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[motherofnemesis]

[ She grins in approval at the block, eyebrows going up as he keeps moving because now she's interested. Trying something new is always a good thing in her books. The kick she moves back from just late enough for it to contact a little, the combination enough to unsteady her a little. She's watching his face more than anything now, eyes bright and interested. ] Oh?

[fe_male]

[ The little amount of contact is still enough to be encouraging. ] You think it's possible to make it to the top of any industry without being a lot competitive? [ Never mind that technically he started at the top, that it was his father who put them there initially and only him who cemented their position. It still takes a lot to stay put, particularly when you rapidly and completely change your industry.

He's still moving though, watching. He doesn't mind playing the long game, tactically, and he starts in on a series of relatively blockable punches. ]

[motherofnemesis]

I think you haven't had a lot of real competition. [ Blocking as she talks, not striking back yet because she's curious to see what he's going to do, itching to get something new. Her eyes stay fixed on his face, peripheral vision enough for now. ]

[fe_male]

Aww, that's sweet. [ Well, he was sort of hoping she'd play back a little more than that, but okay, if she wants to be difficult. He keeps up with the rapid-fire punches, occasionally one to a little off from the main trunk of the body - something to her side, one to her shoulder to ostensibly knock her a little off-balance but really just mean that she's having to cover a wider range of attacks. Then suddenly he drops, trying to sweep her legs. There was enough projecting that he thinks she'll jump over the attempt, which means she'll have to land, and when she does, he'll grab her at the waist and roll her over his shoulder. If it works. ]

[motherofnemesis]

[ She always wants to be difficult. It's really just her favorite thing to do, to be honest. But she is more actively engaged now as he starts to gain momentum, blocking enough to keep things from landing and trying to track his movements. She does jump over that attempt, and as she lands she laughs a little bit at the familiar feel of the first steps of a throw, braces herself against the landing so that she can roll back up. ]

[fe_male]

Hey, no doing that. [ He threw you, come on, the least you can do is actually fall over. But he lets her roll up to her feet, moving and moving again to see what else he can start to think of. ]

[motherofnemesis]

Okay, I'll make you a deal. You bring me down again, I'll stay down. [ Which will actually be hard to make herself do, because her instinct is to get up as soon as possible, not get down at all if possible, but she figures for this one round she can manage it probably. She throws a few quick punches at him, looking for his reactions. ]

[fe_male]

[ He was totally kidding. ] Don't give me that, I don't want it. Roll that sculpted ass back up here if you would have anyway. [ Right now his reactions are pretty quick, although he's playing defense for a little while as he reconsiders his options. ]

[motherofnemesis]

[ Her grin is bright and wide at that, because good. She prefers it when they want to learn the hard way. Though she's still not genuinely giving her all - 13 years of experience versus his experience isn't really a fair match, and she's trying to teach. ] You sure you can put me down without that? [ As she keeps moving in, testing his defense, trying to point out by the direction of her punches any weak spots she notices. ]

[fe_male]

[ Well, he does appreciate that she's not just beating him into the ground, since he's pretty sure she could if she felt like it. He might land a few punches, but right now really all he knows is how to stall long enough for actual help to arrive, and that doesn't always cut it. The hard part about defending or noticing your own weak spots is that they are already weak and disadvantaged, so that goes more or less okay. He doesn't block all of them, but that's partially because his defense is cut with his attention on her own. ] Yeah, totally. It'll be fun.

[motherofnemesis]

[ Stalling for help to arrive is definitely not going to cut it here, firstly because help isn't going to arrive and secondly because she's going to keep pressing forwards until she can get another reaction out of him. Her own defense is pretty negligible at the moment, leaving herself a little open on purpose just to see what he's going to do with it. ] I bet it is. Now prove it.

[fe_male]

[ He barely waits for her to actually finish the sentence, deflecting one of her attacks but not blocking it entirely, allowing it to be a glancing blow so that her momentum continues carrying her towards him enough for him to step into her area, pull her arm towards and behind him, and let her trip over his leg in the way. ]

[motherofnemesis]

[ There's a note of genuine surprise in the grunt she makes as she falls, because that was smooth and pretty well executed technically. It's good. But that doesn't mean she has any intention of going out this quietly, and she hooks her feet around his ankles and twists, hoping to knock out his center of balance. ]

[fe_male]

[ Well. Shit. He hadn't quite thought that eventuality out, and his center of balance predictably goes on vacation and he sort of awkwardly stumblefalls to the ground. He's learned at least a little bit though, and he rolls back up to one knee and a foot with a ready position going. If she's still on the ground, he'll contemplate a pin to keep her there. ]

[motherofnemesis]

[ She couldn't quite miss part of his awkward stumbefall, and she's winded enough that she's still in the process of pushing herself up as he rolls up, running through options in her head. From this point right here most of her options for a takedown are ones involving a fair amount of bodily harm, and obviously those are out of the question here. ]

[fe_male]

[ Yeah he's not worried about hurting her too badly because he's pretty sure that would sort of be insulting given their respective capabilities. If she's still at least not towards the end of getting to her feet by the time he's back on his knees he's just going to dive at her and tackle her back to the ground. Hah. ]

[motherofnemesis]

[ He doesn't really have a shot at actually hurting her most likely - not without either a significant amount of great luck on his side and bad luck on hers or some totally random thing messing it up. She sees him coming just in time to go limp to absorb the impact before wrapping her legs around his and trying to roll him over, basically turning this into a wrestling match. ]

[fe_male]

[ Which is totally why he's not worried about it. The limpness surprises him enough that her legs wrap around him easily, although he recovers quickly enough to make the rolling a little more difficult. Not very, but he's pretty strong when it comes down to it, and at least tries to use her own momentum against her to keep rolling them so that he's back in a favourable position. ]

[motherofnemesis]

[ He is actually pretty strong, and sure she's pretty strong too but she's also a lot more out of practice than she realized with anything non-lethal. It's been years since she had any reason to use just restraint tactics in hand to hand, and she winds up back beneath him, momentum from his initial rush gone as she takes a moment to catch her breath and figure out a strategy. ]

[fe_male]

[ Well, for his part, he seems relatively surprised that that worked, lying across her like he is now, and he grabs both wrists and holds them in place. It leaves her legs pretty much free, more or less, but there's only so many things he's thinking about right now and a decent number of them are 'oh, wow, look'. ]

[motherofnemesis]

[ He is actually really very lucky in this moment that she likes him enough to curb her instinctive reaction to not being able to use her hands, but she does like him and (more importantly) trust him that much and she just pushes up against him to kiss him, a cover for wriggling a leg free for a little more leverage, arms straining against his hands. ]

[fe_male]

[ Yes he is, and someday he'll realize that. He's more startled by the kiss than anything at first, which is good enough for her leg to get free, and then he goes along with it, because hey he likes kissing her and if this turns into wrestling turns into foreplay turns into sex, he's okay with that. His arms though, they aren't really letting up. He's got leverage, size, and gravity on her at least, disregarding how equal or unequal their personal strengths happened to be. ]

[motherofnemesis]

[ She delays her plan for a little bit because actually kissing him is quite nice, even if initially just meant for a distraction and she's still pinned and can't think of any moment she's been thrilled to be pinned. No, that's not entirely true, it's just that the last time was a good twelve years ago. There's a little leverage to be gained from having one leg out from under him, though, and she's flexible enough that putting enough force behind it should get her able to slide herself partially free under his side if she can surprise him enough with the move. Even if she manages that getting her hands free is going to be another matter entirely. ]

[fe_male]

[ By the time he realizes that kissing him was like, one hundred percent for distraction's sake, it's a little late not to be surprised enough by that move that she can totally slide out a bit from underneath him. He makes an interesting, quick noise of either such surprise or his irritation-slash-indignation at being tricked so heinously, and tries to remedy the new issue as quickly as he can though. ]

[motherofnemesis]

[ Yes, it was a terrible, terrible misuse of power and she doesn't regret it at all right now because that was kind of a really hilarious noise he just made. The lack of use of her hands does make it a little bit difficult to really do something, but she's pretty flexible, and wrapping her legs around his torso is the first step to hopefully gaining the necessary leverage to getting them free. ]