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Karate, Gym, May 31, Wednesday Morning

"There are many fighting styles that have obtained their names from the way they seem to mimic the actions of certain animals," Tommy says, once the class has assembled. "One of these is the Stickbug." He demonstrates a series of moves, which seem to involve a lot of posing and holding still for moments at a time.

"Today, I'd like you guys to practice the Stickbug technique," Tommy instructs the class. "Either by yourself or find a partner to spar against."

[ooc: i'll be around sporadically till about 5pm pacific. after that, i'll be moving across town, so not so much.]

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Aeryn's training has paid off and she's able to block a good number of Dean's strikes. But enough get through to remind her that she is still new at this and really does need to practice more. After the last kick, she goes onto the offensive, stepping in with a punch and trying to force Dean into a more defensive mode.

Dean grinned as Isabel grazed him with the punch. "Not bad," he said, throwing back a punch of his own.

Which she managed to block with one hand while punching towards his stomach with her other. "I had a good teacher."

Dean blocked her punch and threw a kick towards the inner side of her back leg. "Yeah? Anyone I'd know?"

Which connected. Damnit! "Aeryn Sun, John's girlfriend." Isabel shook out her leg and got back in position. "She started teaching me after that vamp attack I told you about. I know I have my powers, but still, I don't know if they would have worked then. Not without getting other people hurt as well."

If Dean wanted to kick, she could do that. She sent a roundhouse to his left hip and then followed up with a back kick.

Dean brought down his hands to block the first kick and jumped back out of the way of the second, her foot grazing against him hard enough to make him hiss, but not to make him move.

"If Aeryn taught you, I think I'd like to see her spar," Dean commented.

"Aeryn is very, very, very good," Isabel said. "She's in the gym often enough. If you ask her, nicely. I'd bet she'd spar with you." She waited for Dean to move, trying to gauge what he was going to do next. "Just as a warning? She will kick your ass. And I'm not saying that to be obnoxious. She's just that good."

Dean grinned. "If she fights as good as she shoots, she'll probably kick my ass from here to Kansas and back." He threw a roundhouse kick, and followed it up with a right hook. "Still would be fun though."

"Then pack your bags because you're going on trip," she grinned. Bouncing on the balls of her feet, she managed to sidestep the kick and ducked low to avoid the hook. As she came back up, her right hand aimed towards his chin in an uppercut.

Dean dodged so that she only hit his shoulder. "Best way to learn," he said, throwing a punch back.

Isabel frowned as the punch connected. "You might have a point," she said, following her words with series of quick jabs.

Dean block or dodged most of them, but a few got did land, causing him to grunt with the impact. "There's probably less painful ways of learning," he said. "But the lessons do sink in." And he launched another flurry of punches and kicks at her.

She's starting to get a little tired, so more hits are starting to land. Finally she stepped back and held up her hands. "Okay, you win! I don't want to be black and blue tonight."

"You could start a whole new fashion trend," Dean teased. He gave her a grin and a bow. "Good fight."

"I'll pass," she said as she bowed as well. "It was very good. Thank you."

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