Thread: Matrix Spar: Oneironaut vs. Man of Steel and AspirationRealized

Synthetic as it may have been, the digital wind trickled over his bald head, blowing the flared curtain of his trenchcoat about his legs. Trademark shades adorned his face - thin wireframes that hid the sleek brown orbs of his eyes, which darted left and right, assessing the two opponents that stood across from him. This was the tallest rooftop that could be seen for quite some distance, but it was kept in close company by slightly smaller buildings - well within distance of a well-charged leap. The odds seemed like they could possibly be stacked against him, as this was a two against one spar, but he was definitely not worried in the least.

Oneironaut took a few subtle steps closer, steel-toed boots crackling against the small layer of gravel that covered the rooftop. Nimble fingers were tucked away in the pockets of his long coat - a coat which held a few surprises, should he decide to use them. He really didn't have all that much of a mind to draw the semi-auto .45 that sat in the shoulder holster hidden by his tied coat, nor did he plan to begin the fight by unearthing the pair of steel nunchaku that were perched on his back, nestled down into the slot in his belt. Instead, he raised both hands before him, letting them taste the subtle breeze before they locked together, bending his fingers one way and then the other, cracking the knuckles, contrasting with the more subtle sounds of each advancing step.

"....You boys ready?"