[ JB trots in the door, barking at the two of them. A sign that they ought to get on with this clean-up job, perhaps.
Eggsy sits up, easing to his feet to give JB attention. The fight club interested him when it was first mentioned on the network. People need it to help them sleep at night as much as to defend themselves. If he had known how to protect himself against Dean — ]
I can make a few appearances. [ But he can't become a regular, not without drawing attention to himself, even as an ex-marine and current member of the guard. Someone will notice his high competence or, worse, they'll realise how expertly he can dull his abilities. Now, that's suspicious.
As he crouches to scratch JB, he spies Peggy over his shoulder. ]
[ She understands what he doesn't say, only because she'd felt similarly. She offered her help in terms of coaching the women who may be interested in a class or two, specifically a sparring partner who might be closer to their height and weight — and who would understand going up against someone who was twice of both. But too much, and it's suspicious. It's a fine line they tread. ]
He hasn't always been the way he is now. [ Broad shoulders and muscles, she means. It's not her story to tell, but that much is all right. ] If he can help people feel a little less small, then all the better. He remembers what it's like.
[ Peggy slides off the bed and goes to straighten it out. If he doesn't tuck it all in with sharp hospital corners, then she will. She rolls up her sleeves to get to work, since break time is over as decreed by JB. ]
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Eggsy sits up, easing to his feet to give JB attention. The fight club interested him when it was first mentioned on the network. People need it to help them sleep at night as much as to defend themselves. If he had known how to protect himself against Dean — ]
I can make a few appearances. [ But he can't become a regular, not without drawing attention to himself, even as an ex-marine and current member of the guard. Someone will notice his high competence or, worse, they'll realise how expertly he can dull his abilities. Now, that's suspicious.
As he crouches to scratch JB, he spies Peggy over his shoulder. ]
It's good work.
[ He wishes he could help more. ]
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He hasn't always been the way he is now. [ Broad shoulders and muscles, she means. It's not her story to tell, but that much is all right. ] If he can help people feel a little less small, then all the better. He remembers what it's like.
[ Peggy slides off the bed and goes to straighten it out. If he doesn't tuck it all in with sharp hospital corners, then she will. She rolls up her sleeves to get to work, since break time is over as decreed by JB. ]
I'd say we all do, in our own ways.