Weight and Balance

My joints clicked into motion. I stood braced on the polished wood, my arm cannon already raised. A clear plastic clip rested motionless just beyond the edge of the woven mat. Slowly, I lowered my right hand and tapped the solid surface of the tabletop to verify my footing. The wood held firm under my boot. I eased my stance, lowering the cannon slightly to scan the perimeter. Everything remained calm.