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Taner arrives punctually, ready to go with his combat vest on, handgun and knife holstered at his hips, and spare ammo on his belt. He's wearing some cargo pants, a turtleneck, and combat boots. He salutes upon entering.
Taner twists his arm to block the incoming knee with his elbow while continuing toward the man's backside. A quick snap kick to the plant leg's knee should put his attacker off balance, then, if possible, Taner would attempt to wrap an arm around the throat. If he got his choke hold started, he'd leap to wrap his arms around the man's torso and try to pin his arms there to prevent their use.
David moves rather slow considering his power, though the smell of alcohol might explain a great deal of it.
As soon as the arm goes around his neck, David grips it tightly with both free hand and tomahawk hand as he torques hard to shoulder throw him over and onto Taner's back.
"You're a squirrelly little fuck! You seem well trained already, give or take."
Taner noticed the moment he stepped in since it's such a foreign smell to him.
He rolls with the flip to get his leg underneath him to land properly before reaching to grab the tomahawk arm with both hands. If he's able to do that, he'll return the favor and flip David over.
David fights the throw by a twist of his wrist, placing the tomahawk against one of Taner's wrists and pulls away, looking to open a cut as deep as he needs to force Taner to let go!
"Why'd John call me all the way here to train someone already trained?"
Fuck. Taner withdraws his hands, quickly cutting free a piece of fabric to perform a quick field bandage. Wrap around and tighten using his teeth to pull it nice and snug.
"That's a question for him, I think."
Taner says while keeping distance and dashing after his gun.
He fires the other chambered round of rock salt for the hand reaching for the gun! Whether it keeps it at bay or hits the target he follows it up with a good kick to the ass!
Taner halts to evade the second blast but the kick gets him. He rolls with the momentum, scooping the gun up as he goes. He flops flat onto his back from the roll and fires 3 rounds at David center mass.
David dodges in what looks like a dance as he turns to the side, jumps back a step then drops behind him in a one handed crab before pushing himself back up.
Taner flips to his feet and brings his hands together. The injured one holding the knife against the handle of the gun and partially the handle itself. Good old ccq snake stance.