[ He'd been briefly distracted watching Silco pull out that hidden knife, about to be a smartass and ask if that too is something normal in 'Zaun' -- and is almost slow to dodge the sudden slash aimed his way.
Gen's good reflexes and the training beaten into him do save him. His bootsoles scuff against the dirt as he falls back one, two steps, automatically taking a defensive posture with the knife he'd picked up raised to protect himself. But his breaths are coming a little faster than might be normal after that one movement; he can already feel his pulse thudding in his ears, even knowing that that blow wouldn't have done severe damage if it had landed. ]
... that's fucking cheap, old man.
[ Thankfully he manages to keep up that pretense at bravado, his words barked out in challenge, but it's harder than he'd thought it would be. Gen looks from Silco, to that blade, then back. ]
What, is that part of your style, too? Playing dirty?
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Gen's good reflexes and the training beaten into him do save him. His bootsoles scuff against the dirt as he falls back one, two steps, automatically taking a defensive posture with the knife he'd picked up raised to protect himself. But his breaths are coming a little faster than might be normal after that one movement; he can already feel his pulse thudding in his ears, even knowing that that blow wouldn't have done severe damage if it had landed. ]
... that's fucking cheap, old man.
[ Thankfully he manages to keep up that pretense at bravado, his words barked out in challenge, but it's harder than he'd thought it would be. Gen looks from Silco, to that blade, then back. ]
What, is that part of your style, too? Playing dirty?