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Fight Club Time Again (I had requests for it)
Who: Trunks Brief (
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Where: Training Gym
When: Day 20
What: The Usual Fight club training. Where people come to spar and practice and learn with each other.
Warnings: Occasional language and violence? Also guns/firearms.
This time Trunks didn't bother to announce the Fight Club over the ICP. Not beyond a short announcement of day and time. The Club was already mentioned in train literature and most people knew about it, or could find out easily.
So instead he did his usual set-up. Marking off an area safely for ranged weapons and fire-arms, ensuring practice weapons and mats were all available. Even making sure there were first aid kids and an 'off-limits' area just for safety. Then, he's there as usual--to supervise, but also to train just like everyone else.
OOC:general set up is 'Ranged area demarcated by cones' 'off limits/healing area demarcated by cones' and the rest of the space covered in mats with training dummies set up
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Where: Training Gym
When: Day 20
What: The Usual Fight club training. Where people come to spar and practice and learn with each other.
Warnings: Occasional language and violence? Also guns/firearms.
This time Trunks didn't bother to announce the Fight Club over the ICP. Not beyond a short announcement of day and time. The Club was already mentioned in train literature and most people knew about it, or could find out easily.
So instead he did his usual set-up. Marking off an area safely for ranged weapons and fire-arms, ensuring practice weapons and mats were all available. Even making sure there were first aid kids and an 'off-limits' area just for safety. Then, he's there as usual--to supervise, but also to train just like everyone else.
OOC:general set up is 'Ranged area demarcated by cones' 'off limits/healing area demarcated by cones' and the rest of the space covered in mats with training dummies set up
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She catches the bag and proceeds to detach it from its chain. No sense in having it in the way for the upcoming spar.
"Think this room's cleared up enough that I can test my endurance against your Blue Raspberry form again."
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Leaving her to sort out the bag and anything else she needed to prep, Vegeta moved to a spot for them, far enough from any others or gear that may cause an issue for them. A breath in, held, then huffed out as a pressure of a ki burst erupted from around him as he transformed, allowing that ki to billow around him for a moment, before drawing it back in to leave him in his Blue form. Shifting his form, Vegeta shifted into a ready stance, holding it there. "Ready when you are." Then a bit of a smirk. "Don't hold back." Make the most of that anger, Cassie, it's a good excuse to let it out.
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Cassie's eyes narrow. And then a green streak surges forward, and a barrage of limbs seeks to penetrate Vegeta's guard.
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But also not pushing as much as he may with them training. This wasn't really a chance to learn, just to use fighting as a stress relief and to land those hits. More reinforcing past training. And of course some taunting, since Cassie can take it. "I thought I told you to give it your all, not to warm up."
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She uncoils her foot, extending her boot in what looks for all the world like the signature Cage shadow kick to the solar plexus. But then, at the last moment, she darts sideways and turns, looking to catch him as she passes with a spinning backfist instead.
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It's followed up with his own punch, swinging around with his other fits to aim for her side; half meant as a punch to land a hit, but also as a force to push her back, to make her find another way to come at him.
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With a ball of energy in each fist she slams her hands together, letting a beam of shadow energy erupt where they meet. It's a greener, less brightly-shining version of something that should be familiar to him.
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In the end, well, Vegeta realizes what he has to do; take the hit. Better to have it hit him than anyone else, plus it would give him an idea of the kind of power Cassie was packing behind it. He doubted she was going full strength in the attack, not with where they were, but also knowing her... she wanted it to leave a mark. Bringing his arms up in front of him, forearms crossed over each other to protect his face, Vegeta, narrowed his eyes as that ki blast hit, protecting them from the brightness of it.
As it faded away, he lowered his arms again, "I see your training with Trunks has advanced."
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Her guard remains up, and she holds it for a moment.
Then, she pounces again. This time she releases a flurry of her more familiar green fireballs - but with greater speed, each coming from a different direction. Meanwhile she advances with a sweeping low shadow kick at the level of his shins.
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No more going on the defense for him, instead with each fireball sent his way Vegeta points a finger towards it, using his own blast of ki at each target to hit back and counter them, so similar to training he's used to doing. As for that kick, he could just take to the air, but that was 'cheating' in their current training. Not that flight based combat isn't good to learn too, but that was for another time.
For now Vegeta jumps just high enough to get over it, knowing she had the physical advantage of a longer reach than he did since she was taller, but as one foot comes back down to touch the ground, the other is aimed at her head, bringing it down sharply as an axe kick.
Whoops, lost it ages ago. Can pick it up or leave it as desired.
She does, but the force of the blow bends her knees. She finds herself cradling Vegeta's foot, pushing upward against it as though she were carrying a boulder. (In fact, she's pushing against a force that weighs incalculably many times more than that).
She holds him there for a fraction of a second - one that feels like ages at the pace they're going - then swiftly shifts her weight around the fulcrum of his balance. If nothing else, the closed space makes this as good a place at any to try for grappling and takedowns.