Sparring!

[teethofneedles]

Characters: Karis, Celeste, open if people want to watch.
Location: The Gym
Date: January 26
Rating: PG, PG-13 for violence, probably swearing

Karis bounced back and forth on her heels, clawed toes occasionally flexing to dig into the mat underneath her. Her hands were up in a guard as she swung punches and darted jabs at the resident punching bag,

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[thiefshonor]

Oh, this should be fun. Best to start it off right.

Celeste creeps into the gym, invisible. She walks over the short carpet silently, bone-claw toes rising and falling from the ground without even the smallest sound. It felt good to stealth around with a purpose again, and there's no better way to start this than the way Celeste always did.

There was Karis on a mat, practicing. She watched her for a few minutes, trying to decide how to approach this. Hm... the younger woman's got a good six inches on Celeste, and about fifty pounds of muscle, too.

Okay, maybe this wouldn't be as fun or easy as she thought, and slightly more painful too, but it'll be just as interesting. This revelation makes her smile.

When she felt like she was ready, she crept over, stepped onto the mat, and before Karis could turn or move and possibly see her, she pulled the makeshift blackjack from her pocket and gave the back of Karis' head, just where it connected to her neck, a good, firm smack. Enjoy the sap!

[teethofneedles]

Karis was busy warming. Well, she had been, anyway. She'd been wondering when the Hell Celeste was actually going to show up, when blinding pain and a shock ran up her spine. She staggered for a moment, clutching at the back of her head, trying to fight through it.

Take too much time and you'd be dead.

She should've remembered that. Remembered all the times Ter had done this to her. Not exactly a stellar start...

[thiefshonor]

Celeste laughed amiably and walked around to the front of Karis, fading back into view.

"Sorry. I couldn't help myself, and all." She gave her an honest smile. Heh, she's gonna get it for that, probably. It was just a little joke. Celeste wouldn't open a real fight like that.... with a friend, that is.

Karis was stunned, but Celeste knew she could still hear her. She plops down on the mat in front of her and pulls out a half-eaten bag of chips. For the next half a minute she watched Karis as the blow wore off, munching loudly. Sitting here watching her teeter, dazed... it was just really funny, and helped Celeste forget all the shit that's been happening lately, even for just a second.

[brynkitten]

Bryn opened the door to the gym and peeked in. The sound of voices and noise had drawn her attention and she couldn't help check to see who was inside.

"Hello?"

She had just gone to check for Haine at his chair, and having failed in finding him, was on her way to deck twelve. Having a preference for short sleeved scoop neck shirts didn't help with covering the bruises at her neck and wrist.