Fight Club, Atlas Gym, Sunday Evening

[tyler_gone]

"Well, most of you are looking refreshingly back to your original shapes," Ghanima said crisply. "I hope many of you enjoyed your second or third childhoods, and many congratulations on not managing to kill each other with the nerf toys last week."

"Being back to normal means no ball pit this week," Tyler added. "I know. I'm crushed, too. Welcome to Fight Club. Rules are posted over there, and if this is your first week sign in and let us know what your level is."

"Like last time, we'll both be around keeping an eye on things, and I'll be over by the beginner mats for the first bit," Ghanima stated. "Now, you and you. You two. And you two too." She turned to Tyler, smiling brightly. "Care to pick the last victims?"

"You know the way to my heart, Ghanima," Tyler joshed, and looked over the group for a long moment. "You, hiding in the back, and you by the padding. And both of you. And that makes five sets. Go forth and punch."

[Preplayed with atreideslioness. Up early for SP, wait a sec for OCD.]

Comments

Re: Intermediate Fight: Alice and Anemone

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

The ground? Oh hell no.

Anemone laughed gleefully as she snapped one elbow forward to try and catch Alice in the sternum, even as she brought her knee up for a potentially painful strike. Were Alice a boy, it might even end the match.

Anemone did not believe in playing 'nice'. She just wanted the other girl to Let Go so she could kick her some more.

Re: Intermediate Fight: Alice and Anemone

[notyourpawn.livejournal.com]

Alice wasn't a boy, but that still wasn't a very pleasant place to receive a knee. The elbow-to-her-sternum was particularly unpleasant. This meant, of course, that she had to wrap her hand more tightly in the girl's hair and yank.

Really, so long as they were going feral, she was going to take her fingernails and try to scratch up the other girl's face.

Re: Intermediate Fight: Alice and Anemone

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

Anemone howled in protest, her own fingers finding Alice's hair and yanking back, hard, as she tried to protect her eyes and the skin around her receptor. Any damage there would be dangerous, and all the voices in Anemone's head were in agreement when she snarled and tried to bite at Alice's hands.

This was the most fun she'd had since playing tag with those harpies!

Re: Intermediate Fight: Alice and Anemone

[notyourpawn.livejournal.com]

Alice jerked her hand back quickly, skin stinging from the bite. She pushed herself upwards into a crouch, then aimed a hard punch right at the other girl's teeth. To repay her for that bite, perhaps.