Sarah and Angelo spar.
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xp_logsSarah's having a bad day. When she and Angelo spar, it shows. Gratuitous violence, but no real injuries.
In between thinking that this day couldn't get any worse, Sarah was convinced she was fine. Really. The door to the mat room slammed shut behind her as she gave the bloody bone already gripped tightly in her hand a couple of good swings. Yeah, she was fine. Just... cranky.
Angelo was waiting for her there, already mostly warmed up. "Hey", he greeted her simply, not asking how she was.
"Hi." She snapped the bone in her hand in two, and sent half of it sailing towards him. Fuck warming up. She didn't need it. "Ready?"
"As I'll ever be. Bring it on", he answered, smacking the half-bone out of the air and advancing on her.
"That's what I like to hear." Instead of circling like she normally did, there was a slight pause before she leapt at him, the bone in her hand aimed for his side.
Angelo grinned sharply. No wasting time, that was what he liked to see. He sidestepped the bone, kicking out at her.
He took out her feet, and she grabbed onto his shirt as she fell, in an attempt to take him down with her. From her shoulder she pulled another bone club, ready to give it a good swing at his legs if he didn't go down.
The shirt tore loose of her grip as she yanked, but Angelo dropped anyway, rolling back to his feet some little distance away, readying himself for the next attack.
She pushed herself up from the floor and went at him again, bone swung hard at his jaw, and another one pulled from her hip thrust at his stomach.
Angelo tried to judge in a split second which was the most dangerous, and chose to avoid the one aimed at his gut, if he couldn't dodge both, diving sideways and sweeping at her feet again.
Both bones missed their targets, the one aimed for his belly only just catching the torn material of his shirt. She growled and advanced on him, hands forward to push him backwards. At this point she was just looking to be aggressive, injury or no.
Aggression, he had no problem with, but injuries he wouldn't allow lightly. He braced himself against the push, and decided to try something. Experimentally, he drew the skin tight on his arms to thicken that on his hands, and grabbed her bone covered hands without hesitation, trying to pull her into an armlock.
When he grabbed her hands, her first impulse was to dig the bone as hard as she could into his hands, she twisted, leg thrown in between his for leverage as she struggled to take him down.
The thickened skin worked as well as he'd hoped, and he prayed fervently she wouldn't work out that meant it was normal human thickness on his forearms, as he tried to kick her leg out from between his and keep her off balance.
Oh, fuck it. Sarah threw her weight into him, knowing that it would take the both of them down, but hoping that maybe she'd be able to nail him with her shoulder as she landed.
They fell, of course, but he'd been half-expecting it and had time to prepare for the fall, and mostly extricate himself so they weren't too tangled when they landed. He even contrived that Sarah wasn't pinning him down, though he couldn't quite keep her shoulder from hitting him painfully.
The hit was satisfying, and she threw another bone at him before he managed to get up off of the floor. "Come on, tough boy, I'm not hard to hit."
Angelo grinned dangerously. "You're smaller than me, so you can move faster, but no, you're not." He pushed his advantage, trying to drive her into a corner.
Dangerous smiles? Oh, Sarah's got one of those too. Except hers is slightly distant, like she's not all there when she looks all feral-like. "Come and get me."
In between thinking that this day couldn't get any worse, Sarah was convinced she was fine. Really. The door to the mat room slammed shut behind her as she gave the bloody bone already gripped tightly in her hand a couple of good swings. Yeah, she was fine. Just... cranky.
Angelo was waiting for her there, already mostly warmed up. "Hey", he greeted her simply, not asking how she was.
"Hi." She snapped the bone in her hand in two, and sent half of it sailing towards him. Fuck warming up. She didn't need it. "Ready?"
"As I'll ever be. Bring it on", he answered, smacking the half-bone out of the air and advancing on her.
"That's what I like to hear." Instead of circling like she normally did, there was a slight pause before she leapt at him, the bone in her hand aimed for his side.
Angelo grinned sharply. No wasting time, that was what he liked to see. He sidestepped the bone, kicking out at her.
He took out her feet, and she grabbed onto his shirt as she fell, in an attempt to take him down with her. From her shoulder she pulled another bone club, ready to give it a good swing at his legs if he didn't go down.
The shirt tore loose of her grip as she yanked, but Angelo dropped anyway, rolling back to his feet some little distance away, readying himself for the next attack.
She pushed herself up from the floor and went at him again, bone swung hard at his jaw, and another one pulled from her hip thrust at his stomach.
Angelo tried to judge in a split second which was the most dangerous, and chose to avoid the one aimed at his gut, if he couldn't dodge both, diving sideways and sweeping at her feet again.
Both bones missed their targets, the one aimed for his belly only just catching the torn material of his shirt. She growled and advanced on him, hands forward to push him backwards. At this point she was just looking to be aggressive, injury or no.
Aggression, he had no problem with, but injuries he wouldn't allow lightly. He braced himself against the push, and decided to try something. Experimentally, he drew the skin tight on his arms to thicken that on his hands, and grabbed her bone covered hands without hesitation, trying to pull her into an armlock.
When he grabbed her hands, her first impulse was to dig the bone as hard as she could into his hands, she twisted, leg thrown in between his for leverage as she struggled to take him down.
The thickened skin worked as well as he'd hoped, and he prayed fervently she wouldn't work out that meant it was normal human thickness on his forearms, as he tried to kick her leg out from between his and keep her off balance.
Oh, fuck it. Sarah threw her weight into him, knowing that it would take the both of them down, but hoping that maybe she'd be able to nail him with her shoulder as she landed.
They fell, of course, but he'd been half-expecting it and had time to prepare for the fall, and mostly extricate himself so they weren't too tangled when they landed. He even contrived that Sarah wasn't pinning him down, though he couldn't quite keep her shoulder from hitting him painfully.
The hit was satisfying, and she threw another bone at him before he managed to get up off of the floor. "Come on, tough boy, I'm not hard to hit."
Angelo grinned dangerously. "You're smaller than me, so you can move faster, but no, you're not." He pushed his advantage, trying to drive her into a corner.
Dangerous smiles? Oh, Sarah's got one of those too. Except hers is slightly distant, like she's not all there when she looks all feral-like. "Come and get me."
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Date: 2004-10-19 01:37 am (UTC)We haven't decided who won. It may have been another case of them beating each other to a standstill.
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Date: 2004-10-19 01:38 am (UTC)