[ Clark cracks his neck before petting his jaw lightly.
He looks bolder, more real than he had before. The fight wasn't in him. He never felt the burn or desire but he seem to stand out more than he did before. A pale imitation to the real thing. He doesn't take a stance because Clark has never learned how to fight, always relying on his powers to help him get through.
But he's a quick learner and he hasn't wasted his time. ]
For now.
[ Suddenly he moves, in Iron Bull's space and initiates his favourite move - the flick ]
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He looks bolder, more real than he had before. The fight wasn't in him. He never felt the burn or desire but he seem to stand out more than he did before. A pale imitation to the real thing. He doesn't take a stance because Clark has never learned how to fight, always relying on his powers to help him get through.
But he's a quick learner and he hasn't wasted his time. ]
For now.
[ Suddenly he moves, in Iron Bull's space and initiates his favourite move - the flick ]