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Fred laughed a bit, amused about today's class. Again, it was in the Danger Shop for various needed reasons.

The room was a gym, the type with a boxing ring and various bags and equipment in other areas.

Fred stood by the side of the ring, wearing big red boxing gloves.

"Yeah, I decided to swap the schedule a bit," Fred said. "Bouncing we'll cover next week. This week, it's boxing. It's a sport, but it's a sport about hittin' people. Hell, before I taught here, that's what I was doin'. Now, rules vary a lot, so I ain't gonna worry too much about them today. In fact... hell, what else do you really need to know? Now get on your head gear, grab a mouth guard and some gloves, and I want to see you hit something. Whether it's a each other in the ring, one of the bags, or... well, I got a couple of guys programmed in that you can box with, too. Or, if you're feelin' crazy... me."

Fred then grabbed a hammer and rang the ringside bell. "Go to it. Or I'll throw a damn dodgeball at your head."

[ooc: ~~OCD first, please~~ Open, much like Glass Joe's defense.]

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"Put on the other gear," Fred said from ringside. "I gotta cover my ass."

Elena sighed, reluctantly. "Fine," she said. "You don't want to get sued, I get that."

She disappeared for a minute or two, then reappeared in the proper equipment.

"I hate talking with a mouthguard in," she said, as clearly as she could manage.

"I don't wanna get fired," Fred said, waving it off. But he'd watch Elena pretty carefully, here.

King Hippo, on the other hand, was making odd... hippo-y noises. He seemed ready to fight.

Elena was eying her totally-bizarre opponent. "Are you some weird cross-breed?"

It had to be asked.

She put her hands up, defensively, and waited to see what the ... hippo-guy was going to do. If he moved first, maybe she could find his weaknesses.

Hippo's stance was mainly with his hands around his waist... both protecting his stomach and seemingly holding up his shorts.

He raised one hand and went for a strong left jab.

It was lucky for her that he telegraphed the blow so strongly -- he looked as though his punches would hurt. She ducked, using her own left to try an upward smash towards his chin.

The blow connected, and Hippo raised his hands to block... dropping his trunks in the process. His arms instantly went to try and regain his dignity, leaving him wide open to attack.

Elena snickered, especially at the colorful boxers the King was rocking. But she didn't waste any time. While he was grabbing at his trunks, she was going to pelt his face and torso with blows from both arms.

Hippo finally managed to pull up his trunks, and started blocking Elena's blows after taking several solid hits.

He reared back for another telegraphed blow.

Ducking seemed to work better than blocking; with him, she had a feeling that blocking might dislocate her arm. As he reared back, Elena started throwing punches at his midsection again. He had a bandage over his navel. Maybe that was covering a wound.

And Hippo's trunks dropped down again. He took a severe pummeling to the stomach, before he stumbled back, and tripped due to his dropped trunks. With a ring-shaking crash, he hit the mat.

Fred started the ten-count from ringside... and Hippo did not get up.

A winner is you!

Punching People for Fun and Profit, Period 1 [Class Seven | 10/21/2009]

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