Would you like to accompany me in perhaps a friendly spar? Even I must continue to practice so that I do not grow rusty. I promise I won't go too hard on you. You seem like a very capable fighter from what I've seen.
Otherwise I was probably just going to enjoy tea time. Company would be nice for either or.
[Is great, yes. Granted, he's how many light years from home and she
is a beautiful space princess and he is... good and fighting and flying and
not at talking.]
[Allura is waiting for Keith at the training deck. She's changed into her body suit and she has her hair tied up. It would get in the way if she were to keep it down, after all.
[Keith pauses outside of the training deck door, taking a few deep
breaths. He doesn't want to admit to himself just how flustered and-- okay,
desperate-- he sounded in his texts, but Allura just seems to do that to
him.
But sparring is something he can focus on, so he hits the control
that slides the doors open and he enters, trying not to notice the way the
Princess looks in her uniform.]
I can see that. [He can feel his focus returning to him and clearing up. Keith is slipping into the zone, his awkward, poor excuse for flirting temporarily forgotten in the heat of combat, even if it was just practice.]
Be careful of getting too fancy, [he warns her] Don't want to be caught off-balance. [Keith lunges at her, twisting left as a feint before striking from the right.]
[She laughs a little and manages to block his attack before she tries to aim a kick to his left.] For some reason, I feel like you're the last person I should be hearing that from.
[Not that he's always particularly flashy or anything, but he does plenty of things he shouldn't do.]
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Absolutely. Yes. I would very much like to do anything you need me or wold like me to do. Yeah.
[Smooth.]
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Would you like to accompany me in perhaps a friendly spar?
Even I must continue to practice so that I do not grow rusty.
I promise I won't go too hard on you.
You seem like a very capable fighter from what I've seen.
Otherwise I was probably just going to enjoy tea time.
Company would be nice for either or.
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[Is great, yes. Granted, he's how many light years from home and she is a beautiful space princess and he is... good and fighting and flying and not at talking.]
Actually, sparring sounds fun.
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I haven't verily sparred in a bit, so the practice will do me some good.
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I assure you that I'll be able to hold my own fine.
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She's mostly just stretching as she waits.]
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[Keith pauses outside of the training deck door, taking a few deep breaths. He doesn't want to admit to himself just how flustered and-- okay, desperate-- he sounded in his texts, but Allura just seems to do that to him.
But sparring is something he can focus on, so he hits the control that slides the doors open and he enters, trying not to notice the way the Princess looks in her uniform.]
Ready to work?
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Please, Keith. She's worn this plenty enough.]
Of course! I thought it would be best if we just did hand-to-hand and no weapons to warm up. Maybe we can practice with weaponry if we go for awhile.
Sorry for the delay. Work/RL stuff.
[And he has to focus every time she does wear it, not to mention being glad that his own uniform helps things not be quite so obvious.]
Sounds good.
[This he can focus on. Keith lowers into a guard stance and gestures at Allura.] Okay, Princess. Come at me. Show me what you've got.
Take your time buddy!
She smiles and bows at the other. Her expression quickly turns more serious before she's running at Keith and starts with a roundhouse kick at him.]
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[He does indeed, poor dope. But at least once the action starts, his instincts kick in and his mind becomes free to focus on other things.
Keith blocks her kick, then pivots, sweeping his own leg in the direction of Allura's supporting one.] Not bad.
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She's already coming back towards Keith once she's sure her footing is firm.] I, too, have used the training deck of this castle.
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Be careful of getting too fancy, [he warns her] Don't want to be caught off-balance. [Keith lunges at her, twisting left as a feint before striking from the right.]
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[Not that he's always particularly flashy or anything, but he does plenty of things he shouldn't do.]
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Jeez, training with you makes me sore.
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Are you sure it was the training?
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Though the rest of the night on the mats didn't *feel* like training. :)
Sorry for the delay. RL has been stupid. :(
omg no worries!
You're really hot when you're fighting.
:)
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I think.
Maybe you should come over and remind me.
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I think your face first. I love feeling your lips and the vibrations from the noises you make on me.