>> held by the strongest knots

[shifts]

Who: Alex & Eames
What: Horsing around.
Where: Eames' flat.
When: Saturday morning.
Warnings: Violence, maybe some cursing?

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[redhotsummers]

Yeah.

[Alex is flexing his hands at his sides, dressed in simple grey sweat pants. He's confident at least that nothing they do today is going to set off his powers--he has enough control over them to be assured of that.

If he's going to have to work with anyone, at this point he'd rather it be Eames. Away from the mansion, away from all the things put on him. Alex has enough trouble breathing around here as it is--but around Eames? Things aren't so bad.]

[shifts]

Right, then.

[ Eames brings his hands up, shifting his weight from front foot to back foot. ] Show me what you've picked up in that youth of yours, yeah?

[redhotsummers]

All right.

[Alex circles for a moment, debating what to do, and after a slight faint he steps in, moving to get Eames around the waist and take him down.]

[shifts]

[ Eames kicks his leg out with the way he sees Alex try and go in for it, shaking his head. ] You'll have better chance of a pin once someone is worn down, Alex. Not right off the bat. Whittle down their defense, else you're leaving your own open.