neededapush (neededapush) wrote in welcomethreads, @ 2014-05-25 04:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | nick fury |
WHO: Nick Fury & Dinah Laurel Lance
WHAT: Whatever it might seem like, Nick doesn't just troll gyms looking for talent.
WHEN: May 24th
WHERE: The Gym
RATING: PG
STATUS: In Progress
It had been ages since Nick had set foot into a public gym. The facilities at SHIELD, even on the helicarrier, had allowed him to get the exercise he needed to relatively privacy. It was a good thing for his image as the recruits didn't need to see the small twinges in Nick from years of field ops and multiple injuries, the way his shoulder pulled to the left when he swung a punch or the network of scars that ran along his back, sides, arms, and other places that were usually covered when he was decked out in his full gear. They didn't need to see that even as his combat style remained flawless, he slowed quicker, injured easier, often had to rely on slyness or distraction to give him the advantage in direct hand to hand. It was better to keep up the image for nobody other than those who already knew to see him like that, but here, well, here, it didn't really matter.
So as he stepped into the gym in a short sleeved shirt and a pair of exercise pants, the eyepatch the only familiar piece of the ensemble, he wasn't particularly worried about who would see him. Pulling the handwraps out of the bag that he'd brought with him as he stepped over to the punching bags, he laced the fabric in between his fingers as he idly let his good eye scan the area. It never hurt, really, to keep an eye out for someone worth getting to know.