Post by Nyte on Jun 10, 2020 20:50:51 GMT -5
Blaine watched her calculating gaze. He knew she had been watching, studying him since they had first met. Any good assassin would constantly be measuring up those around them. Gauging who was the biggest threat, what weaknesses there were in opponents and how to overcome their apparent advantages. His advantage in this scenario was size and knowledge. He had read her file in its entirety and watch videos of her training sessions and even some missions. He knew her strategies quite well so she would have to adapt. He also gave her another disadvantage she probably wasn't aware of yet. Misinformation.
Ever since they began interacting Blaine had done things with his right hand, favored his left leg slightly and tried to keep her to the right of himself to show his dominate side. This was a rouse. He was left handed and he had no old injuries to make him favor one side over another. She should have seen his 'weaknesses' though and planned to see what she did when an opponent became unpredictable.
As soon as she started moving Blaine kept track of her movements. They were fluid, precise and potentially deadly. He responded by falling into defensive maneuvers, blocks and dodges, as she came at him with a flurry of hits that would have probably really hurt a lesser opponent. "Good, using your smaller size and speed." He complimented her and gave a chuckle of his own.
When she swung her last punch his hand snapped up and caught her wrist and he twisted his body to drag her with him and knock her off balance, taking her to his left side that should have been weaker than his right. After he practically threw her across the mat he released his hold on her wrist and put distance between them once more. "Not bad." He said and shrugged, taunting her. "Let's go again."
Ever since they began interacting Blaine had done things with his right hand, favored his left leg slightly and tried to keep her to the right of himself to show his dominate side. This was a rouse. He was left handed and he had no old injuries to make him favor one side over another. She should have seen his 'weaknesses' though and planned to see what she did when an opponent became unpredictable.
As soon as she started moving Blaine kept track of her movements. They were fluid, precise and potentially deadly. He responded by falling into defensive maneuvers, blocks and dodges, as she came at him with a flurry of hits that would have probably really hurt a lesser opponent. "Good, using your smaller size and speed." He complimented her and gave a chuckle of his own.
When she swung her last punch his hand snapped up and caught her wrist and he twisted his body to drag her with him and knock her off balance, taking her to his left side that should have been weaker than his right. After he practically threw her across the mat he released his hold on her wrist and put distance between them once more. "Not bad." He said and shrugged, taunting her. "Let's go again."
