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[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim's still not focusing on the the here and now; his mind's still on what happened a few hours ago and what lays ahead of them, the two of them combined threatening to overwhelm him completely.

His body remembers what Zell's taught him anyway, dropping into a defensive stance and circling him warily, waiting for the first strike instead of taking one himself. ]

[swatsflies]

[ Okay, he'll move first. He moves in and makes like he'll grab his shirt collar, but then he drops down to sweep his leg at Jim's ankles. Hey bb, want to be swept off your feet? ]

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim's off his game enough that he reacts to feint instead of the real attack, and starts to go down. He's fast enough to turn it into a roll, though, and comes back up a few feet away from Zell if he's not grabbed. ]