[Ah. Classic standoff. Well, that was about perfect. Neither of them seemed really willing to make the first move. And in a controlled environment like this, why should they? It wasn't life or death here; but now it could mean an undermining of authority. Bourne couldn't let his new inmate think he could simply wipe the floor with him whenever Slade so chose.
So he waited, carefully watching Slade, and warning himself not to let the inmate's age trick him into complacency. Assassins didn't live that long unless they were damned good.
And there it was, the inaugural punch. Quite fast, like the ones Desh had thrown. He managed to block it - dodging was better than blocking but he wanted to test the force of Slade's punch - and sent one back at about equal velocity, aimed towards the inmate's head.
This is only a test. If it had been a real fight, the blows would have already been faster, and more brutal.]
[Spam] - Cheater cheater pumpkin eater...sitting on a telephone wire! ...Wait.
Date: 2010-08-03 06:27 am (UTC)So he waited, carefully watching Slade, and warning himself not to let the inmate's age trick him into complacency. Assassins didn't live that long unless they were damned good.
And there it was, the inaugural punch. Quite fast, like the ones Desh had thrown. He managed to block it - dodging was better than blocking but he wanted to test the force of Slade's punch - and sent one back at about equal velocity, aimed towards the inmate's head.
This is only a test. If it had been a real fight, the blows would have already been faster, and more brutal.]