25 parts Complete "Ow," Dusk complains, picking herself up and brushing her hair out of her eyes. Jason is good, and he's not holding back.
"Oh come on," he taunts, "That didn't even hurt."
"Easy for you to say," she gripes, stepping up again. She mirrors his raised fists, then ducks a punch and purposely walks into his other one. It knocks her flat on her back. She rolls her eyes at herself and decides to step it up a bit.
She heaves herself up and beckons with her hand. Jason raises an eyebrow and faints a punch to the left before coming at her with a vicious right hook. Dusk ducks it and sends her fist crashing into his side. He doubles over.
"Not bad," he comments when he gets his breath back.
Dusk smirks. "Guess I got a good teacher."
"You got Hammerfist, right? He's kinda a jerk, but he gets the job done..."
"No, hotshot, I meant you." Boys.
His face goes surprised and then he smiles. "Oh. Say...you wanna go get a drink tonight after the stakeout?"
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Dusk's life is hard, but she's the Weapon, ready for anything. Whether it's fighting the gangs in the alleys, protecting the weak and innocent, or stopping thefts and misdemeanors, she's the guardian of New York City and beyond.