In search of SCIENCE

[kicking_balls]

Man never thought...

Hey, Komui? Reever? Anybody on the science team around? I need a favor.

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[latenightmoon]

What kind of favor?

[kicking_balls]

The kind I need the science team for? Hey Allie.

[latenightmoon]

What did you break? Or is this a masochistic form of punishment.

[kicking_balls]

You keep forgetting the masochist is your boyfriend. Why does everyone assume I did something?

[latenightmoon]

If you're implying he's a masochist for dating me... [cracks her knuckles.]

[kicking_balls]

[This may be a suicidal grin.] Implying? I thought I was saying it pretty clearly.

[latenightmoon]

My foot and your ass are going to have a meeting, jackarse.

[kicking_balls]

Like you could hit me, old lady.

[latenightmoon]

[Snap smack in the ribs GO GO GO!]

[kicking_balls]

[Fuck, ow! Dodge back and kick to the hip, lady. He trained under a General too.]

[latenightmoon]

[Ow, but good job, she uses the turn the kick causes to pop him with her left fist in the shoulder.]

[kicking_balls]

[She gets him, and that is going to bruise. Of course the natural response is to drop and press his hands to the floor, sweeping his leg at her ankles.]

[latenightmoon]

[She dodges that one to drop down and lash out with a kick.]

[kicking_balls]

[He pushes up on his hands, meaning to spring out of range, but she catches his arm, overbalancing him so the flip ends up as a tumble. He recovers at the end though, flipping to his feet and dropping a heel for her shoulder.]

[latenightmoon]

[She hisses at the heel's attack and uses her other hand to perform a palm strike to his chest.]

[kicking_balls]

[That staggers him pretty badly, but he had the presence of mind to grab her shoulder and shove down just as he brings his knee up in the same motion--granted he's wheezing while he does it.]