[RL with Michael] [Backdated to Claire's intro]

[immortal_vino]

Claire wasn't sure whether to keep his uniform on or not at first, but after some consideration decided that a fight with a man from another universe probably wasn't in line with his cover. He told Tony he wasn't feeling well and was going to lie down for a bit, then trotted out of the engine room and back to his own small cabin. Once there he

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[bare_my_fangs]

Michael was more or less dropped onto the roof of the moving train, right in front of Claire. He swore up at the now empty sky, wobbled slighly (and flailed a lot) as he figured out how to balance, and then lifted a hand slighly in his typical, lazy greeting.

"Claire, right?"

This was going to be... interesting.

[immortal_vino]

Claire watched him arrive, bemused and relaxed as the blue-haired boy wobbled and caught his balance. The train was rocking slightly as it went around a curve, but he remained steady on the metal surface.

If one of them fell, it would be a hard landing.

"That's me," he acknowledged with a friendly smile. "And you're Michael, right?"

[bare_my_fangs]

"Uh huh," Michael answered, slightly distracted. He was bouncing lightly on the balls of his feet, getting a feel for how to move on the moving train. Lowering his centre of gravity, Michael suddenly felt a lot more confident about this whole thing than he had before (but like hell he was going to tell Claire that). He grinned and looked up at Claire.

"Ready?"

[immortal_vino]

Claire smiled. It was going to be a little weird to fight without trying to kill Michael, without trying to cause as much pain as possible. That was usually how he won before the torture really began.

But he was sure he could do it.

"I'm ready," he said, and darted forward towards the other boy. He reached for Michael's arm, intending to flip him over his back and throw him back along the length of the train.