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[No one wants the talking pony. Sure not Fenris. ]

Ah yes. I was fortunate enough to procure this from a planet we visited. If you would prefer to spar with something else, though, I can change.

_{[ The celebration would not be for you, Fenris, gosh. ]}

Ah, I was thinking more hand-to-hand combat, actually. I only just started looking into fencing back home and that is... well, that is a fair bit larger than a fencing foil.

[GOOD, he dunt want a stinky party anyway. Fenris looks at the sword that's bigger than he is and chuckles, placing it to one side.]

You have a point. I'm sure you'd rather not lose a limb. It would be unfortunate.

_{[ Such a sour puss. You sure you're not a cat instead of an elf? ]}

I like keeping everything in its place, yes. I went through rehab once already, I don't want to go through it again quite so soon.

You need any tape for your hands before we start?

[THERE HAS BEEN WONDERING. ]

From what I understand, it is deeply unpleasant.

[He'll shake his head, looking down at his hands, the lyrium lines going down each finger.]

No, I do not need such protection. The lyrium sees to that.

_{[ Genetic testing could prove it, you know. There's some cat in there somewhere! ]}

Rehab or losing a limb? Both are different amounts of unpleasant.

_{[ He nodded to that, checking his own tape before going to drag another mat or two into place and pushing some other equipment out of the way. ]}

Want to say a hard hour, then we can take a breather and I'll live up to my end and show you how to use some of our guns?

Losing a limb, though I suspect rehab must be rather tedious.

[He rolls his shoulders a little, stretching out muscles in his arms in the process. He welcomes the challenge, honestly.]

That sounds agreeable.

Tedious doesn't begin to cover it.

_{[ He sighed, but his lips pulled up in an excited grin as he took to
the mat and slid into position. ]}

Whenever you're ready, Fenris.

_{[ He raised his arms in a position between offense and defense, blue
eyes sharp as he watched the other. ]}

[There's nothing defensive about Fenris' stance. He was made to be a weapon, after all, his body as much a sword than any he could wield. He is all about offence, and takes no time in going on the attack with a surge forward and a swift right hook.

Of course, he's holding back, too. He doesn't actually want to kill, Kirk, so the lyrium remains dormant. He needs to try and keep a hold on that, and the concentration he uses for that will leave plenty of openings to take advantage of.]

_{[ Kirk braces as the other surges in, trying to watch the whole of his
body rather than focus one place. That was a quick way to get yourself
sucker punched. He turns so that he can take the blow on his shoulder,
coming back with his own hook, shuffling a step in. Already his lips are
splitting in a tight grin, the adrenaline starting to pump. ]}

[Fenris takes the hit, ducking himself a little so it catches his chest, his bare feet turning swiftly on the floor, getting purchase. He's watching everything, calculating moments he can go in for the kill, and dismissing them.

Eventually, he shifts to the side, moving a punch to Kirk's left.]

_{[ That one he sees, reaching out a hand to brace and push Fenris'
punch aside in a redirect. In the same motion he stepped in again, twisting
to use his shoulder as a battering ram and attempt to throw the other back.
Most of Kirk's movements were meant for this like this - keeping space, or
otherwise avoiding major injury.}

Even so, he's grinning, because he can tell Fenris is going to make him work for it, which is precisely what he wanted in the first place, and it wouldn't hurt to learn something a bit more aggressive either. ]

[Fenris sure isn't one for giving his opponent space. When you can pass through any solid object you wish, space is more of a hindrance than it is a boon. The elf is more than comfortable making Kirk fight for his space back, blocking the man's attacks and stepping forward each time, keeping him in close contact. ]

_{[ It's annoying that Fenris won't let him get the space, but it wasn't like someone in a real fight would give him the space either. It was refreshing, meeting each blow and throwing his own, dancing across the matt. He could feel the ache building in his muscles, his lungs burning to catch his breath and sweat rolling down his temples and neck.

He jumped back, raising his fists, panting for breath after what felt like forever stepping around the matt and taking blows. Even so, he was grinning fiercely. ]}

Ready to give up yet, Fenris?

[Fenris seems much less out of breath, not that he isn't tired, he absolutely is. Danarius was not one to allow him to show a glimmer of weakness, and that training sticks, no matter what. He seems as fresh as when they started this.

Still, he huffs out a laugh, standing straight again. ]

I rarely give up anything, but if you wish some respite, I think we could both use it.

_{[ The words make him relax and he puts his hands to his hips, catching his breath now that he was not under immediate threat of being attacked again. ]}

A break sounds good. Need to keep hydrated and all that.

_{[ He laughed and made to grab his water bottle and slump against the wall. ]}

You're an excellent fighter, Fenris.

[Fenris inclines his head in thanks, leaning on the wall and folding his arms. ]

As are you. It makes a pleasant change, to be able to fight against someone with a little more skill and I usually find in the Fleet.

_{[ He takes a few more swallows of water, letting out a pleased grunt
as he does. ]}

High praise. And I'm glad to have someone to really test my skills against. I don't want to get rusty, because I'm sure if I did I would really end up needing them.

It is, it is not something I give freely.

[Be proud, Kirk. He likes you enough to praise you. ]

Absolutely. Though Atroma do not send us into battle as the Initiative did, I do not trust them not to eventually thrust us into a situation where we would have to fight for our very lives.

_{[ Huzzah! Next level reached! ]}

It might not be Atroma's fault. Not everything in space is content to live and let live. We might get attacked through no fault of Atroma's - or end up on a planet where we aren't welcome and get into trouble. But, you are right - I don't put it past Atroma to... manipulate a situation into a life or death fight either.

[GOOD JOB! ]

This is very true. Of course, it is just as likely everything here is under Atroma's command. I have seen it before, a group so powerful it had entire galaxies to its command.

_{[ FinalFantasyVictory.mp3 plays ]}

Hmm, I've seen it too. And that's not an impossible thought with Atroma either, but it's just another on a very long list.

_{[ He sighed, frustrated. ]}

To many ifs and possibilities with Atroma, and not enough actual facts. For now, all we can do is keep ourselves prepared.

_{[ He pushed up from the floor. ]}

Speaking of - while we're recovering, I can show you some things about the guns on board. Keep my end of things.

Very true, they are capable of just about anything, I think.

[Fenris chuckles, shifting from his leaning position to stand straight.]

Thank you. I am sure my augment will help, but I am sure it cannot hurt to learn of them regardless. I do not want to rely on it.

I understand, and frankly it makes me feel better knowing I've given you a tutorial. I read up on what we should have that comes standard. Anything you've added on the side I'll have to look at in more depth to give you an idea of what it can do.

Well, yes. I doubt anyone wants someone with access to firearms to be untrained in them. I may be over a year from my home, but my knowledge on technology is still basic at best. I welcome the chance to learn.

[Because he trusts Kirk enough to allow him to teach him. When Fenris first arrived in the Fleet, he refused point-blank to have anything to do with the guns. He HAD just come out of a warzone though, so there's that.]

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