Blue glow. Hard to ignore, even harder to mistake for anything else. In the broad span of the world, nothing much happens — time ticks on as usual, where Ian throws a hit to Nathan's arm.
On the other end, Nathan's world slows down. Kinda literally.
A little weird to experience, honestly. His peripheral vision gets shot to hell, but everything else sharpens into focus. Nathan can almost feel the spaces between his own heartbeat, when the muscle inside his chest starts to ever-so-slowly contract. He can see Ian's blow coming as if in slow motion. The entire world feels suspended and slow and blessedly fucking quiet. Nathan sees the blow coming towards his arm and, generally, you react to that kind of thing. So he does.
And then it — this moment of hyper-perception to the nth degree — is over.
And instead of making contact with his arm, Nathan's caught the round of Ian's fist in his very naked hand. ]
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Blue glow. Hard to ignore, even harder to mistake for anything else. In the broad span of the world, nothing much happens — time ticks on as usual, where Ian throws a hit to Nathan's arm.
On the other end, Nathan's world slows down. Kinda literally.
A little weird to experience, honestly. His peripheral vision gets shot to hell, but everything else sharpens into focus. Nathan can almost feel the spaces between his own heartbeat, when the muscle inside his chest starts to ever-so-slowly contract. He can see Ian's blow coming as if in slow motion. The entire world feels suspended and slow and blessedly fucking quiet. Nathan sees the blow coming towards his arm and, generally, you react to that kind of thing. So he does.
And then it — this moment of hyper-perception to the nth degree — is over.
And instead of making contact with his arm, Nathan's caught the round of Ian's fist in his very naked hand. ]