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Badass Bitch Survival Guide; Tuesday, First Period [09/15].
The students coming to class that day would find a sign posted on the classroom door:
GYM
Last one there is the punching bag.
Which wasn't true, she'd already peggedthe most moddable punching bag, but it was still good to see who might bother to hustle. And, once they did get there, they'd find Rosa, some practice dummies, and mats on the floor. She checked her watch and, when it was time for class to start, she launched right into it.
"Alright, this week?" she said. "We're doing hand-to-hand combat and defense stuff, which is good, because if any of you screw up too bad, wouldn't you know it, you just learned how to do basic first aid last week. How convenient. I hope you all had the sense to wear clothes you can move in, but if not, we do have these fun uniforms that you know are definitely not being washed as much as anyone would like between PE classes."
And that was the unspoken additional lesson that a Badass Bitch should always be wearing something she can move in.
"Any Bad Ass Bitch should be able to defend herself against anything, and weapons are great, but you're not always going to have them or they might not always be the best choice for a situation. There are three things that you can usually have on you at all times that'll make a hand-to-hand situation swing further in your favor, and that's a knife," to which she pulled a switchblade out from behind her, let it flash open, then twirled it back in a smooth, steady movement, and when her hand came back around she displayed the next item, "brass knuckles," hand into her pocket and she pulled out a small container, "Mace. They're small, easy to get to, and can help out a lot in a difficult situation, especially knives. Good knives can go just about anywhere; five bucks to whoever manages to guess exactly how many knives I've got on me just now.
"Okay. Now. Raise your hand if you're already familiar with hand-to-hand combat."
She was never surprised or not pleased to see a fewpresumably hands go up at that question. ""Good. Those of you who aren't, pay attention, you're going to get the most out of this. Those of you who are, same thing. Never hurts to brush up on your basics.
"Hands are just as much weapons as knives or axes or guns, only not as much fun or as cool because nearly everyone has them. To attack, best places to hit on the body are..." And as she lifted them, she delivered a deft and precisely blow to each spot on the dummy, and, if it looked a little like a dance when she did it, well...rest assured, her ballet training was clearly going to good use now. "Eyes, nose, groin, knees, solar plexus, knees, fingers, and...my personal favorite...throat!"
"Let's say you can't get that first attack in, though, they've got the upper hand. First, protect anything they can use against you, and that's usually things they can grab onto. Long hair, baggy clothes, hoop earrings, extra appendages or weird things on you because you're not quite human"--this semester's class, with the exception of the lion, was almost disappoint in their complete humanness as far as apparances went--"can all be used against you, so don't even let them close. And then go in for a defensive move to subdue the attacker, and that's what we're learning today.
"Almanac," she quirked her chin, because she figured he made for the most...solid example for how you didn't need to be bigger than your attacker to pull these moves off, "front and center. You're going to help me demonstrate."
But there didn't seem to be a response; Wayne actually seemed to be stubbornly squinting off to the side of the gym.
"Wayne," Rosa tried again, with an expectant lift of her eyebrows, almost feeling like she was calling her dog in that moment, but still nothing.
She rolled her eyes. "Bobby Probert," she tried.
"A-yup," said Wayne, who then moved up to the front of the gym to where Rosa was wondering if anyone would notice if she demonstrated this a little harder than technically necessary.
"Right, so," Rosa continued, "I'm going to teach you all a few simple moves for getting out of some of the most basic attacks. First one: Probert, grab for my arm..."
In addition to the arm grab (and after having to put some awkward pressure on her ill-chosen punching bag and his dedication to the idea that it was impolite to attack girls), Rosa eventually got Wayne to help her out in demonstrating ways to counter a grab from behind, a choke hold, and a hair grab, explaining the motions and details as they did, all the while thinking she should have just stuck with dragging Blackstone or Tightpants into this rather than depend on a student. But then she got to explaining a few good body throws (hey, she didn't drag all these mats out here for nothing), and the reason she picked Wayne was clear, because when he hit those mats, he hit them hard, but then he just picked himself right back up again, ready for the next, with nary a wrinkle in his plaid.
"Okay," Rosa concluded, nodding to Wayne to signal that he was done and could join the others. "What I want you guys to do now is pair up and practice with each other. Those of you with experience, try to help those without. If any of you feel more comfortable having me going over it in a little more detail first, come see me, otherwise I'll be walking around and correcting all your terrible forms. Or work with several people; different body types, heights, and strength can make for solid pratice and experience. Just be careful, take your time, be aware, especially when it comes to those of you with more power and strength, natural or otherwise, and try not to actually injure anyone. I really don't want to cart anyone down to the clinic today. Got it? Any questions before we begin?
"Alright. Let's see what you've got."
Last one there is the punching bag.
Which wasn't true, she'd already pegged
"Alright, this week?" she said. "We're doing hand-to-hand combat and defense stuff, which is good, because if any of you screw up too bad, wouldn't you know it, you just learned how to do basic first aid last week. How convenient. I hope you all had the sense to wear clothes you can move in, but if not, we do have these fun uniforms that you know are definitely not being washed as much as anyone would like between PE classes."
And that was the unspoken additional lesson that a Badass Bitch should always be wearing something she can move in.
"Any Bad Ass Bitch should be able to defend herself against anything, and weapons are great, but you're not always going to have them or they might not always be the best choice for a situation. There are three things that you can usually have on you at all times that'll make a hand-to-hand situation swing further in your favor, and that's a knife," to which she pulled a switchblade out from behind her, let it flash open, then twirled it back in a smooth, steady movement, and when her hand came back around she displayed the next item, "brass knuckles," hand into her pocket and she pulled out a small container, "Mace. They're small, easy to get to, and can help out a lot in a difficult situation, especially knives. Good knives can go just about anywhere; five bucks to whoever manages to guess exactly how many knives I've got on me just now.
"Okay. Now. Raise your hand if you're already familiar with hand-to-hand combat."
She was never surprised or not pleased to see a few
"Hands are just as much weapons as knives or axes or guns, only not as much fun or as cool because nearly everyone has them. To attack, best places to hit on the body are..." And as she lifted them, she delivered a deft and precisely blow to each spot on the dummy, and, if it looked a little like a dance when she did it, well...rest assured, her ballet training was clearly going to good use now. "Eyes, nose, groin, knees, solar plexus, knees, fingers, and...my personal favorite...throat!"
"Let's say you can't get that first attack in, though, they've got the upper hand. First, protect anything they can use against you, and that's usually things they can grab onto. Long hair, baggy clothes, hoop earrings, extra appendages or weird things on you because you're not quite human"--this semester's class, with the exception of the lion, was almost disappoint in their complete humanness as far as apparances went--"can all be used against you, so don't even let them close. And then go in for a defensive move to subdue the attacker, and that's what we're learning today.
"Almanac," she quirked her chin, because she figured he made for the most...solid example for how you didn't need to be bigger than your attacker to pull these moves off, "front and center. You're going to help me demonstrate."
But there didn't seem to be a response; Wayne actually seemed to be stubbornly squinting off to the side of the gym.
"Wayne," Rosa tried again, with an expectant lift of her eyebrows, almost feeling like she was calling her dog in that moment, but still nothing.
She rolled her eyes. "Bobby Probert," she tried.
"A-yup," said Wayne, who then moved up to the front of the gym to where Rosa was wondering if anyone would notice if she demonstrated this a little harder than technically necessary.
"Right, so," Rosa continued, "I'm going to teach you all a few simple moves for getting out of some of the most basic attacks. First one: Probert, grab for my arm..."
In addition to the arm grab (and after having to put some awkward pressure on her ill-chosen punching bag and his dedication to the idea that it was impolite to attack girls), Rosa eventually got Wayne to help her out in demonstrating ways to counter a grab from behind, a choke hold, and a hair grab, explaining the motions and details as they did, all the while thinking she should have just stuck with dragging Blackstone or Tightpants into this rather than depend on a student. But then she got to explaining a few good body throws (hey, she didn't drag all these mats out here for nothing), and the reason she picked Wayne was clear, because when he hit those mats, he hit them hard, but then he just picked himself right back up again, ready for the next, with nary a wrinkle in his plaid.
"Okay," Rosa concluded, nodding to Wayne to signal that he was done and could join the others. "What I want you guys to do now is pair up and practice with each other. Those of you with experience, try to help those without. If any of you feel more comfortable having me going over it in a little more detail first, come see me, otherwise I'll be walking around and correcting all your terrible forms. Or work with several people; different body types, heights, and strength can make for solid pratice and experience. Just be careful, take your time, be aware, especially when it comes to those of you with more power and strength, natural or otherwise, and try not to actually injure anyone. I really don't want to cart anyone down to the clinic today. Got it? Any questions before we begin?
"Alright. Let's see what you've got."
Sign In - BABSG, 09/15.
Listen to the Lecture - BABSG, 09/15.
It was kind of funny, though, how the entire thing, even this part, was almost exactly word for word the same as the last two times she did this lesson. Huh.
Class Activity - Self-Defense - BABSG, 09/15.
Bonus points to anyone pairing up with the lion, though.
Talk to Rosa - BABSG, 09/15.
OOC - BABSG, 09/15.
Re: Sign In - BABSG, 09/15.
Re: Listen to the Lecture - BABSG, 09/15.
He had never been in a fight before. Period. This was going to be weird.
Re: Class Activity - Self-Defense - BABSG, 09/15.
Because he had absolutely no clue what he was doing.
Re: Sign In - BABSG, 09/15.
Re: Sign In - BABSG, 09/15.
Re: Sign In - BABSG, 09/15.
Re: Listen to the Lecture - BABSG, 09/15.
Especially since she really did want to learn to fight like this, but she somehow suspected it'd take more than a single class to figure out a way for that to really work.
Re: OOC - BABSG, 09/15.
Re: OOC - BABSG, 09/15.
but I also stand by the idea that Rosa would also be all, "oh, yeah, that's right. Well..."
Re: Sign In - BABSG, 09/15.
Re: Class Activity - Self-Defense - BABSG, 09/15.
"Preferably both."
Re: Class Activity - Self-Defense - BABSG, 09/15.
And if her tone sounded just a bit like she was just sort of saying this because she felt she had to, well...
Re: Listen to the Lecture - BABSG, 09/15.
"Balance when throwing punches is rarely wasted practice?" she offered. "Distraction tactics may help. Also," and this part seemed pretty important, really, now that she thought of it, "you have a giant cat."
Re: Class Activity - Self-Defense - BABSG, 09/15.
"I will teach someone else the methods I know if they want. But the only non-violent methods towards another person I have are magic, and that's counter to the exercise." Illyana looked awkward for a moment. "I am not good at not following through to finish a fight."
Sorry, Rosa, there was Trauma, and Illyana was aware that she was prone to letting instinct take over.