OOC: Don't mind me, just continuing my subplot.
Knife was bored, simply put. While he hadn?t expected the trip on the yacht to be thrilling, the long days of doing nothing but sitting on deck watching the ocean fly past were maddening to the Mall Fighter. The only respite was his occasional sparring practices with Rhino Ross, the taller and more imposing of the two men he had met on the docks in Brisbane.
The two were, surprisingly enough, fairly evenly matched. While Knife had the advantage when it came to speed and agility, ?The Rhino? as he called himself, made up for in strength and experience, being an ex-member of the SASR.
Still, for Knife the ride passed into a blur, he wouldn?t be able to get off the boat quickly enough when they got to America.