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Lillian sighed. Fighting. She had enough of that growing up with her brother. She learned quickly how to put him in a headlock long enough to shut him up. Still, this was going to be different. Her eyes fixated on their instructor as names were called out, waiting for the inevitable. She was going to be paired with someone she didn't know or didn't like. Either way, she could slowly hear her father in the back of her head telling her that friends were a good thing. Friends were something she needed in life. Books are not friends. How would she make friends here? Punching them? Her thought stopped, hearing her name finally being called. Macbay.. wasn't she also in Falke? She watched the green-eyed girl, hesitantly, making her way towards her. She paused, wondering if her serious face was killing people again.

"I.. yes." She paused. "I'm Lillian. By that fact you should know my last name is Carter, too. You can call me by whichever name you would like." She frowned slightly, hearing that the other wasn't that experienced fighting. Not that Lillian was a fighter.. she just knew how to throw a punch to discourage bullies, siblings, and other annoying subjects. "Well, if it would make you feel more comfortable, you could go first. Throw what you've got, I won't judge. I'll just do my best to block until you are comfortable?"

Alec grinned at her stammered bolstering; he felt a surge of eagerness to begin their practice match. "Yeah right! I won't go down without a fight." He nodded to her, rolling his shoulders in anticipation of what was to come. As the blue haired girl charged forward he didn't give it enough time, nor seriousness it deserved. The shaggy red haired male tried to block his face, but wasn't expecting her feigned punch. The move was actually skilled by his accounts, causing him to in fact cringe when she came at him.

He could feel his body wanting to tense, the delay in his response left himself wide open for Zinnia suddenly her fist collided with his stomach. In a rush of air he gasped in surprise. As the air was rushed out of his lungs he remembered to keep breathing instead of tensing up, "Damn, you hit pretty hard." Alec was glad even if the punch had been uncomfortable, a good opponent was never something he'd turn down. Striking quickly with a well-placed kick to get her off him he tried to see if he could throw her off. While the aim was good, it lacked the exact speed and intensity of her initial blow. None the less he gave it everything he had, if she would not go easy on him, Alec would not either.

(( why not i'll join you on this rolling business for the heck of it/rp flavor sure thats a cute idea actually Rene do you mind if i totes copy you :B <3 lol


Note; Anyone seeing this/reading these posts may also use these mechanics should they choose, it however will not be a requirement and is just for fun!

1: Alec trips over himself and goes down.
2-3: Alec doesn't manage to land his bull, pulled the hit at the last moment/wimped out.
4-6: Alec manages to score a hit. Zin is able to counter-attack (if she chooses)
7-9: Alec manages to score a hit. Zin is able to counter-attack (if she chooses)
10: Alec is on point, and scores a rather well placed blow. ))

Mehtab knew that the mandatory courses were well, mandatory, that however did not incline him to attend. Sure, he might learn something, but he'd rather have just skipped everything and gone right to the titans. At least then he'd have a fast death.

It was a morbid line of thought, one he chalked up to having not eaten that morning, (instead he'd waited and had to grab for scraps later on).

Sighing, rubbing his wrist as he listened, watched, and ultimately, got bored. Paired up, he still was reluctant to do anything. Even when his partner was a girl. "Hassan." He said, correcting her before realizing that he'd more or less, had that name revoked. "..er- yeah. Mehtab." She was a lot more into this than he was.

"...." He shrugged. "No ground rules- nothing? Just go for it?" Did she really want to dive into fighting just like that?"

This was not something that Rennati wanted to do. It wasn't because she was worried about hurting someone, since there was fat chance of that, but rather making a fool of herself. Had she been paired with someone like Larisa or someone she knew, it might not have been so bad. Her nervousness started going away, however, once Axel had started saying they were in Falke together and gave her a lopsided smile she actually felt comforted by.

"Oh! We are in Falke together. I recognize you now. I...I'm sorry you got paired up with me..." Her toe played in the dirt as she looked away from her sparing partner. That is until he asked her if she wanted to go first. Ren wanted to say no. She wanted to say she'd just watch. But that wasn't acceptable. Maybe...just maybe...if she went first and showed how terrible she was, he'd take it easy on her. He seemed nice enough.
At first, she just nodded, she was so afraid she almost couldn't speak. "I'll go first...thank you." She tried getting into the pose the teacher had taught them, but anyone could tell it was all wrong. She took a deep breath and swung her right fist at him, very poorly, though. All Ren managed to do was throw herself off balance and she felt herself falling. It wasn't that that made her start freaking out. It was the fact that she was falling towards Axel. Her hands flopped around as she tried to change her course as things seemed to be going in slow motion for her. This was bad, really bad.


((Teehee sorry I couldn't help myself. You can have her fall on Axel and have them both fall to the ground, catch her, push her away so she doesn't fall on him, counter attack, whatever you want. ^.^))

A sigh of relief at the notion that the other actually had some experience. He grinned only slightly, considering that this match might actually be a bit fun. At least he was hoping it would be.

Waiting for the other, Lip attentively watched the others footing. Seeing him launch at him, he quickly analyzed his stance shift. He took the first hit, keeping on his toes as he blocked the heavier hit. It would have nailed him right in the jaw... He took a deep breath as he quickly shifted to trip the other in hopes that he wouldn't expect that. He hoped tripping wasn't considered dirty fighting here.... especially since he considered it to be quite useful... after all, he didn't really want to hurt the other... This was sparring not an actual fight.

Lip immediately noticed that his trip wasn't fast enough, attempting to block the kick and failing. Trying to shift back to his feet so he wasn't as vulnerable, blocking too late to avoid another hit. He quickly backed off a bit to gather himself, taking a deep and calming breath. He took a short moment to take in his opponents stance to see what he'd do next.

The auburn haired boy shifted forward aiming at Shun's jaw with his weak side as a distraction as he went in for a punch to the others torso with his stronger side.

Shun was still watching his opponent carefully, even after his punch made contact. He saw him coming in for a retaliating strike and leaned away to avoid getting hit. The followup punch came too fast for him to dodge completely, so he quickly moved his arm from one side to the other, blocking the blow out of the way.

From there, he shifted in closer while attempting to strike the boy in the chest with his elbow.