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[So we've been stuck on the poison moon for a couple months now, so a lot of people probably want to get away from that.

Unfortunately, the only place you really can get away from it besides your own ship is the Iskaulit. So, here's a June Iskaulit mingle!]

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I'm not doing that on purpose.

[he can't help but be a little jealous; he can be quiet, sure, but she's currently him and she's making it seem easy. Not that stealth really was his forte, considering it was rather difficult to miss a bright blue, 6 foot something beast. That and him not being entirely comfortable in this body, well - another thing to add to the list of things to work on. He had no idea it would grow so quickly because of a simple spar with Raven.

This time she gets the jump on him - she's on his back and he reacts immediately, reaching back to grab her. He doesn't throw her, though - he could, especially since there's mats everywhere, but instead he decides to drag her to the floor instead, moving over her to pin her there.

That is, if he's successful]

[ Raven knows that her stealth comes more from experience than the body she's in; she's had to get used to transforming into people in and out of crowds and in toilets, slipping into places she doesn't belong and making it seem as though she was always meant to be there. It comes naturally to her because it's something she had forced herself to learn, and there's no escaping that, not really, no matter who she's pretending to be. It's just something she's had to adopt, part of who she'd become in the years they were apart.

She doesn't fight when Hank grabs her and twists them both so they're pinned to the ground, and all she does is tilt her head up to look at him, her grin widening as he moves over her. There's no way for her not to look particularly pleased with herself, especially, when she stretches her arms above her head and raises her eyebrows, trying to hide how pleased with herself she is. ]

I surrender.

[he huffs out quietly, but he can't help but smile in response to her grin. He can see exactly how pleased she is with herself and he can't say he minds; she did sneak up on him successfully, even if he's the one pinning her now. He has to admire her attempt at restraint, though, because his response would've been entirely different. Surprised, for one. Then again, that comes from his lack of confidence.

He leans down to kiss the tip of her nose, then shifts back to stand up, offering her a hand up. They're in the gym and alone, but that didn't mean anyone couldn't just walk in at any moment. He wasn't risking it]

But you got me. I think that one goes to you.

[ Her nose wrinkles but she doesn't protest, taking Hank's hand and letting herself be pulled back to her feet. She's quick, then, to wrap an arm around him before she tilts herself up, giving him a quick, hard kiss before she steps away. It's not exactly fair tactics, she thinks, but since he has one up on her from his rather amazing nose she thinks it's fair enough for her to use her own skillset against him. ]

Let's say best of three. Next point wins.

[ First to three would take them far too long, and Raven was already feeling the urge to tug Hank back to their ship and show him what else she could be good at. Stepping around behind some weights, she transforms herself back into his body before she starts to creep around all over again, her own voice echoing around them. ]

And it's going to be me.

[it isn't fair, because it leaves him dazed for a moment or two after she pulls away and it isn't until she's transforming and it registers that he finally remembers to speak up]

I - yeah, best of three works.

[and of course, she chooses him to walk around as, which throws him off completely. With a huff he rubs a hand over his face, trying to snap himself out of where his brain just was and focusing more on their sparring session. If that was what this even was anymore. It had turned into hide and seek and something else]

You keep thinking that.

[idly he wonders if he can cling from the ceiling. He stays where he is for now, eyeing it curiously]

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