Fair warning, it's been a long time since my partner was anything other than a punching bag.
[Skye explains this as she tosses her hair into a ponytail, just so it isn't getting in the way of whatever Frank wants to do. She's tried to train herself, but there's a lot of techniques that she doesn't know and even the ones she does know, it's pretty much guess work at this point if she's even been doing them right. Hopefully Frank is a less aggressive teacher than Ward, cause he's built like a brick house, and she'd rather not be on the receiving end of that fist of his.]
[ He doesn't quite know how he's gotten himself in this mix-up, suddenly training a few kids how to fight for themselves. Skye isn't necessarily a kid, but she's young, definitely determined, but smart; she'd been fairly stubborn at first when she'd been attacked by her friend, but she'd eventually made her exit, knowing full well when she'd been outmatched, which was always better than reckless false bravery.
But in this town, shit's always going to hit the fan, and it won't be the last time she'll get herself mixed up in something like that again. He's resistant, of course, but it's better that he gets her ready than to leave her defenseless. ]
That you telling me to go easy on you? [ He shrugs out of his jacket, coat still fairly heavy even as the weather gets warmer. At least the t-shirt underneath is thin, even so much as outlining a fair number of the muscles beneath it. ]
[Skye knew Pete was strong because of the way he handled Frank, but holy shit. He's ripped.]
Considering your bicep is the size of my torso? I'm kind of counting on it.
[At least she's being honest? But Ward never went easy on her, so she's just hoping not everyone is like Ward. Pulling her arms back at the elbows to stretch out her shoulder muscles, Skye tries to shake out some of the nerves she has about going up against Pete.]
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[Skye explains this as she tosses her hair into a ponytail, just so it isn't getting in the way of whatever Frank wants to do. She's tried to train herself, but there's a lot of techniques that she doesn't know and even the ones she does know, it's pretty much guess work at this point if she's even been doing them right. Hopefully Frank is a less aggressive teacher than Ward, cause he's built like a brick house, and she'd rather not be on the receiving end of that fist of his.]
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But in this town, shit's always going to hit the fan, and it won't be the last time she'll get herself mixed up in something like that again. He's resistant, of course, but it's better that he gets her ready than to leave her defenseless. ]
That you telling me to go easy on you? [ He shrugs out of his jacket, coat still fairly heavy even as the weather gets warmer. At least the t-shirt underneath is thin, even so much as outlining a fair number of the muscles beneath it. ]
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Considering your bicep is the size of my torso? I'm kind of counting on it.
[At least she's being honest? But Ward never went easy on her, so she's just hoping not everyone is like Ward. Pulling her arms back at the elbows to stretch out her shoulder muscles, Skye tries to shake out some of the nerves she has about going up against Pete.]
What do we start off with?