Boom. Head Shot.

You won't ever see me, but you can almost count on me seein' you from somewhere. {TF2 FemSniper RP blog. No art is my own unless specified otherwise.}

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Logan looked at her as she described them and then looked back up the cluster of billions of stars. “ Okay to me you’re just pointing out lots of stars, is it near zhat really big star?” he asked pointing out one of the stars completely lost in the constellations. Logan couldn’t deny that she look pretty cute, and very excited about showing off the constellations to him.

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Joanna huffed and smiled to him, unable to find his ignorance to the stars somewhat endearing. “Nah, mate, that’s tha Mornin’ Star.” she laughed and shifted his hand a bit with surprisingly rough yet delicate fingers and circled a part of the sky. “There is Draco.” she said, content to point out her favourite one.

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Logan looked at her hand when she had taken his, it felt foreign and strange since they were on opposite teams. Looking up when she pointed out Draco “ its that cluster of stars…” he curiously questioned trying to make it out his brow furrowed. “ im not getting it” he said simply and with a shrug.

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Joanna snorted and pulled back, grabbing a small book held in the inner breast pocket of her vest and opened it up, flipping a few pages before holding it up for him. “See? That’s wot it looks like.” she pointed to the page of painstakingly drawn stars and then to the sky.

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Logan looked over at her hearing that “ vell please share” he said looking up at the sky listening quietly “ Im not much of a space person, I just know vhere Orions belt is…”

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“Well, there’s the starsigns, like cancer there, an’ aeries there.” Joanna leaned close to the other, hand reaching up to roughly point at the stars, hoping he saw them. “An’ Crux an’ Lynx.” she added, motioning to other spaces, smile pulling her lips up and her eyes glittered like the stars themselves.

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Logan looked at her as she described them and then looked back up the cluster of billions of stars. “ Okay to me you’re just pointing out lots of stars, is it near zhat really big star?” he asked pointing out one of the stars completely lost in the constellations. Logan couldn’t deny that she look pretty cute, and very excited about showing off the constellations to him.

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Joanna huffed and smiled to him, unable to find his ignorance to the stars somewhat endearing. “Nah, mate, that’s tha Mornin’ Star.” she laughed and shifted his hand a bit with surprisingly rough yet delicate fingers and circled a part of the sky. “There is Draco.” she said, content to point out her favourite one.

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Logan smirked and looked away his eyes lancing on the starts watching them as he finished off his cigarette, putting it out and put his hands under his head as he laid down on the roof comfortably.

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Slowly, she actually relaxed around the man, looking up at the sky, hunched over, but content. “Oi actually know some constellations.” she mumbled offhandedly as she looked at the glittering dots and felt somewhat proud.

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Logan looked over at her hearing that “ vell please share” he said looking up at the sky listening quietly “ Im not much of a space person, I just know vhere Orions belt is…”

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“Well, there’s the starsigns, like cancer there, an’ aeries there.” Joanna leaned close to the other, hand reaching up to roughly point at the stars, hoping he saw them. “An’ Crux an’ Lynx.” she added, motioning to other spaces, smile pulling her lips up and her eyes glittered like the stars themselves.

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Logan nodded slightly “ I can see zhat” He shifted laying down on the roof and looked up at the stars giving out a slight cough. “ vorried someone’s going to kill you in your sleep? Or is it all the fighting zhat gets to you?”

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“Yeah, kill me.” Joanna mumbled, snorting to herself and shook her head, staring out across the night scenery, relaxed in an overly tense manner, hands twitching when they weren’t tapping the ash from the end of the stick.

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Logan smirked and looked away his eyes lancing on the starts watching them as he finished off his cigarette, putting it out and put his hands under his head as he laid down on the roof comfortably.

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Slowly, she actually relaxed around the man, looking up at the sky, hunched over, but content. “Oi actually know some constellations.” she mumbled offhandedly as she looked at the glittering dots and felt somewhat proud.

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Logan chuckled and pulled out a set of matches holding them out her “ zhese yours?” he asked curiously. “ You dropped zhem vhen ve vere fighting” he said leaning back slightly taking the cigarette from his lips before yawning.

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Joanna scowled but plucked the matches thankfully from him and lit one. A deep breath later and she relaxed contently, eyes fluttering shut as she groaned. “Mate. Oi ain’t been stressed in tha wild, but this place makes sleep near impossible.” she drawled and relaxed perhaps for the first time since she arrived here.

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Logan nodded slightly “ I can see zhat” He shifted laying down on the roof and looked up at the stars giving out a slight cough. “ vorried someone’s going to kill you in your sleep? Or is it all the fighting zhat gets to you?”

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“Yeah, kill me.” Joanna mumbled, snorting to herself and shook her head, staring out across the night scenery, relaxed in an overly tense manner, hands twitching when they weren’t tapping the ash from the end of the stick.

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Logan quirked a brow hearing her comment and glanced over at her “ You have no idea…” he smiled looking back out over the base continuing to smoke his cigarette. “ Shoulder bugging you?” he asked with a smirk.

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“Shaddup.” Joanna huffed and popped a cigarette between her lips, patting her pockets for the matches she swore she had on her before. “Jus’ bruised now.” she grumbled.

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Logan chuckled and pulled out a set of matches holding them out her “ zhese yours?” he asked curiously. “ You dropped zhem vhen ve vere fighting” he said leaning back slightly taking the cigarette from his lips before yawning.

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Joanna scowled but plucked the matches thankfully from him and lit one. A deep breath later and she relaxed contently, eyes fluttering shut as she groaned. “Mate. Oi ain’t been stressed in tha wild, but this place makes sleep near impossible.” she drawled and relaxed perhaps for the first time since she arrived here.

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Logan looked over a cigarette back in his mouth and he shifted slightly “ I needed to get out of zhere” he said simply. Logan could hear the exhaustion and he scooted over “ Sit…you sound tired” he said kindly his German accent coming through as he spoke to her. “ Did you find your medic?” he asked curiously looking over shoulder curiously. Exhailing a cloud of smoke he sat forward resting his arms on his knees.

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Joanna, if she was more awake, would have argued and left, or just left. But she padded over and dropped down beside him, wincing slightly as she rubbed her shoulder.

“Yeah. Damn maniac.” she mumbled, fingers twitching and she pulled out her own busted pack of cigarettes, toying with them almost nervously, eyes half open and almost haunted.

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Logan quirked a brow hearing her comment and glanced over at her “ You have no idea…” he smiled looking back out over the base continuing to smoke his cigarette. “ Shoulder bugging you?” he asked with a smirk.

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“Shaddup.” Joanna huffed and popped a cigarette between her lips, patting her pockets for the matches she swore she had on her before. “Jus’ bruised now.” she grumbled.

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Sheeing her let her hair down he quirked a brow at how long it was, it was surprising, but nice. Logan watched her grasp at her wound and nodded gently when she informed him to find the medic. Logan followed her out , keeping a distance between them. He didn’t wanna push any boundaries. “ You to….” Logan quickly walked off in search of said medic. Finding him in respawn and got patched up. 

It was a good few hours later and dark out when he went back outside and found himself ontop of one of the buildings sitting quietly. He was just in his dress shirt and suit pants enjoying the cool air. He had needed to get back out, the place was to small and he was feeling cooped up in the shit hole.

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Joanna smiled faintly at the little command but she nodded, turning and left. She refused to look back, hair coiling around her back as she searched for her own medic.

She didn’t want to, and rarely ever did, but for some reason she felt like she needed to because the man seemed so…. Earnest. Stupid, right?

Either way, night found her doing her usual thing, sleepless and padding aimlessly towards her roof. She blinked at the sight of a figure and after a moment, realized it was the very Spy she had been fighting all day.

“Oh, sorry, mate. Didn’ know anyone came ‘ere.” she drawled, voice thick with exhaustion.

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Logan looked over a cigarette back in his mouth and he shifted slightly “ I needed to get out of zhere” he said simply. Logan could hear the exhaustion and he scooted over “ Sit…you sound tired” he said kindly his German accent coming through as he spoke to her. “ Did you find your medic?” he asked curiously looking over shoulder curiously. Exhailing a cloud of smoke he sat forward resting his arms on his knees.

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Joanna, if she was more awake, would have argued and left, or just left. But she padded over and dropped down beside him, wincing slightly as she rubbed her shoulder.

“Yeah. Damn maniac.” she mumbled, fingers twitching and she pulled out her own busted pack of cigarettes, toying with them almost nervously, eyes half open and almost haunted.

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Logan looked down at her as she stepped closer wrapping the bandana around her arm. He stood still and quiet. Reaching up he pulled off the blu mask. He had no use for it right now. Nor did he care who saw him.

His eyes shown brightly, they were a deep emerald green however he had a tired expression on his face,  light bags under his sunken eyes.. Even his face looked smooth for a mans, he had a  black goatee, and his hair was a messy black that was slicked back. A streak of gray formed a coeliac in the center that ran back fading back into the deep black. His jaw line was narrow, but strong, with strong high set cheekbones.

His eyes watched her closely looking into her eyes the moment she looked up and finished tying up the not.

The pain didn’t cause him to flinch he just stood quietly till she finished the knot and took a step back “ Appreciate it” he said in a kind done, slipping his mask into the inside pocket of his suit and pulled out a cigarette case pulling out a cigarette and lit it up glancing back over at her.

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Joanna was pretty sure this man was nothing like Spy’s were meant to be. For one, her Spy refused to remove his mask, even sleeping in it, she swore. This man just casually took it off right in front of what should be the enemy. Even said thank you for her patching up a stab wound she inflicted upon him.

To say she was at a loss was being polite.

She pulled the tie free, letting wavy hair fall freely past her shoulders, the shorter strands melting into the longer ones and she ruffled it, looking away before looking back as he tucked the mask away and lit a cigarette.

She knows she’s staring, but she’s waiting for the catch, only to shift once again and shyly grip the wound on her shoulder, inching towards the door awkwardly. “Find yer medic, kay? D-don’t bleed out on me, mate. Oi was startin’ ta loike tha challenge.” she said awkwardly, smiling faintly before ducking towards the door shyly.

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Sheeing her let her hair down he quirked a brow at how long it was, it was surprising, but nice. Logan watched her grasp at her wound and nodded gently when she informed him to find the medic. Logan followed her out , keeping a distance between them. He didn’t wanna push any boundaries. “ You to….” Logan quickly walked off in search of said medic. Finding him in respawn and got patched up. 

It was a good few hours later and dark out when he went back outside and found himself ontop of one of the buildings sitting quietly. He was just in his dress shirt and suit pants enjoying the cool air. He had needed to get back out, the place was to small and he was feeling cooped up in the shit hole.

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Joanna smiled faintly at the little command but she nodded, turning and left. She refused to look back, hair coiling around her back as she searched for her own medic.

She didn’t want to, and rarely ever did, but for some reason she felt like she needed to because the man seemed so.... Earnest. Stupid, right?

Either way, night found her doing her usual thing, sleepless and padding aimlessly towards her roof. She blinked at the sight of a figure and after a moment, realized it was the very Spy she had been fighting all day.

“Oh, sorry, mate. Didn’ know anyone came ‘ere.” she drawled, voice thick with exhaustion.

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Logans rolled his eyes slightly and narrowed looking rather pissed when she pulled off her bandana. “ Fine…” he said simply watching her closely as she stepped towards him. Now that the battle was over he finally actually got a look at her facial features, he hadn’t been able to before since they had been fighting so much, wanting to live took precedent over watching to pay attention to what she looked like. 

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Despite looking like a train crashed over her, her battered form was sweet. Her jaw was sharp for a woman, but still smooth and soft. Her eyes were a sharp gold, like a hawk’s almost, fluttering down as she gently wrapped the bandana around the wound. Her nose was soft, hair actually long, but tied in such a way that it seemed short at the back, a few strands having fallen down across her back. She was surprisingly broad, strong, but despite her gear trying to hide it, it was clear she was decently curvy, nothing too ridiculous, but nothing unnoticeable.

Average, one would say as a whole about her, beyond the eyes.

She looked up for a second before tying the knot sharply, tight enough to dig into the wound, but to help rather than hurt.

The second it was done, she jumped back, hands raised placidly. “Done.” she said.

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Logan looked down at her as she stepped closer wrapping the bandana around her arm. He stood still and quiet. Reaching up he pulled off the blu mask. He had no use for it right now. Nor did he care who saw him.

His eyes shown brightly, they were a deep emerald green however he had a tired expression on his face,  light bags under his sunken eyes.. Even his face looked smooth for a mans, he had a  black goatee, and his hair was a messy black that was slicked back. A streak of gray formed a coeliac in the center that ran back fading back into the deep black. His jaw line was narrow, but strong, with strong high set cheekbones.

His eyes watched her closely looking into her eyes the moment she looked up and finished tying up the not.

The pain didn’t cause him to flinch he just stood quietly till she finished the knot and took a step back “ Appreciate it” he said in a kind done, slipping his mask into the inside pocket of his suit and pulled out a cigarette case pulling out a cigarette and lit it up glancing back over at her.

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Joanna was pretty sure this man was nothing like Spy’s were meant to be. For one, her Spy refused to remove his mask, even sleeping in it, she swore. This man just casually took it off right in front of what should be the enemy. Even said thank you for her patching up a stab wound she inflicted upon him.

To say she was at a loss was being polite.

She pulled the tie free, letting wavy hair fall freely past her shoulders, the shorter strands melting into the longer ones and she ruffled it, looking away before looking back as he tucked the mask away and lit a cigarette.

She knows she’s staring, but she’s waiting for the catch, only to shift once again and shyly grip the wound on her shoulder, inching towards the door awkwardly. “Find yer medic, kay? D-don’t bleed out on me, mate. Oi was startin’ ta loike tha challenge.” she said awkwardly, smiling faintly before ducking towards the door shyly.

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Logan sneered hearing the cease fire and shifted slowly, taking a step back and pulled his knife away pocketing it before reaching up and ripped the knife in his shoulder out with a hiss of pain. 

Looking at her he shifted slowly taking a step back but didnt dare turn his back on her. “ Close one….” he said with a tired voice.

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Joanna just stard, flinching as he pulled the blade free. She hesitated for all of two seconds before yanking the bandana from her arm and stepped towards the man, hands raised placidly. “Oi’m gonna just tie this ta stop tha bleedin’ till ya can get to yer medic, olroight?” she drawled, pain slowly bleeding into her features as the adrenaline wore off sluggishly.

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Logans rolled his eyes slightly and narrowed looking rather pissed when she pulled off her bandana. “ Fine…” he said simply watching her closely as she stepped towards him. Now that the battle was over he finally actually got a look at her facial features, he hadn’t been able to before since they had been fighting so much, wanting to live took precedent over watching to pay attention to what she looked like. 

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Despite looking like a train crashed over her, her battered form was sweet. Her jaw was sharp for a woman, but still smooth and soft. Her eyes were a sharp gold, like a hawk’s almost, fluttering down as she gently wrapped the bandana around the wound. Her nose was soft, hair actually long, but tied in such a way that it seemed short at the back, a few strands having fallen down across her back. She was surprisingly broad, strong, but despite her gear trying to hide it, it was clear she was decently curvy, nothing too ridiculous, but nothing unnoticeable.

Average, one would say as a whole about her, beyond the eyes.

She looked up for a second before tying the knot sharply, tight enough to dig into the wound, but to help rather than hurt.

The second it was done, she jumped back, hands raised placidly. “Done.” she said.

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Logan grunted as he felt his legs hit her but he didnt budge. When she cracked her head against him his grip loosed and he winced shaking his head trying to remain in control and not get to dull. Pushing his weight into her to steady himself a little.

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Joanna growled and shoved at the Spy, but to no avail. They were barely a breath apart when the air split open with a voice;

‘Round over. Ceasefire active.’

The woman locked up, eyes wide as she stared at the man almost plastered against her frame, unsure weither to toss him or help him sit down or something. Usually she was alone at the end of rounds, and with an armful of BLU the woman honestly had no clue, but was ready for any attack.

One could never be too sure.

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Logan sneered hearing the cease fire and shifted slowly, taking a step back and pulled his knife away pocketing it before reaching up and ripped the knife in his shoulder out with a hiss of pain. 

Looking at her he shifted slowly taking a step back but didnt dare turn his back on her. “ Close one….” he said with a tired voice.

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Joanna just stard, flinching as he pulled the blade free. She hesitated for all of two seconds before yanking the bandana from her arm and stepped towards the man, hands raised placidly. “Oi’m gonna just tie this ta stop tha bleedin’ till ya can get to yer medic, olroight?” she drawled, pain slowly bleeding into her features as the adrenaline wore off sluggishly.

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Logan stumbled when she had lunged. He sneered feeling the knife slide into his shoulder rendering his arm useless.Grabbing her wrist he bent it back attempting to drive his knife in her chest now. 

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Joanna growled, free hand gripping the hand with the blade, legs kicking out to try and topple them, jerking her head with the intent to crack it against his head, anything to get the advantage.

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Logan grunted as he felt his legs hit her but he didnt budge. When she cracked her head against him his grip loosed and he winced shaking his head trying to remain in control and not get to dull. Pushing his weight into her to steady himself a little.

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Joanna growled and shoved at the Spy, but to no avail. They were barely a breath apart when the air split open with a voice;

‘Round over. Ceasefire active.’

The woman locked up, eyes wide as she stared at the man almost plastered against her frame, unsure weither to toss him or help him sit down or something. Usually she was alone at the end of rounds, and with an armful of BLU the woman honestly had no clue, but was ready for any attack.

One could never be too sure.

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Logan lurched out of teh way just in time as she sliced at him with the blade, making sure she didn’t tag him with it. Lashing out back at her with his knife, aiming for her arm this time. He wasnt going to let her stick him with  his own knife, that would be pathetic.

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Joanna felt the blade cut through fabric, but it missed her skin by a hair and she cursed, staggering back against the wall and growled at the man. She breathed heavily, feeling the world tilt slightly, but she focused and lunged again.

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Logan stumbled when she had lunged. He sneered feeling the knife slide into his shoulder rendering his arm useless.Grabbing her wrist he bent it back attempting to drive his knife in her chest now. 

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Joanna growled, free hand gripping the hand with the blade, legs kicking out to try and topple them, jerking her head with the intent to crack it against his head, anything to get the advantage.

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Logan eyes narrowed when she challenged him. Logan decided to take the challenge, but instead of moving to attack her he spun his knife around before suddenly throwing the knife towards her chest. Quickly he reached around and pulled out his secondary knife and then quickly lunged forward slashing at her with the knife.

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Joanna jolted, ducking and taking the blade to the shoulder. She yelped but hissed, stepping aside as the Spy lunged. Gritting her teeth, she ripped the blade from her shoulder, twisting it in her hand before striking at him with his own blade.

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Logan lurched out of teh way just in time as she sliced at him with the blade, making sure she didn’t tag him with it. Lashing out back at her with his knife, aiming for her arm this time. He wasnt going to let her stick him with  his own knife, that would be pathetic.

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Joanna felt the blade cut through fabric, but it missed her skin by a hair and she cursed, staggering back against the wall and growled at the man. She breathed heavily, feeling the world tilt slightly, but she focused and lunged again.

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Logan had gotten her off finally. Quickly he sat up and spun around knife in hand and held it at the ready “ Not today Joanna” he said sharply. Standing there he waited, and watched, hoping she would make the first move.

Logan circled around to the left watching her closely. “ So this match is almost over, don’t think i’m going to let you win this one”

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Joanna snorted, shifting slightly to inch around, following the other’s movement. “Mate, oi ain’t gonna make it easy.” She chuckled, shifting her weight slightly, silently challenging the man to attack.

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Logan eyes narrowed when she challenged him. Logan decided to take the challenge, but instead of moving to attack her he spun his knife around before suddenly throwing the knife towards her chest. Quickly he reached around and pulled out his secondary knife and then quickly lunged forward slashing at her with the knife.

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Joanna jolted, ducking and taking the blade to the shoulder. She yelped but hissed, stepping aside as the Spy lunged. Gritting her teeth, she ripped the blade from her shoulder, twisting it in her hand before striking at him with his own blade.

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Logan glanced quickly to his side seeing the sudden movement. The revolver was useless this close to he dropped it. She had tackled into his stomach and he backed up groaning heavily. KEeping the blade away and out of her reach as she tried to smack it away. Logan braught up a knee towards her gut. This had taken him a little off guard but he was prepared this time.

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Joanna grunted at the knee, hissing but one of her hands clapped his thigh and yanked the leg up as she tried to drop him onto his back. She was determined to get him down at the least, if not taken out in the last seconds of the round.

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Logan stumbled back, being tall had its advantages and disadvantages, and this was one of those disadvantages. Logan toppled back knife still in hand but when he hit the ground he kicked his leg out and into her’s.

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Joanna yelped, toppling after the SPy and dropped onto him with a thud, grumbling a panted curse as one hand clamped on his wrist holding the blade, trying to pin it to the floor, the other fumbling out a haphazard strike at the man.

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Logan grunted feeling her fall on him and quirked a brow. Trying to pull his hand up he realized she had pinned his wrist down. Sneering he cringed at the strike, it wasnt as bad as the other strikes she had landed on him.

Logan thrusted his hips up trying to throw her off of him Using his fre hand to land a punch in her side “ Get off” he grumbled.

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Joanna gasped at the strike to her side, flapping her hand before trying to knock the blade free, ignoring the other hand as much as possible. At the attempt to toss her, she lurched forward, almost smacking her head on his, free hand flying out to smack the floor by his head, bracing herself over him and scowled. “Bloody ‘ell.” she breathed before grunting as she was finally thrown off.

She rolled and pushed herself up onto one knee, eyes swiftly falling on the Spy, hair falling around her face.

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Logan had gotten her off finally. Quickly he sat up and spun around knife in hand and held it at the ready “ Not today Joanna” he said sharply. Standing there he waited, and watched, hoping she would make the first move.

Logan circled around to the left watching her closely. “ So this match is almost over, don’t think i’m going to let you win this one”

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Joanna snorted, shifting slightly to inch around, following the other’s movement. “Mate, oi ain’t gonna make it easy.” She chuckled, shifting her weight slightly, silently challenging the man to attack.