[The screen flickers on, showing Tai Lung’s imposing figure looking down. He rolls his shoulders and cracks his neck. He's standing on the Quad, not near to any particular building
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[ Don't be surprised to find this one approaching you cautiously. While the idea of a snow leopard being a Kung Fu warrior wasn't exactly computing, still. Martial arts? Helga couldn't resist. ]
[ She's going to let him fly right over her by sliding right under him, hands keeping him at arms length from her body and supporting his weight with a slight grunt. Oops. Forgot to take her gloves off. she'll be pulling them off in a hurry. There was no attack in Aikido, it only went as far as disarming without a weapon. Then Helga remembered, this wasn't Aikido. While she didn't have his catlike senses, her survival instincts kept a keen eye on his next move. ]
[Tai Lung lands on one hand and springs off it, flipping in midair to land so he's facing her again. He aims a kick at her stomach, closing the small distance between at the same time.]
[ Once again, she doesn't fail to disappoint, taking the energy aimed at her in his kick and using it to pull him through the motion and herself? Out of it's path. ]
[And this time he was expecting just that. He lifts his other leg into the air so that she's able to freely move him, then slams it into the ground as soon as she lets go of him. He bends it to use as a spring for a double-fisted punch that comes just moments after she releases him.]
[ She doesn't expect it until she sees his arm retracting, and by then she knows she doesn't have enough time. Twisting, the punch lands her square in the chest, wind knocked out of her. Seeing it coming, she isn't stunned, but takes the blow so she can seize his wrist, once again, using the momentum of his weight and his punch to push herself away, only taking his wrist with her, attempting to twist it against it's user's will. Still, the sheer force makes her sputter and struggle for breath. Gotta take a few to get a few. ]
[Tai Lung immediately drops all his weight to his ankles, trying to wrest himself from her grasp before she has a chance to break or sprain anything. He launches a kick upward just in case she manages to hold on.]
[ Good clean sparring has gone just about out the window with that lunge. She pivots away just barely, releasing his wrist as a sign of peaceful retreat. Though her face shows a sign of disappointment; she's given up her only leg up. Too bad. She'd have to find another way to subdue him. ]
Kung Fu.
Might I ask if you're accepting teachers as well?
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While she didn't have his catlike senses, her survival instincts kept a keen eye on his next move. ]
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I think that's good enough, don't you?
[Breaking her bones would probably be frowned upon. In hindsight, he's glad that kick didn't connect.]
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Good enough indeed.
You may want to send out consent forms if you do happen to attract any students.
My class has nowhere near that level of contact.
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[He's really not worried in the least that she's looking aggravated, and is himself looking somewhat smug.]
My class won't be for weaklings.
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[ Back to business. ]
Any of my students sign up for your class, I expect them to show up in one piece. I can't teach a class with injured students.
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All I ask is that you don't put me out of a class.
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