Jake Sully (_toruk_makto_) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2019-07-06 12:04:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, jake sully, x-23 (oe) |
Who: Jake and Laura
Where: One of the gyms
When: Saturday morning
What: Sparring and stuff
Rating: uh. Fighty sweary (it's Jake) tbc?
Open: No.
Jake hit the mat with a thud and a groan, his arm trapped underneath him for a moment until his opponent took mercy on him and stood up again. Rolling round onto his back meant that he could free his arm, and then he lay there for a moment to get his breath back.
He'd been a marine. He was Eywa's chosen warrior, no matter what body he was in. He routinely sparred with everyone and anyone he could get to fight with him, including both his Force-enhanced other selves (and one of those fought dirty) so he was aware of his various tells and failings and worked hard to get rid of them. He'd even sparred with Miguel a few times and for a nerd, that guy was insanely fast and strong. The point was that Jake was good at fighting. He learned fast, he adapted well, and he wasn't afraid to take the hits.
That was probably a good thing, given his current sparring partner.
"Fucking hell, Laura," he grumbled as he hauled himself back up to his feet, "don't you get bored of just handing me my ass every single time? Why don't you mix it up a little, huh? Draw it out a little, let me think I'm in with a chance of winning, something like that."
He grinned at her when he was done bitching, though, and shoved his sweaty hair back from his forehead before settling into a ready stance once again.