[Bourne assumed a stance, a little more guarded than Dick's appeared to be, though by no means a classic fighting pose. He usually wasn't one to make the first move either, but he watched the superhero carefully, looking for a twitch of a muscle that would denote sudden movement coming - if it wasn't a feint.
Usually he didn't have time to watch for these things consciously; it was an automatic thing, a reflex as automatic as blinking. As his mind settled into the familiar lull of combat, he felt the frustration of the day in his muscles. He couldn't afford to let himself get careless, but he wanted to beat something into unconsciousness. Not that that was likely to happen; he'd seen Dick handle Costigan when he'd gone off the pills and that alone had convinced him that the hero was no novice, and certainly someone who wouldn't appreciate being pummeled into senselessness.
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Date: 2011-04-15 01:14 am (UTC)Usually he didn't have time to watch for these things consciously; it was an automatic thing, a reflex as automatic as blinking. As his mind settled into the familiar lull of combat, he felt the frustration of the day in his muscles. He couldn't afford to let himself get careless, but he wanted to beat something into unconsciousness. Not that that was likely to happen; he'd seen Dick handle Costigan when he'd gone off the pills and that alone had convinced him that the hero was no novice, and certainly someone who wouldn't appreciate being pummeled into senselessness.
So he watched.]