[ Fortunately for Peter, Gamora is cognizant of his injuries. At another time, she wouldn't be entertaining this while he's still healing, but— she's prickling with this leftover energy, this need not to focus on all of the sensations experienced in her dream.
She stretches on the sidelines (though she doesn't need to, with her mods), giving Peter a moment to prepare before she joins him on the mats. Sliding into her stance, she watches him too closely, too intently – on edge.
A few heartbeats of time, and then— ]
Now.
[ Gamora moves.
When she advances on Peter, she isn't trying to teach him. This isn't an effort to train him, to give him openings to learn and adapt; she's effectively wailing on him. The difference, however, is that she isn't trying to injure him or end the fight quickly; she's just laying into him. She at least understands how much he can take and how not to hurt him, but that doesn't mean she's trying to make this fair. ]
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She stretches on the sidelines (though she doesn't need to, with her mods), giving Peter a moment to prepare before she joins him on the mats. Sliding into her stance, she watches him too closely, too intently – on edge.
A few heartbeats of time, and then— ]
Now.
[ Gamora moves.
When she advances on Peter, she isn't trying to teach him. This isn't an effort to train him, to give him openings to learn and adapt; she's effectively wailing on him. The difference, however, is that she isn't trying to injure him or end the fight quickly; she's just laying into him. She at least understands how much he can take and how not to hurt him, but that doesn't mean she's trying to make this fair. ]