[ From somewhere in the distance, there is an enormous crash. Then there's another, followed by the sound of something being dragged across the ground. A moment later, a tallish, square-set blond boy with a very dubious undercut is thrown into the corridor's wall with enough force to put a dent in it. He slumps to the floor, bleeding, but apparently undeterred. He lifts one hand to push his hair back from his face, smearing it with blood in the process. His eyebrow has split. He turns to spit more blood onto the floor, and then hauls himself up.

His skin is decorated with tattoo-like black symbols, some more faded than others. In one hand, he holds a short sword that glows with a cool white light. Blood is dripping from it.

Not Jace's blood. Staggering back, he looks around, fixing on whoever's closest. ]

Something's on board. It just tried to kill me, and I think it used to be my partner. Don't ask. We need to secure this level, there's more of them. Do you hear me? We have to get everyone out!

un: j.wayland

[ If he's honest with himself, the worst part about being here isn't when he's fighting the elements on some desolate alien planet, or when his mission goes south and every plan he'd had goes out the window. Or when some weird, seven-jawed disaster of an alien is trying to kill him. In fact, all of that stuff feels kind of normal. Jace is built to cope with that kind of pressure.

No, the worst part is when the pressure's off. When they're just all going about their lives inside this ship, when every day feels the same and the work he's asked to do isn't just mundane, it's Mundane. He never so badly wants to get out of this tin can as when he knows it'll be days till they're able to land again.

So, here he is, talking into his watch like an idiot and going out of his mind with boredom. ]

So, my name's Jace. I got a couple of hours to kill, and I need a sparring partner. Ideally someone who packs a punch, since I do, and it's a workout I want.

[ And he isn't exactly used to fighting Mundanes. Demons, vampires, other Shadowhunters - all of them are strong, fast, and durable. There's got to be someone who fits that bill here.

But just in case there isn't... ]

Failing that, if you're a novice and you'd like not to be, I could maybe help. Show you a few moves, so you're ready the next time something with tentacles tries to eat you. Anything's better than waiting around here all day, so hit me up if you're interested.

[ Prompt Jace! I'm good with any scenario. ]