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These may or may not have been made to be a set... hehe 😏

"Ouch, you asshole," Vexx growls as he stumbles back from the dagger that has just sliced him on the chin. He swipes the back of his hand over the wound, blood smearing his skin.

"Oh, come on. I barely clipped ya," Damon teases from the other side of the sparring mat, tossing said dagger between his hands.

Vexx scowls at the assassin, unconvinced. "You did that on purpose, Reznor."

"You would think that, Serif."

"That's it, daggers away," Vexx glares at the other man, his nostrils flaring. "I wanna see you fight with your fists."

Damon smirks, and something about it tells Vexx he doesn't mind one bit. The sniper isn't sure if that should worry him.

"Gladly."

Damon lays his daggers to one side, and Vexx waits before he tosses his too. Best to make sure Damon actually keeps his word before he disarms himself.

They circle each other, fists raised and guards up. Where Damon smirks, Vexx scowls. That's usually the way it goes with them. When he can't take the sight of the assassin toying with him any longer, the sniper strikes. 

In an instant, before he even really knows what's happened, he's staring up at the ceiling from flat on his back, Damon grinning down at him smugly.

Vexx groans from the impact. "Wha-"

"Bet ya wished you kept the knives, huh, Serif?"