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Tweak says, "You son of a B!"

Enigma ~The Riddler's Daughter (_enigma) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2012-07-30 19:50:00

Entry tags:

enigma, matt murdock

Who: Enigma and Matt
What: Sparing...of sorts.
Where: 4th Street Gym
When: July 30th, 2012
Rating: High...very High, it's Enigma.

Enigma had dressed carefully for the sparring match, not that Matt would notice of course, but this was their second date...of sorts and she wanted to look nice.

She sat in the middle of the boxing ring, stretching out her body, moving easily from leg stretches, into a handstand, before bringing her legs down into side splits over her head, feeling her arms tremble as they held her up.

She flipped back to her feet, giving into the childish urge and doing a cartwheel across the mats, landing into forward splits, before bouncing up and giving a bow to her invisible audience.

She doubted that a life of crime was what her gymnastics coach had been inspiring her, but it suited her.

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blndjstce
2012-07-31 03:20 am UTC (link)

Matt hadn't been entirely surprised when Enigma had contacted for a sparring match, after all, she was still curious as to how exactly he had beat her the night she'd been trying to steal the L off the library, if he was blind. He had no intention of spilling it to her, wanting her to figure it out herself. Peter had already known, seeing as how he knew a version of Matt back in his Universe, so he hadn't had to tell him how he'd been able to beat that thug the night they'd run into one another. Not only that, but the girl was technically a thug herself and Matt didn't just go around telling thugs how to beat him. The last thing that he needed was for her to overload his sonic sense and disorient him.

Either way, he'd agreed to meet her for a sparring match and was walking into the gym as Enigma was warming up, "Think you can beat me this time?" He asked, unzipping his grey hoodie as he stopped a few feet from where she was.

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_enigma
2012-07-31 03:37 am UTC (link)

"So long as you don't cheat," she said cheekily, giving a forward handspring, before leaning on the ropes of the ring, watching Matt as he unzipped his hoodie, giving a grin.

She slipped through the robes, hopping off the ring and sauntering over to Matt, grinning. "You know I'm good," she said, teasing before heading over to the space she had cleared for them to move in. "Now don't hold back, friendly match or not. I want a real challenge,"

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blndjstce
2012-07-31 04:00 am UTC (link)

"I'll say it again, I don't cheat." Matt smirked as he shrugged off his sweatshirt, revealing a white t-shirt underneath. He let it fall to the floor before going to join Enigma, following the sound of her voice to the spot that she had designated for their sparring match, "Oh, don't worry, I won't." This almost reminded him of the sparring match he'd had with Elektra in the park just after they'd met, when he'd shocked her with just what he could do and vice versa. "So, what're you waiting for?" He asked, smirking as he got into position, waiting for her to make the first move.

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_enigma
2012-07-31 04:11 am UTC (link)

Enigma enjoyed watched him strip down, admiring the form hidden away under all those layers of clothing. It was a rare treat, getting to view the muscles that fought against her. Normally they were all hidden away under Kevlar and spandex.

"Well usually it's the hero going first, and often with some lame demand to put down the shinnies and surrender," she said, before kicking up at his face, testing him.

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blndjstce
2012-07-31 05:59 am UTC (link)

"I didn't catch you stealing anything today though and since you invited me here, you should go first." As her foot came up towards his head, Matt leaned back so that it missed, but before she was able to bring it back down, his hand shot out and he grabbed her ankle, a smirk upon his lips, "It's frustrating, isn't it? Not knowing how I did that." He could only imagine the conclusion that she must be coming to as she tried to work out just how he was able to block her moves if he was blind. He knew that were their roles reversed he would be extremely frustrated if he couldn't figure it out.

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_enigma
2012-07-31 06:04 am UTC (link)

Enigma threw her body backwards, ripping her ankle from him and flipping, before bringing her other leg up in a kick to his groan. "Well, there are several options," She called, dropping low and using the momentum of her kick to spin and try to knock his feet out from under him. "One, you're faking. Two, neural implant. It sees for you and three..."

She looked up at him, smirking. "Sonic waves. Using sound to transmit a signal to your brain using either undamaged nerves or new ones, allowing you to 'see' in the same fashion a bat would. I'm going for three myself."

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	blndjstce 2012-08-02 02:42 am UTC (link)
	Matt dodged the leg to his groin and spun away as she went to sweep his feet out from under him, smirking as he did what she had just attempted and dropped in an attempt to sweep her legs out from under her, "You're smart, but why do you think it's door number three?" While it was true, he was curious to know how to had come to that deduction. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

_enigma
2012-08-02 02:49 am UTC (link)

Enigma cursed, sumbling as he kicked her leg, catching onto him for a moment. "First, I come from Gotham City, home of bats and Batmen, I usually go with that one," she said, before shoving away from him and flipping backwards, putting pace between them that she used to kick a lump of chalk at Matt, hoping to distract him.

"Two, it's the most logical and least invasive. A small implant, and the waves happily give you whatever you want to see as they move through the air. Don't even need the implant in some cases." She gave a spinning kick in his direction before punching at his face. "Annnnddd," she said, giving a wide grin. "You followed wounds in our last fight. Leading me to belive you used them to 'see'."

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	blndjstce 2012-08-04 03:20 am UTC (link)
	"Well, you're partially right." Matt said as he dodged the punch to his face, using various vibrations they were causing as well as the sounds of her heart rate and movement to gauge her attacks. After dodging the punch to his face, Matt moved around her in one fluid moment and grabbed her from behind, securing her arms, "There's no implant." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

_enigma
2012-08-04 03:24 am UTC (link)

Enigma yelped as she was grabbed, wiggling and kicking, trying to get free. She slumped when she realized he was in fact, strong enough to hold her, pouting. "This sucks," she muttered.

Okay, so it didn't really considering his warm, solid body was pressed up against her back, making her skin tingle and her stomach do very bizare flips, but still! She hated to lose.

"You win," she mumbled under her breath after a final struggle.

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blndjstce
2012-08-11 01:38 am UTC (link)

Matt smirked as she conceded, but didn't release her arms, still holding the tight against her chest. While she could always use her feet to attack him, he has his placed in a way that she would have to be extremely double-jointed in order to hit him in any way, "Good choice." He was sure that she was still curious as to how exactly his sonar worked if it wasn't an implant, but he was going to wait until she inquired about it as opposed to simply telling her everything.

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_enigma
2012-08-11 02:47 am UTC (link)

"So what do you want as your prize?" Enigma asked, still wiggling slightly, trying to distract him from her movements. She kicked, aiming for his head, but without twisting violently and popping out her hip, she couldn't reach him.

"Damnit!" she said, sighing. "How did you know I was 'gorgeous' anyway? Sonic doesn't lead to detail...unless you were just stroking my ego," she said, looking at him over her shoulder.

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