( although he would be hard-pressed to confess anything of the nature, working with wade was great, both because they had a way of communicating soundlessly, improvising off of the other's movement and because he came out less black and blue, stumbling home by willpower and the skin of his teeth alone.
pulling his punches cost him about as much as the times when he didn't.
not having to worry means that he can focus on the little things — slowing down debris with quick webbing and a yank, sweeping people out of the path, disarming officers that might shoot the wrong menace to society here, all of which he's multi-tasking within the flips and kicks, and a few well-timed tackles. it's probably more dangerous, getting out of his norm. peter is not an extremely offensive fighter by any means, leaning on the side of defensive, preventative, too flighty to be contained for long. there's an assurance in the back of his head that he rarely maintains, like he's learned there's no hot water with deadpool watching his back. he doesn't rely on it, tries not to anyway because doing that implies some level of being okay with the fallout of whichever poor soul has him subdued, but it means he does throw caution to the wind some.
they're both guilty of a level of performance in their craft.
so when he does a silly little handspring backflip onto the hood of an abandoned cab to land in a crouch, back of his hand swiping at a bloody nose through his mask, it's totally not because wade is watching. )
I had that, ( he explains, somewhat out of breath, a bit dizzy, even as wade is left standing from a particularly heavy head kick that peter is pretty sure was ... crunchy. )
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pulling his punches cost him about as much as the times when he didn't.
not having to worry means that he can focus on the little things — slowing down debris with quick webbing and a yank, sweeping people out of the path, disarming officers that might shoot the wrong menace to society here, all of which he's multi-tasking within the flips and kicks, and a few well-timed tackles. it's probably more dangerous, getting out of his norm. peter is not an extremely offensive fighter by any means, leaning on the side of defensive, preventative, too flighty to be contained for long. there's an assurance in the back of his head that he rarely maintains, like he's learned there's no hot water with deadpool watching his back. he doesn't rely on it, tries not to anyway because doing that implies some level of being okay with the fallout of whichever poor soul has him subdued, but it means he does throw caution to the wind some.
they're both guilty of a level of performance in their craft.
so when he does a silly little handspring backflip onto the hood of an abandoned cab to land in a crouch, back of his hand swiping at a bloody nose through his mask, it's totally not because wade is watching. )
I had that, ( he explains, somewhat out of breath, a bit dizzy, even as wade is left standing from a particularly heavy head kick that peter is pretty sure was ... crunchy. )