095 | [Voice]

[with_discipline]

[Private to Slade]

I'd like you to meet me in the gym.

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[He sees the feint, leaping neatly over the sweep before moving off to the side. There's a subtle sort of twist tugging at the corner of his mouth as he does this.

He'd rather she try to bring him down than return the favor. For now, at least.]

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[Suus mahna was a lot like tai chi; it relied on the enemy's energy. But T'Pol learned it in the V'Shar, and an intelligence agency can't rely on the martial choices of an opponent in a fight. She notices that twist at the corner of his mouth, and shifts her position just slightly. The next few punches are meant as distractions, jabs that are meant to force defense, and once she has enough room, she leans back, foot rising to kick at his face.]