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I guess that answers any questions about whether or not I wanted to be an extra in Master and Commander. [Although, really.] That said, it definitely could have been worse. I mean, can you imagine if we ever got stuck somewhere like that, permanently? I'd take running water and modern medicine over pirates any day, I don't care how cool Jack Sparrow makes it look.

[Private to Alex]

Bummer about not finding any treasure.

[Private to Racetrack]

Hey. [... now what to say :|] I know this is weird, but. You do get kind of used to breaches.

[And Public, after he's realized SOMEONE hasn't seen Star Wars]

Alright, so, who here hasn't seen Star Wars? Kinda sounds like we need to have some kind of group movie night when people are taking a break from being all obsessive about port.

[Private to Bond]

I'm making Alex watch Star Wars. You should come. I promise I won't make you watch any of the prequels.

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I think Snow and I managed to get them to calm down.

Yes, well done being the only ones who know how to mimic adulthood.

I'll make an appearance. [BEcause it's been years since he watched them. B(]

Good. [Not even touching that adulthood comment. B(]

How've you been?

[It was a compliment B(]

Fine. [Internally really fucking sad since that flood. B((( guess what he is not sharing. B((( And an abrupt topic change!]

Do you know how to fight?

[gdi Bond. B(]

I wouldn't be very good at the whole Spider-Man thing if I didn't. [Except you know. That's all superpowers, not training.]

What are you trained in? [Because fuck your superpowers, kid. B(]

... I don't know. [Superpowers!!]

[dear sweet baby jesus]

Are you trained at all?

Look, I woke up after the spider bite and suddenly it was like a scene from The Matrix.

[omfg peter]

And you don't think it might be useful to know how to throw a bloody punch in the mean time?

I never said it wasn't?

[A pause for him to pinch the bridge of his nose and sigh.]

Clear a couple hours in your schedule and pick a time to meet me in the gym.

After lunch okay? [He's going to kick your ass. B(]

[That is why he is not sparring gdi B(]

Sounds fine.

[And Peter is loitering about waiting after finishing lunch. He's in a t-shirt and gym shorts, and looks, you know. Gangly and awkward, because even after putting on muscle, Peter is still kind of gangly and awkward looking.]

[At that height, there is no way he couldn't look gangly and awkward. Bond rounds the corner in sweats, and when he's close enough, he nods to Peter before heading in.]

Can you turn it off? [He gestures vaguely at Pete, as if that can encompass the superpowers thing.]

Uh, no. [At least, he's pretty sure he can't. His reflexes have just... been incredible ever since he got bitten, the only thing he can really switch off is the wall climbing thing.] I told you, instant "I know Kung Fu" moment. It's been like that ever since.

And what if that goes away? People have been without their [he waves a hand almost dismissively] super powers in port before. What happens when you have you're "I don't know Kung Fu" moment?

[It's not something he's spent a lot of time thinking about before, and frankly, it's kind of scary.]

I don't know. Hope you get stuck with me and can help take them out? [It's a joke, he doesn't expect you to fight his fights for him.]

[That's fine. Fear is a good motivator; James knows that very well.]

Cute. [But he doesn't sound very amused.] But better if you knew what the hell you were doing. Ever heard of Systema?

Yeah. KGB Agents practiced it and sambo pretty extensively, right?

[Look, he knows things. c:]

That's right. [This is why you get a pass for having read his file. B(]

It's not easy, but you'd probably be bored with easy. [And so would James, really, he's already teaching Cassel the really basic shit.] It's largely open handed, focuses on elbows and knees. Taking down an opponent and making sure they don't get back up.

[Peter nods quickly, interested, but not sure how much good this is going to do if he still has his enhanced reflexes and the precognition.]

Right. So, how do we start?

I haven't seen you fight yet. [And he doesn't think Pete needs more a warning at that, so he strikes low, at his solar plexus, lifting a leg at the same time to bring down on Peter's shin.]

[He's gotten a little more used to the whole acting instinctively when attacked thing, but it's been a while since he's actually had to use it, so after he grabs Bond's arm, sidesteps the kick to his shin, and throws the older man to the ground all within a few seconds without hardly any effort expended.

Whoops.]

Oh God, I'm sorry, are you okay?

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