Combat- Tuesday- 2nd period- Class #2

[solo_sword]

There'd been a handwavy email to let the students know to meet in the gym this week. It didn't make any sense to work up a Danger Shop simulation for what they'd be doing today, and there was a fun side effect of making Jaina feel all nostalgic being back in here after like ten years.

"This week we're going to start with some actual combat, but we're still going to start a little slow," Jaina began. "Bear with me. While we're actually doing some fighting, there are a couple rules I want to get out of the way. First, if there's anything you're really not comfortable doing, let me know and you get a pass. Only do that if you genuinely aren't okay doing something; I don't want to see you using that excuse because you just don't feel like it that day. Second, use of powers is allowed only if the other person you're working with is okay with it. Third, if I ever see anyone here hurting someone intentionally in this class, not only will you be in detention for the rest of the semester, but I won't hesitate in making you cry in front of the rest of the class. Got it?" Everyone should probably just nod at this. She was sort of used to breaking rookies down when needed.

"Today we're going to be doing some basic sparring. A lot of combat is thinking, and trying to think while you've got a lot going on around you or someone trying to hit you at the same time. So I'm going to make you do that, too. I'm small," she said, like there was anyone who hadn't noticed, "and I regularly go up against people twice my size and strength. That means I have to compensate by being faster, and sharp, and there are particular skills I need to keep up. And by doing that, taking out four guys at once in hand-to-hand isn't an issue for me. So I want you all to split yourself up in groups of beginner, intermediate and advanced, and find someone else in your group to spar against. You can mix up a little if the groups are uneven. And make sure to try and figure out that this person's strengths and witnesses might be, and see if you can't use that."

Have fun, everyone who was up with a fire drill last night!

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Sparring

[solo_sword]

Find someone else in your group to spar against for a while.

And yes, the beginner group totally gets a quick lesson from Jaina on how to kick or throw a punch without breaking toes/your hand. Because that's a lame reason to go to the clinic.

Re: Sparring

[walkswithcoyote]

Mercy looked around for another beginner to spar with.

Re: Sparring

[secretheritage.livejournal.com]

Cassie smiled at Mercy a little shyly. "New at this hand to hand thing, too?"


[[OOC: Tags will be slow as I am sick but still at work. :D]]

Re: Sparring

[walkswithcoyote]

"I've done some little stuff," Mercy admitted, "but nothing formal. So, yeah, pretty new. You too, huh?"


[OOC: Sorry, school was nuts today and then had errands after!]

Re: Sparring

[craftyladyparts.livejournal.com]

Jessica pretty much looked ready to get things started, in a slightly padded (for everyone's sake!) and slightly conflicted kind of way.

It was better to go straight to advanced, right? There wasn't any need to assume that she was some kind of crazy superhero because of that? Because, c'mon, she'd fought two Hulks. She wasn't going intermediate, even if it would be better cover.

Sigh.

[OOC: Very slow throughout the day, I'll be around tonight!]

Re: Sparring

[makemyownway.livejournal.com]

"You read weird science books for fun and could beat me up?" Cade grinned. "Fun combination."

Apparently girls who could kick ass was a hard-wired thing for Skywalkers.

[OOC: I miss you! SP=win!]

Re: Sparring

[craftyladyparts.livejournal.com]

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves here," Jessica warned. "I don't know that I can beat you up yet. But I'm willing to try."

"You have any kind of weird powers I should know about before we get started?"

Re: Sparring

[makemyownway.livejournal.com]

"Nope," Cade said.

Force powers don't count if you don't use them any more, right?

Re: Sparring

[craftyladyparts.livejournal.com]

"Same," Jessica said, since she'd be holdimg back with her spider-powers. "Feel free to take the first shot whenever you're ready. It's not like you're going to make contact anyway."

Holding back with spider-powers didn't mean shutting up.

Re: Sparring

[makemyownway.livejournal.com]

"I have no problem making girls cry," Cade retorted before aiming his first punch at her stomach.

Re: Sparring

[craftyladyparts.livejournal.com]

"You do when they dodge," Jessica said as she shuffled quickly to her left and aimed a quick jab to his arm. Nothing too strong, but he'd definitely feel it if it connected.

Re: Sparring

[makemyownway.livejournal.com]

"Not the biceps!" he said with a quick grin, moving out of her range just as quickly.

Re: Sparring

[craftyladyparts.livejournal.com]

"I promise I won't bruise any prime tattoo space too much," Jessica promised as she regained her footing and followed up with a jab to the face. He wasn't going to get a tattoo there, right?

Re: Sparring

[makemyownway.livejournal.com]

Well, he wasn't a Sith yet even if it was only a phase as you do, so face tattoos were out.

Besides, black eyes (like the one he'd have tomorrow, now) were much tougher looking.

"Nice and ow," Cade said, spinning to punch her in the kidneys.

Re: Sparring

[craftyladyparts.livejournal.com]

"I didn't, ugh, even hit you that hard," Jessica grunted while turning to take the punch a little more solidly in her stomach and less in the kidney. It knocked some breath out of her, but it wasn't bad.

Since she was in close now, she gave a quick combination with a right to his shoulder followed by a left to the gut.

Re: Sparring

[makemyownway.livejournal.com]

Cade took the punches, using their continued closeness as an opportunity to stomp down on her instep.

Re: Sparring

[nonelikemesince.livejournal.com]

Totally padding-free, Anakin was willing to take on any of the advanced students, sure.

Re: Sparring

[harpy-daughter.livejournal.com]

Surreal was looking for someone who could take what she could give, and the male looked likely enough.

"No padding, boyo?" she asked dryly, looking him over. "You think you're that good?"

Ignore the fact she's not wearing padding either. Obviously.

Re: Sparring

[nonelikemesince.livejournal.com]

"I've never used it before," Anakin replied, tilting his chin as if that would prove something about his capabilities. "Why should I start now? Besides, looks like you think the same thing about yourself."

Oh, was he supposed to ignore that? Oops.

Re: Sparring

[harpy-daughter.livejournal.com]

"Think?" Surreal's grin grew wide and shark-like. "Oh no, boyo. I know. Care to dance?"

Re: Sparring

[nonelikemesince.livejournal.com]

A smile like that might deter some people. Anakin just wasn't one of them.

"It'd be my pleasure," he answered, and shifted into a ready (but still relaxed) stance.

Re: Sparring

[harpy-daughter.livejournal.com]

She'd take him at his word, then, and Surreal was already sending the heel of her hand towards his face, the strike aimed squarely for the bridge of his nose.

Re: Sparring

[nonelikemesince.livejournal.com]

Anakin ducked to the side, just far enough to hear the strike whistling past his ear, trying to get a sense of Surreal's range. She'd led off with an incapacitating attack, he half-absently noted, which told him a lot -- mostly that he was dealing with someone who had real, practical fight experience.

That prompted a bit of an eager grin. It was going to be a fun fight.

He moved in a step and threw an elbow toward her chin.

Re: Sparring

[harpy-daughter.livejournal.com]

Considering that that would have been her next move, since Surreal was counting on him trying to grab her arm, she was surprised for a moment.

She twisted her head, taking the blow to her chin, just not as painfully as it would have been, so she could try to stomp - hard - on his instep and deliver a matching elbow towards his ribs.

Re: Sparring

[nonelikemesince.livejournal.com]

Anakin had been anticipating one attack, not two, so while his foot managed to escape getting stomped on his ribs weren't so lucky. He let out a sound somewhere between a wheeze and a grunt as he absorbed the hit and fell back a step.

He snapped a kick toward her knee, slightly off-balance.