Now that the fight is on, the Augment is eerily quiet. He doesn't bother to respond to Kirk's taunt, and instead moves with vicious, calculated precision - every inch the predator he was created to be, even as Kirk dives towards him.
Augmented strength can't stop physics, however; the lunge sends both of them down to the decking in a sprawled, growling pile, and Khan loses his grip on Kirk's wrist. There's a moment where his brow crinkles - he doesn't recall Kirk being quite that strong - but it's quickly erased. Teeth bared in a snarl, he brings his knee up hard, fully intending to put some space between them.
This is good. Aggression burns under his skin, a perpetual itch that the holosuit projections do nothing to thwart. But this, a live opponent, someone he knows, someone he has a reason to fight - it's almost a relief to indulge in.
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Augmented strength can't stop physics, however; the lunge sends both of them down to the decking in a sprawled, growling pile, and Khan loses his grip on Kirk's wrist. There's a moment where his brow crinkles - he doesn't recall Kirk being quite that strong - but it's quickly erased. Teeth bared in a snarl, he brings his knee up hard, fully intending to put some space between them.
This is good. Aggression burns under his skin, a perpetual itch that the holosuit projections do nothing to thwart. But this, a live opponent, someone he knows, someone he has a reason to fight - it's almost a relief to indulge in.