Drop and give me fifty!! - OTA

[captaine_sykes]

The open space in the center of camp has been cordoned off for the last couple of days, Ethan has been over seeing as the ground is remarked with clear distinction of combatant training areas. Posters have been dotted around camp notifying the team that they are all expected to attend the team training days that are up coming. First of all is the

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[proper_twinkie]

Late to the party, Betsy sauntered up the field. After a day full of assessments, Ethan was covered in this rather appealing sheen and she couldn't help but tilt her head and just appreciate the view. Of course, that led to her wondering once again what someone like that could want with Team X's little ball of sunshine? Emphasis on the little. What a waste.

She gave it a few more seconds then straightened up again and called out to the Captain. "I do hope you have a little energy left for me."

[captaine_sykes]

Ethan has his back to where Betsy is, he honestly hadn't been anticipating her attendance as he was reasonably confident in her abilities with hand to hand combat. Yet he was hardly going to turn anyone away.

He's got his tank shirt pulled off to use it to wipe at his face, having recently completed another training round, this time with Alice. Blessedly his mutation ensures Ethan doesn't easily get out of breath or lose energy that quickly, yet he still is feeling it after spending the whole day sparring and training with the team. it's a good burn though, the kind that lets Ethan know he's being using his body.

Turning to look over his shoulder Ethan tugs his shirt back on and schools his features from surprised to poke face void. "I do hope you aren't questioning my capabilities there Braddock?"

For once though, Ethan is in a good mood and poke face or not he is willing to have a bit of fun.

[proper_twinkie]

Slipping her sweat jacket off her shoulders, she tossed it aside and tightened her ponytail. "Capabilities? No. Your stamina? Maybe."

All things considered, Betsy was in a pretty good mood herself. She usually was when she got to be physical. And this would be physical. Brains vs. Brawn. Beauty and the Brit.

As more cheesy taglines floated through her head, she smiled and circled her would be opponent. They could skip the rundown. This wasn't her first rodeo. She just wanted to get down to the dirty.

[captaine_sykes]

He knows she'll abide by the rules, no head shots and no use of mutant powers was permitted. The same thing was printed across everyones timetable but still he reminded her before Ethan stretches, returning to the center of the mat and raising his fists in a defensive gesture, bouncing on the balls of his feet as he watches Betsy.

Whilst Betsy circles Ethan turns, keeping his gaze and body towards Betsy at all times. She's not the time to try a sneaky move, but he would not put it past her to try and gain the upper hand by some other means.

[proper_twinkie]

Ordinarily, a lover of foreplay, Betsy laid into him quick. No use of powers wasn't much of a detriment considering half the time in battle, she didn't even bother. That was what all the training and honing her skills was for. Her body was her weapon. The powers were just back-up or set-up. They had to be. She'd lost her powers or had them change too many times for her not to be better prepared.

She laid combination after combination. Some hit, most were blocked but she didn't leave him a lot of time to lay a strike himself. It was like a dance and she liked to lead.

After a few minutes, Betsy was breathing hard and smiling like a fiend. "If you are this much fun vertical, I can only imagine what you are like horizontal."