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 Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2014 3:05 pm
The fist collided with Newgrange, who was already too distracted with the idea that he had gone too far and really hurt her; his reaction to pain was to suck in a breath and grit his teeth, and while he stumbled back a bit, he still remained on his feet. Instinctively, his hand went to where her fist had collided with him and he seemed a bit surprised. "You…have a lot of power behind your punches he said," tenderly brushing his fingers across the area.
It had hurt, but…
He'd live. And it wasn't as bad as he thought. Newgrange had never really been in a fight, but he could tell that Machholz was skilled. "I'm glad we're not enemies," he laughed hesitantly; they might not have been on the same side, but he didn't feel like they were enemies.
"Though, I think that's enough punching for tonight, I think my body needs a little time to ah, get used to that," he laughed, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2014 2:33 pm
She mentally winced when he took another punch and bit down on her lips a bit. "I... Ah... Train quite a lot.." Machholz grinned a little and watched him rub the area tenderly before nodding. Making enemies wasn't something she liked to do, but it happened in her line of work. Honestly, the Poison Senshi would feel better if she could go about life without actually hurting anyone. Then she wouldn't need the training she went through. Alas, that bridge was burned already. "Ah, yeah. I know how that goes." She gave her own laugh and then shifted a little hesitantly, dusting herself off. "If... you want to spare again, train a bit, I can help you. Or I can at least tell you where you can go to get the same training as me. Not that you need it! But it could help."
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2014 11:58 pm
Newgrange laughed and shook his head. "Oh, you don’t have to be nice about it—I know I need it. And I'll take all the help I can get. Where did you get your training from?" he asked, at the very least curious to know who had taught her to fight—and who might have known her before her corruption. It wasn't that he wanted to be nosey, but he had his questions about corruption, about why someone could think to do that. About how it was done.
He wanted to ask Maccholz, but now hardly seemed like the proper time. Now, he was just enjoying some time with a friend—who, hopefully, he was never going to have to actually meet on the battlefield.
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2014 12:13 am
"Oh, this mixed martial arts place I found near a tattoo shop called Eight and Half. Pretty good. I mean.." She grinned a little and shrugged. "It's actually pretty great." Machholz tilted her head a little more and tapped her chin. "I forget the name of the place, but... It's like right next to Eight and Half. You find that, you'll find the place." Looking at Newgrange's face, Machholz saw some curiosity. "..So, do you have any questions?" It was left open ended so he could come to his own conclusion about what he was allowed to ask. She was willing to answer corruption questions, despite knowing how bitter sweet it was for her. It was a part of her and she was going to get asked a lot, she had a feeling. Damocles had asked, and a few others. Seemed that there wasn't too many corruptions in the Order.
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2014 12:19 am
Newgrange repeated the name of the tattoo shop, trying to ensure that he remembered to poke around and see which mixed martial arts building was around the place. "Thank you, I'll look into it."
It was as much as he could reply before looking awkward; of course he had questions, but…
"I suppose I always have questions, but you've probably been bombarded enough with my curiosity so far. I think I ought to leave before I chat your ear off—though, I would absolutely like to meet up again some time. Maybe by then I'll have had time to sort through all of…" he gestured towards his head, "This."
He smiled again, wishing it was easier to explain what exactly was going on in his head. "I think I've got a lot of things to think about and process, but I know that I've got questions. Probably questions only you can answer. If it's not too much trouble, may I bother you about them the next time we meet?"
Because, he wanted to meet up again, even if she didn't have time to answer questions. Maccholz still felt like a friend—he wanted to check up on her and make sure she was doing all right. If he could ask some questions, get some answers, in the process—all the better.
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2014 12:27 am
Ah, that caught her by surprise. Machholz gave a soft laugh and nodded. She had been asked a lot, so she would let him have that rain check. "Yep. You can ask me anything then. Promise I won't attack you." She winked at him and just looked him over once more. Oddly enough, she felt at home where she was now. It was good to know she could still have some friends over on the Order side, however. "See you, then!" With that, Machholz jumped off into the darkness, somehow bleeding into it despite her white hair. She'd wanted to tell him how to call on her if he wanted to talk about anything again, but she wasn't sure Order could use it of if it was only a Dark Mirror senshi could Ah, well. She could find him later.
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