file 003

[proudlywehailed]

Who: Commander
Broadcast: Fleetwide video!
Action: SS Golden!
When: 6/6


[lo and behold, we have video!

[commander is, for once, not in his gear. though he's in a simple t-shirt, he's holding the camera with his metal arm, making it hard to see it. you might be able to catch a glimpse of shine where his shoulder closest to the camera almost comes into view, but that's it.]

So I've talked to a few of you about doing some physical training and learning how to defend yourself. If you wanna come test it out, head on over to the Golden. I'll meet you in the cargo hold, and we can see what you're made of.

Comments

[proudlywehailed]

[he doesn't even pay it mind; no more than she pays his arm.]

I'm afraid you're gonna have to work pretty hard to reach that. You've met you, right?

[wow, you've been crewmates for a week or two and he's already sassing at this level.]

[interspace]

[ This is why she likes him. Sass is amazing at forging bonds without having to actually give anything away! ]

Shit, no, I haven't. Am I a cool person? Am I awesome? Tell me I'm at least pretty.

[ She rolls her eyes and gets even closer to see what his set-up is like out here. ]

Seriously, though. You don't have to teach me anything, I was more hoping for a sparring partner or something. From an active lifestyle to this, well...

[proudlywehailed]

You're "alright".

[he grins. there's the treadmill they were left with, but commander appears to have welded a bar in place for pull-ups and he has weights laying around that it seems he's bought.]

[interspace]

Gee, thanks. Guess I'll have to work my way up the ladder.

[ Pull-ups don't really do her any good when she's constantly tempted to cheat and not do the work. Treadmill has been around this whole time, but the weights... she can do those.

Wandering over to them, she grabs onto the twenty. With a slight grunt, she hefts it up with little issue and sets it back down. Then she moves to the fifty and braces herself before lifting that one and setting it back down. She looks back over to Commander. ]

Don't tell me this is your limit.

[proudlywehailed]

[he scoffs.]

I could bench you for an hour and not break a sweat.

[interspace]

[ That gets her grinning. ]

Yeah, I figured it was something like that. Bet with just your good arm, even. Would you be up for a workout?

[proudlywehailed]

That is what the post was made for.

[interspace]

[ She beams, toothy and pleased with the answer. ]

Then c'mon. Show me what you got, Commander, I'm feeling lucky today. Hell, I might not even get knocked on my ass right away.

[proudlywehailed]

You wanna fight?

[eyebrows up.]

... Alright, come at me.

[interspace]

Hey, I said sparring earlier. Not my fault you weren't listening.

[ That said, she comes closer and gets into stance. More judo or aikido than the usual karate or other common martial arts. Although she doubts he'll take it, gives him time to get into one himself. Her first move is quick, hand lashing out straight in an exploratory move rather than immediately trying to take him down. ]

[proudlywehailed]

Yeah, but then you said work out.

[but still, he's getting into his own stance. he waits for her to strike and deflects; he knows better than to be on the offensive with someone he knows wouldn't take a punch to the head from him very well.]

Gonna have to be crafty, Misha.

[interspace]

[ She shifts, goes for a low-sweeping kick next with a plan for a follow-up. Depends on if he jumps, steps or deflects. ]

Working into crafty already? If you say so.

[proudlywehailed]

[he'll step back for that one with ease, watching what she's doing. she knows how to fight; it's just a matter of reading her in time.]

[interspace]

[ Speed happens to be her specialty, the ability to move beyond the limits of her actual physical prowess. Making use of that speed is the hard part. With the sweep dodged, she keeps going into a full spin, pushing into a stand on her other foot until she's rotated a full three-sixty and going for his body.

Well, maybe not his body. With the direction she's sweeping, it'll just bounce into his metal arm. She aims a little higher, little faster, goes to give him a knock on the ear with her shin. ]

[proudlywehailed]

[he's impressed, to say the least, but it's not the first time he's dealt with someone who can do more than they look like they should be able to. she spins around and starts to lift her center, and commander ducks down fast, reaches up to grab for her leg and catch her at the height of her kick just past where it would have connected had he held still.]

[interspace]

[ She sees the motion, isn't all that surprised. Her path changes abruptly, there's almost a snap in the air for the redirect, and her leg lifts before Commander can grab onto it. Misha turns into a backflip to get some space back and return to stance.

If she was working on physical reflexes only, that would have gotten her for sure. That's kind of exciting. ]

Oh, cool. You're pretty fast.

[proudlywehailed]

I could say the same for you.

[he smirks.]

You've got a bit of this under your belt, for sure.

[interspace]

Well, you could say that, yeah. It's kind of turned into my profession back home, even if I'm usually just the scout or the evacuater. You know.

[ She shrugs, watches him for another opening. Shifts closer. ]

[proudlywehailed]

[he starts circling.]

Just keep in mind, they call me "Commander" for a reason.

[interspace]

It's not just ironic?

[ Oh, circling. She can do that. Her steps are measured and sure. She knows the footing, knows how to move herself. For all the banter, she hasn't taken her eyes off him. ]

But hey, as long as you aren't holding back because I'm small or a girl. That's not what you're doing, right?

[proudlywehailed]

I'm holding back because I could kill you if I didn't, and this is a sparring match. If you were a guy, I'd do the same.

[he's being honest there, at least. he doesn't like hitting women, but he's had to before.

[he moves to switch directions; he knows there's an opening there, but he wants her to take it.]

[interspace]

I can respect that, definitely. Just making sure where we lie on the chivalry vs reality spectrum here.

[ She sees the motion, her breath hitches in anticipation, and she goes for it. Pushes off her strong side, dives in to take his arm and unbalance him while he's switching his footing around. ]

[proudlywehailed]

[she'll touch his arm--and then feel it tighten while he puts an extra bit of swing to his spin. he'll have her tossed off his hip if she doesn't pull back in time.]

[interspace]

[ Pulling back is half the problem. She tries and uses her power to tip away but they're already in a tangle. Rather than get herself caught up, she simply rolls with the toss and comes out on two feet and one hand to hold herself up before she crashes into the floor. ]

Man, I should have seen that.

[ She takes a breath, and it's an opening just before she stands to regain her composure. ]

[proudlywehailed]

[he sees the opening, and he could go for it, show her just how quickly she could be killed in that hesitation--

[but he's not training her. he's sparring. this is a friendly match, and he leaves her to regain herself.]

Should've. First rule of any fight is to stay defensive--in your case, especially. You've got powers that cater to your whims instead of your opponent's, and you can use them in ways whoever you're fighting can't see coming. You could have someone flipped upside-down before they knew what hit them.