Precursors

Hank shakes his head as he watches them. "Unlike you, I'm still looking for that special girl myself. I hope you treat your wife fairly?"

"No, I beat her everyday." Robert said sarcastically. "Of course I treat my wife fairly."

"Alright, I wasn't trying to stir any shit up or anything," Hank says to him before pulling out a stick of gum from his pocket, "Gum?"

Aetos smirked at Frank "That the best you got? Think one of the Spartan trainees could take you if that's it."

Frank just smiled. "C'mon then and prove to me that you're better, cause from what I've scene Aetos...you ain't all that."

"Sure." Robert said taking a piece.

Hank pulled out another stick of gum for himself and placed it in his mouth.

Robert chewed on his gum watching the fight. "So who you think will win?"

(trying to think of something Aetos can do that Frank's never seen or isn't prepared for)

"Not trying to impress you, just trying to beat you" Aetos said

"They look pretty evenly matched and they are fighting to get into some girl's pants," Hank tells him, jokingly, "Either one could win though I guess I'll root for Miller since I know the guy more."

(Same for Frank against Aetos haha)

Frank chuckled. "Not gonna happen."

Robert nodded. "Eh, I just hope they don't injure each other, we'll need them both."

"Well they do have a few days to lick their wounds... unless they decide to raise the bar a little, make things more interesting." Hank tells Robert with a soft laugh.

Aetos came at Frank spearing him. He picked him off the ground carrying him into a door before letting go. He grabbed the back of his head kneeing him in the face before twisting his arm behind him and grabbign his throat squeezing his windpipe choking him. "Give up."

Frank smirked and reached around with his other arm twisting out of the hold and he grabbed Aetos by his shoulders and headbashed him hard, breaking Aetos' nose as he brought his foot up kicking him hard in the sternum sending him across the flight deck into some crates. Frank spat blood. "Marines don't quit."

Robert sighed watching the fight. "They are really gonna fuck each other up..."

"That's their fault, not ours," Hank says as he chews his gum, "Though I do like where this is going."

"Neither do Spartans" Aetos said spitting out some blood.

(I'm thinking either one of them goes over the railing or gets in a position where he either submits or injures himself if he tries getting free)

"It'll be our problem though when we're down one or two men in the field." Robert said.

Frank looked at him. "Sure you wanna continue? That nose doesn't look too good there."

(Hmm, if one of them goes over the railing they'll get caught in the net under the flight deck, maybe if Aetos goes over he'd be surprised a little by hitting the net)

"Alright, though, do you really want to get inbetween those two?" Hank asks him as he watches Aetos and Frank stand a distance away from one another.

Robert looked at Hank. "Don't tell me your afraid of them."

"Not at all, this is better than TV so far. I don't want to screw this up." Hank tells Robert as he chews his gum.

"Right." Robert said nodding.

(Yeah, what I was thinking though was Aetos trips James over the railing but grabs him before he can fall too far.)

"It's nothing" Aetos said "I still look better than you."

"Well if they just continue to stand around like this I might just head on inside and see if there's anything worth checking out." Hank says.

(So Aetos wins?)

"Says you." Frank said.

Robert chuckled. "This is actually the best part Hank, they're thinking their next moves out."

(I believe that's what he means)

"I don't think their saying their moves out loud but more like whose the better looking guy," Hank chuckled as he chews, "Since when did this become a beauty contest?"

"They're trying to piss one another off." Robert said.