His reasoning for aiming for her thighs was because if he ever did aim at a person, it would be to disarm them, to use non-lethal force before ever striking a final blow. He was a doctor, a preserver of life - he sought to learn this so that he could defend himself and those he was coming to care more and more about.
This world was vastly different from his, and he knew he had to adapt, or die.
He watched as the knife flew towards its target, bracing himself - at least he could apply first aid effectively should she need it if he got lucky and managed to land a blow. But she deflected it, and he was relieved to see it - and also quietly pleased with himself.
He nodded, with a quick "K,", then did as she instructed, plucking a knife out and throwing it, repeating the action in quick succession once, and then slightly slower as his fingers stumbled over the third. The first two were aiming for her thigh area again, the final one would be lucky if its trajectory took it to her calves.
This world was vastly different from his, and he knew he had to adapt, or die.
He watched as the knife flew towards its target, bracing himself - at least he could apply first aid effectively should she need it if he got lucky and managed to land a blow. But she deflected it, and he was relieved to see it - and also quietly pleased with himself.
He nodded, with a quick "K,", then did as she instructed, plucking a knife out and throwing it, repeating the action in quick succession once, and then slightly slower as his fingers stumbled over the third. The first two were aiming for her thigh area again, the final one would be lucky if its trajectory took it to her calves.
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