( he does. too many. too many people willing to help him on a whim, too many individuals willing to do near anything for him. it's unsafe, jason hates it. )
[Cain's worse at that: connecting, intentionally or otherwise. Feels like he's harbored isolation too long to change the habits now, but at least Malone's network sounds useful.
Straightening, he holds up his fists, minding the new bruise on his forearm from that last punch.]
C'mon, round two. Let's go.
[We can fade to black into training-montage-scenes, if you want...]
( he favors the hurt arm, and jason notices. grins widely in response, but--repositions himself. takes more of a boxer's stance, considering they're training for the fucking rings. he's mindful of cain's own stance, too; shifts to mirror it when he can. )
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I get around. Helps with figuring this shit out.
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Straightening, he holds up his fists, minding the new bruise on his forearm from that last punch.]
C'mon, round two. Let's go.
[We can fade to black into training-montage-scenes, if you want...]
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Round two.
( let's get down to business. )