe that unrepentant expression from his face.
As he was drawn toward the edge, his leg snaps out to strike the back of the silver-haired boy's knee. With good fortune and maybe even a little luck, he'd be able to take his legs out and off-balance him enough that a good left-cross to the face would send him over the edge first. At worst if his accuracy didn't fail him, it would at least provide a hiccup in the throw and buy enough time for him to try something new to escape the bind.]
Troublesome? Or AWESOME? /balances with a hint of insanity
As he was drawn toward the edge, his leg snaps out to strike the back of the silver-haired boy's knee. With good fortune and maybe even a little luck, he'd be able to take his legs out and off-balance him enough that a good left-cross to the face would send him over the edge first. At worst if his accuracy didn't fail him, it would at least provide a hiccup in the throw and buy enough time for him to try something new to escape the bind.]