[If she was Asgardian, she'd have been a shieldmaiden. She'd have been better than Sif, better than the warriors. He'd probably have hated her there, too. He watches her performance closely. He's noticing a pattern.]
Stay where you are.
[He turns and heads through the forest, only about twenty feet, but behind several trees. She cannot see his face or body except in the slightest shadows.]
Catch my knife.
[He counts slowly to seven in his head. Then he throws the knife hard, straight at her. It zips straight through the hard-light trees, which burst out of existence in its wake. It aims straight for Cassandra's chest.]
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5/5/13 04:10 (UTC)Stay where you are.
[He turns and heads through the forest, only about twenty feet, but behind several trees. She cannot see his face or body except in the slightest shadows.]
Catch my knife.
[He counts slowly to seven in his head. Then he throws the knife hard, straight at her. It zips straight through the hard-light trees, which burst out of existence in its wake. It aims straight for Cassandra's chest.]