Literally jumps at him from behind and chokeslams him into the ground
“Glgh!” A strangled noise escaped the vessel as he was thrown into the ground. An iron taste trickled into his mouth after the impact-- ah, just the good ol’ days-- and a brief ringing plagued his eardrums. Vanitas was cursing himself for letting someone get the jump on him like that but part of him was exhilarated. When was the last time he was in a real fight? Not that he needed an excuse to go around instigating fights beyond I feel like it but it had been ages since he last got to pulverize someone.
With the onset of a snarl Vanitas yanked his head around to look at whoever was daft enough to attack him like that-- and the snarl died in his throat. Eyes widened a fraction until his lips curled into a sickening grin. With one swift motion Vanitas turned himself around and threw a punch right smack into the jaw of his attacker.
“Pfft--ahahah! You little bastard!” Vanitas cackled (strangely enough without malice) as he pulled himself up and gave Sync a shove.
“You got me good there, I’ll let you have that one. You didn’t miss a beat while I was gone, huh? ... Good t’see you again, Sync.”
