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Well you're doomed now. You'll be going along minding your own business, and then out of nowhere a theremin will start playing, and he'll sweep you off your feet.
[ He was caught laughing at his own joke, not staggering back fast enough to keep his feet under him and crashing on his back on the mats with enough force to make the one he landed up slide three inches under their weight.
His knees provide a little more force to throw her off in the same movement, using her momentum, and then Casey is springing onto hands and knees, ready to fight if she's already recovered from the throw, ready to get up the rest of the way if she hasn't. ]
[ He was caught laughing at his own joke, not staggering back fast enough to keep his feet under him and crashing on his back on the mats with enough force to make the one he landed up slide three inches under their weight.
His knees provide a little more force to throw her off in the same movement, using her momentum, and then Casey is springing onto hands and knees, ready to fight if she's already recovered from the throw, ready to get up the rest of the way if she hasn't. ]
[ Carolyn lands on top of him, managing to grunt out ] A what? [ before Casey throws her off. She rolls, pulling herself up onto her hands and knees as he does. ]
He won't be sweeping me off my feet, [ Carolyn continues, pushing herself up the rest of the way and beckoning for him to make his move. ]
He won't be sweeping me off my feet, [ Carolyn continues, pushing herself up the rest of the way and beckoning for him to make his move. ]
Well, guess that depends on how much of a fight you can put up. This is good practice.
[ He's up on his feet a moment later, brushing himself down, before he raises his hands up in proper offensive pattern, stepping forward and sending two jabs toward her jaw. He holds back most of his strength, naturally--he's not actually trying to knock her out. ]
[ He's up on his feet a moment later, brushing himself down, before he raises his hands up in proper offensive pattern, stepping forward and sending two jabs toward her jaw. He holds back most of his strength, naturally--he's not actually trying to knock her out. ]
[ Carolyn manages to block the first jab but the second connects, making her stumble a few steps back. Ow. ]
I think you're probably better at this than he is. [ So definitely good practice. Hands up, she steps forward again, feinting a punch toward his kidneys before letting her other fist come up toward his face. ]
I think you're probably better at this than he is. [ So definitely good practice. Hands up, she steps forward again, feinting a punch toward his kidneys before letting her other fist come up toward his face. ]
Yeah, well when someone spends their whole life fighting off plastic rocks, they can only be so good in a real fight.
[ Casey moves slightly forward, intending to take the first hit so that he has the time to properly dodge the attack to his face, but she slips in faster than him, out of the feint before he quite realises it was. His guard is too slow, made too tentatively with his previously injured arm, and in fact only forces her aim off target.
He takes the blow to his eye a little too hard, doesn't go with it--all in all it was a blundering accident, and Casey grimaces, waving her back as he steps back to recover. ]
Lucky shot, there, Ali.
[ Casey moves slightly forward, intending to take the first hit so that he has the time to properly dodge the attack to his face, but she slips in faster than him, out of the feint before he quite realises it was. His guard is too slow, made too tentatively with his previously injured arm, and in fact only forces her aim off target.
He takes the blow to his eye a little too hard, doesn't go with it--all in all it was a blundering accident, and Casey grimaces, waving her back as he steps back to recover. ]
Lucky shot, there, Ali.
Plastic rocks?
[ She takes the steps back, rolling her fingers so that her knuckles crack. She definitely hadn't meant to hit him in the eye; that'll bruise, and the thought makes her smile a little where once it wouldn't have. ]
And who's "Ali"? I hate it when you do that. [ Making Earth references, she means; of course, she's sure he also knows that already. ]
[ She takes the steps back, rolling her fingers so that her knuckles crack. She definitely hadn't meant to hit him in the eye; that'll bruise, and the thought makes her smile a little where once it wouldn't have. ]
And who's "Ali"? I hate it when you do that. [ Making Earth references, she means; of course, she's sure he also knows that already. ]
That right. You know, you learn the tricks from the greats.
[ Casey nurses his bruise for a moment, looking decidedly unhappy about it and trying to get his footing back. ]
Heavyweight boxer. Coined the phrase 'float like a butterfly, sting like a bee,' but he liked to say that sorta thing in his matches. Threw off his opponents, confused them, distracted them, insulted them--didn't matter. If they split their concentration, then they weren't concentrating on the fight.
[ He shakes himself down, focusing again, and comes back swinging for her ribs, then throws the elbow of his good arm up on the third, aiming for her chin. ]
[ Casey nurses his bruise for a moment, looking decidedly unhappy about it and trying to get his footing back. ]
Heavyweight boxer. Coined the phrase 'float like a butterfly, sting like a bee,' but he liked to say that sorta thing in his matches. Threw off his opponents, confused them, distracted them, insulted them--didn't matter. If they split their concentration, then they weren't concentrating on the fight.
[ He shakes himself down, focusing again, and comes back swinging for her ribs, then throws the elbow of his good arm up on the third, aiming for her chin. ]
Sounds like a good strategy.
[ It's one she's seen before, one that's been used against her. Her temper's gotten her in trouble in fights, but that's why she's training with Casey -- to be better at them, so even if her temper flares up, she still has a chance. She won't let someone throw her down as easily as Johns did again.
The second shot to her ribs has Carolyn reaching out to grab his wrist, to try and twist it away, and as a result his elbow hits her right on the chin. Her head snaps back, Fry blurting out a "fuck!" and instinctively kicking out at his shins. ]
[ It's one she's seen before, one that's been used against her. Her temper's gotten her in trouble in fights, but that's why she's training with Casey -- to be better at them, so even if her temper flares up, she still has a chance. She won't let someone throw her down as easily as Johns did again.
The second shot to her ribs has Carolyn reaching out to grab his wrist, to try and twist it away, and as a result his elbow hits her right on the chin. Her head snaps back, Fry blurting out a "fuck!" and instinctively kicking out at his shins. ]
You know, the next time I end up transported to a spaceship in the middle of the interglactic nowhere, i'm going to try and make sure it's not one you're on, too.
[ He's back too, putting that distance in a little too easily. Yes, he's slow, but not as bad as he might have been after two months rest. He really prefers being active, at the peak of physical fitness, and injury time tends to run him down, makes him doubt himself.
Carolyn has come on a long way, and scrapping like this isn't much different to knife fighting, only you intentionally miss. ]
Lock it down. You're supposed to be getting me on the mat.
Carolyn has come on a long way, and scrapping like this isn't much different to knife fighting, only you intentionally miss. ]
Lock it down. You're supposed to be getting me on the mat.
Think Chewbacca'll show up next? You can't really have one without the other, they're always a matching set.
You already told me that! You were in your underwear and everything, which isn't how I usually like to be greeted by most people, but I was willing to put up with it in your case.
Oh, is that why I came?
[ She supposes that is what she's supposed to do, but it isn't why she asked for this. Not really. She came because she needed to sweat, needed to do something that would help clear her head, and this is one of the only things that does. Throwing punches, kicking, tackling or being tackled; it's not dealing with the ship's bullshit, and that's all she wants.
Fry lifts a hand, pushes some hair away from her forehead, and moves in again. If he wants her to get him down onto the mat, she will -- and she starts by targeting his currently weaker arm, trying to weaken it further. ]
[ She supposes that is what she's supposed to do, but it isn't why she asked for this. Not really. She came because she needed to sweat, needed to do something that would help clear her head, and this is one of the only things that does. Throwing punches, kicking, tackling or being tackled; it's not dealing with the ship's bullshit, and that's all she wants.
Fry lifts a hand, pushes some hair away from her forehead, and moves in again. If he wants her to get him down onto the mat, she will -- and she starts by targeting his currently weaker arm, trying to weaken it further. ]
Imagine how long it would take to get his fur out of the shower drains.
I think you've spent a little too much time thinking about this, Casey.
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