Characters: OU!Rouge, OU!Shadow Where: Mui-Enas roof When: Late afternoon Summary: After Shadow's request to spar, Rouge heads up to the roof to oblige him. Warnings: None
It wasn't just the irritation at the Warden's location being withheld that was bugging him. It was annoying, to be sure, but Tohru was working on it, which was helpful of her. If she wasn't able to come up with anything soon, he'd take matters into his own hands, but he'd give her a bit more time, first
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"Did you want to break tradition and attack first this time?" she asked, slipping into a more defensive stance. Per usual, she was ready to shoot into the sky at a moment's notice as that was normally where she started off in these matches.
Offensive maneuvers had been the main focus of their last workouts and she couldn't help but think that learning to dodge an intelligent opponent would be a worthy challenge. The only problem was that she wasn't sure where she'd use such a skill once they got out of this place since her main opponent in their world was Knuckles. Maybe something would pop up that'd require her to take on a more battle-oriented role in a mission and their time spent training wouldn't go to waste.
"Hm," he huffed, a faint smirk lifting the corner of his ever-present scowl. Sure, alright, he'd start them off. Why not. He'd been reluctant to do so previously because it somehow seemed more fair to let her move when she was ready. Ladies first, after all. But if she wanted him to go instead, he would.
Really, the way it should have happened was that they would both size each other up and the first to spot some sort of weakness, some gap in the defenses, would strike. They were too unbalanced for that to be a viable option, though. And the specter of what he'd done to her while not quite in his right mind still hung over the both of them. He wasn't about to forget that.
Abruptly, he spun and struck off toward her right, light flaring out the soles of his shoes, before cutting across to her left at the last second and throwing a punch at her chest.
Whatever direction he had decided to go in the end didn't matter much to her. All it took was a split second of her seeing how fast he was coming at her and she bolted straight up and back into the air. It was on pure instinct that she had bent her legs upwards as she flew to avoid his fist and it was that same instinct that made her jab both her feet, point first, towards his head.
While it may have been unfair if Shadow used every advantage he had, she didn't plan to keep her wings out of any fight she had with him or hold back. Anything to help close the difference in their strength was something she would take.
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Offensive maneuvers had been the main focus of their last workouts and she couldn't help but think that learning to dodge an intelligent opponent would be a worthy challenge. The only problem was that she wasn't sure where she'd use such a skill once they got out of this place since her main opponent in their world was Knuckles. Maybe something would pop up that'd require her to take on a more battle-oriented role in a mission and their time spent training wouldn't go to waste.
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Really, the way it should have happened was that they would both size each other up and the first to spot some sort of weakness, some gap in the defenses, would strike. They were too unbalanced for that to be a viable option, though. And the specter of what he'd done to her while not quite in his right mind still hung over the both of them. He wasn't about to forget that.
Abruptly, he spun and struck off toward her right, light flaring out the soles of his shoes, before cutting across to her left at the last second and throwing a punch at her chest.
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While it may have been unfair if Shadow used every advantage he had, she didn't plan to keep her wings out of any fight she had with him or hold back. Anything to help close the difference in their strength was something she would take.
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