[ Jamie's been a fighter for more centuries than he can say, more centuries than he even knows of. As a boy, he'd had his speed and his skills. He'd used his knife and he'd cut through pirates; the trick of taking a hand had originally been his, a way of marking one of his targets and giving them the chance he knew they'd never take to leave the island having only given it's inhabitants one piece of themselves.
For all that he's hurt, he's fought with injuries before, fought with them more often than he'd fought healthy and well given Peter's delight at seeing just how vicious he could be, how capable, how many little 'tests' his 'friend' had run him through.
That's why he takes advantage of the missing hand to get his boot into things, try to pull out the hook, and go for the throat this time.]
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For all that he's hurt, he's fought with injuries before, fought with them more often than he'd fought healthy and well given Peter's delight at seeing just how vicious he could be, how capable, how many little 'tests' his 'friend' had run him through.
That's why he takes advantage of the missing hand to get his boot into things, try to pull out the hook, and go for the throat this time.]