At the first crack of sunlight on the training field's grass Wade was up and ready for some training. If he'd be honest with himself it may have been true because he was excited. It'd been years since he trained traditionally, much less with someone else. And now he would be teaching? But before he would let his mind wander the mercenary reminded
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"Good morning my little pupil, I see you're pepped and ready to go." Wade said with a smirk as he looked up at her from his spot on the grass. He at least sat up to cross his legs and straighten his back. "So let's get started--let's see what you know. Or at least, what you think you do."
A lot of people thought they knew how to fight. Obviously this wasn't Haylie's case since she was coming to him for help, but the misconception spread even to a fantastical image of how it should be rather than what it was. He needed to eliminate that first and foremost. "Show me any moves or ( ... )
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Pausing, she looked at him for a moment and frowned. "Just... go? Fight the Invisible Man?"
Not that Haylie was opposed to looking like she'd lost her freaking mind, but there wasn't really much she knew. Shifting her weight into a stance her mother had shown her a long time ago, she curled her fingers into a fist and launched a smooth right hook, throwing her weight behind the punch and spinning on her heel to plant her weight before she toppled over. She then did a few manuevers involving stomping out a knee, open palm to the solar plexus, an upward thrust of her palm into a nose, and finishing it off with a spinning roundhouse kick to where the head would be.
All things her mother taught her. Aside from the right hook. That was from daddy.
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