Jackythejack
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James Bond has been sent off to a mission in Korea. It was to infiltrate an establishment and search for a man by the name of Kiron. Once there, Bond was supposed to find the man, and kill him. Things hadn't worked well for the spy. He had ended up without his firearms nor many of his fancy gadgets, and instead was left with a sword he took from one of the more eccentric looking bodyguards, but he made it. Behind the door he stood in front of now, Kiron was inside. All it would take was a kick to break down the door and a fight to the bloody end...
But it wouldn't be that easy.
The door would practically blow off its hinges as a young ma, much younger than the agent, charged out and striked at Bond. The agent blocked the sword with his own and the boy glared at him. To think so much malice could be in one stare... "Mr. Bond...that's you, yes? You're after Kiron."
"It seems my reputation precedes me. I'm after Kiron, what of it?" The two spoke in Korean, effortlessly passing the language barrier.
"I am his student, and I shall protect my master until my dying breath." The boy took a step back, sheathing his sword, and for a moment, they were silent. "You will not live to make it to him."
"Well, clearly that dying breath will come sooner than you think," the agent replied calmly. "I have a mission to do, understand?"
"Oh, yes, I understand...then come, Mr. Bond." Ares pulled out his sword once more and brought it up as if prepared to strike. "Let us perform this dance of death!"
(Speed is equalized and the fight takes place in a long hallway, providing enough room for the two to fight in. Bond is only armed with a sword, and neither have prep time.)
But it wouldn't be that easy.
The door would practically blow off its hinges as a young ma, much younger than the agent, charged out and striked at Bond. The agent blocked the sword with his own and the boy glared at him. To think so much malice could be in one stare... "Mr. Bond...that's you, yes? You're after Kiron."
"It seems my reputation precedes me. I'm after Kiron, what of it?" The two spoke in Korean, effortlessly passing the language barrier.
"I am his student, and I shall protect my master until my dying breath." The boy took a step back, sheathing his sword, and for a moment, they were silent. "You will not live to make it to him."
"Well, clearly that dying breath will come sooner than you think," the agent replied calmly. "I have a mission to do, understand?"
"Oh, yes, I understand...then come, Mr. Bond." Ares pulled out his sword once more and brought it up as if prepared to strike. "Let us perform this dance of death!"
(Speed is equalized and the fight takes place in a long hallway, providing enough room for the two to fight in. Bond is only armed with a sword, and neither have prep time.)