Blue Fish Mingle!

[save_the_souls]

Who: Blue Fish Crew + Visitors!
Broadcast: If you'd like?!
Action: The Blue Fish!
When: Month of May!

[Get in here Blue Fish! It's time for a mingle post! Visitors are welcomed, but anyone who requires doors will need to know someone from the crew that can let you in thanks to the passcode on the door.]

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[dancingmd]

[This time, Kirk does manage to catch her off balance and she stumbles backwards from the shove, though she saves herself from a fall. She laughs.]

Got me there!

[universal_charm]

That's a pancake you owe me!

_{[ He grinned, not letting up. He continued with his own momentum, falling into a series of quick jabs that ended with a sharp round-house aimed at her kidneys. ]}

[dancingmd]

[Beverly’s hands fly to counter his punches: one, two, three, quick blocks in succession. Then - yes! Exactly the opening she needed. Most of her training has been defensive, with a focus on using an opponent’s own momentum against them - especially against an opponent such as Kirk, who is bolstered by Khan’s blood. When he aims his kick at her, she springs into action, blocking his foot with her arm, then swiftly turning the block into a throw, catching him by the leg and spinning him down towards the mat.]

[universal_charm]

_{[ He knew his mistake the instant she caught his leg. It was to late to pull back - that would only worsen his situation. Instead of fighting, he fell with the momentum, bracing with his hands and pushing up, swinging out into a scissor kick. He didn't really care if he hit her with the move, so much as he wanted her to back up and he could regain his feet and reassess things. ]}

[dancingmd]

[He's successful in his goal as she dances nimbly away from his kick and waits for him to get to his feet again.]

[universal_charm]

_{[ He puts the space back between them and gets to his feet. He takes several hard breaths, calming himself and assessing her again. His mouth twitched into a smile. ]}

Not bad, Beverly.

_{[ He followed in with another serious of jabs, the attacks sharper and more pin-point in nature, almost boxer-like. ]}

[dancingmd]

[Fortunately for her, this is the kind of movement Mok'bara is designed for: quick, aggressive moves, which she parries easily enough, for the most part. A few of his punches land, but then, so do some of hers. There's a precision to her movements that stands in contrast to his style, but they are fairly equally matched, at least in this, a simple sparring match.]

[universal_charm]

_{[ The exchange was teaching him a few things. Beverly obviously knew what she was doing, and he suspected she had come against or trained for this sort of attack before. He grunted when her hits landed - it didn't seem like she was going for true debilitating blows, but they still hurt! Or maybe that was Khan's particular contribution to his anatomy these days. Either way the exchanges carried until he finally quick-stepped back, panting. He raised his hands in the universal gesture for peace. ]}

Time, time, I call a time.

[dancingmd]

[Beverly takes a step back herself, breathing heavily. Her forehead has sheen of sweat, which she wipes at with the back of her arm.]

I'll get us some water?

[universal_charm]

That would be great, yeah.

_{[ He nodded his head and stood up to his full height, hands on hips now as he breathed. Oh, that was a good work out. First round anyways, his own forehead shiny with sweat. ]}

[dancingmd]

[She'd brought some bottles of water with her down from the kitchen and they're sitting on a bench nearby, up against the wall of the cargo bay. There's a towel too, which she uses to wipe her hands and face before grabbing two bottles. She comes back over to Kirk and hands him one.]

Not too bad, old man.

[universal_charm]

_{[ He takes it with a nod and pops it open to take several large swigs before giving her a grin. ]}

Not to shabby for a whipper-snapper.

[dancingmd]

[She laughs before taking another sip of her own water. Then she stretches out her arms, wincing slightly.]

Unfortunately, I’m not so young any more. Lucky I didn’t pull anything.

[universal_charm]

_{[ He winced sympathetically. ]}

If it helps, I think you've given me a couple of bruises that'll last for about a day, but you gave them to me.

[dancingmd]

Makes me very grateful for phasers.

[universal_charm]

I do miss them sometimes. But on the other hand, I like the workout feeling from sparring. But I do like not being bruised. Kind of fifty-fifty.

[dancingmd]

There is that. It's a good emotional outlet too, I've found.

[universal_charm]

I want to say humans are above that sort of thing now, but let's admit it - punching something when you're upset feels so good.

_{[ He glances at her. ]}

Were you trying to let something out?

[dancingmd]

[She shakes her head.]

Not this time anyway.

[universal_charm]

Well, if you ever need that, just let me know. This was fun. You'll have to teach me a couple of those moves too.

_{[ He wiped at his face and smiled brightly. ]}

[dancingmd]

I'd be happy to!

[universal_charm]

Maybe next time though, when I have more open spots for bruises.

[dancingmd]

Next time it is. Perhaps we can set up some sort of weekly sparring session?

[universal_charm]

Yeah - yeah I'd really like that. Let's compare schedules later and pick out a time that works.