[Jack had a feeling this was what it would be. They’re in the gym, they’re alone (no pesky spectators), and he did, subconsciously, dress for the occasion. He’s done nothing with his life but fight, so he knows the value of a good spar. It can tell you more about a person than they can say about themselves, more often than not.]
If the doctor gave you the clear.
[He’s not about to abort this meeting to ask Angela if that’s the case, and he probably wouldn’t be surprised if Genji says yes either way. They’ll just have to watch themselves—Jack is pretty confident in his ability to do that, and in his ability to reel Genji in.
He hopes, anyway. There’s still a chance this could all blow up in his face.
Jack smirks a little at what’s clearly a taunt, sloughing off his utility harness, unclipping weapon holsters from his belt. He knows that Genji is just as curious about him as he is about Genji—that much the kid won’t be able to hide.]
no subject
If the doctor gave you the clear.
[He’s not about to abort this meeting to ask Angela if that’s the case, and he probably wouldn’t be surprised if Genji says yes either way. They’ll just have to watch themselves—Jack is pretty confident in his ability to do that, and in his ability to reel Genji in.
He hopes, anyway. There’s still a chance this could all blow up in his face.
Jack smirks a little at what’s clearly a taunt, sloughing off his utility harness, unclipping weapon holsters from his belt. He knows that Genji is just as curious about him as he is about Genji—that much the kid won’t be able to hide.]
I still got a few tricks.