Giovanna M. Bennet (burnwithlight) wrote,
@ 2011-05-09 12:22:00

Practice
Giovanna showed up at the room they'd arranged for Sengai. She'd leant him some recordings of news footage that helped illustrate key points in the mutant-human situation -- showing mutant monsters like the False God as well as the ignorant human mobs. Andrew wanted even-handedness; she could do even-handedness. She knocked.

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burnwithlight
2011-05-09 04:32 pm UTC (link)

She laughs, "Well, yes, but I mean how he taught me. Of course he showed me how to concentrate all the psionic energy into shields when I first started manifesting, but they're very difficult to maintain perfectly, and ingrain that kind of imposing mental structure as a habit. So we worked on it every morning during sword practice. He kept coming at me physically, and he kept coming at me psychically. I had to constantly keep at it until the concentration became subconscious instead of a struggle. I think sparring's a good opportunity to engrain new habits."

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	whoholdsthewhip 2011-05-09 04:39 pm UTC (link)
	"My father thinks much the same. That was what we did until it was discovered my abilites were significantly different than his." Sengai had fully regained his breath and stood up straight. "Is that what you wish to do here? I would be up for it, though admittantingly I know little of swordplay." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	burnwithlight 2011-05-09 04:41 pm UTC (link)
	"I'm fine with hand-to-hand if you prefer. What's a normal sparring workout for you?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	whoholdsthewhip 2011-05-09 04:46 pm UTC (link)
	"Hand-to-hand was the normal state of practice, though my father did make it a point to teach me how to use his preferred weapon. He regretted not being able to show me more diverse styles." Sengai's voise was almost shy. "Well he never said so out loud, but I believe he felt so." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

burnwithlight
2011-05-09 04:55 pm UTC (link)

"Most men want to do right by their sons' education." Even psychotic traitors. See how she didn't say that out loud? She's being so good today!

Eventually, Gio stands up and stretches a little. "All right. The immediate goal will be hand-to-hand sparring while avoiding your abilities as much as possible. If too much builds up, we can simply, as the Americans say, 'time out' so you can sublimate it. Ready?"

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	whoholdsthewhip 2011-05-09 05:04 pm UTC (link)
	Sengai fluids moves into a battle stance. The man may know little about the world, but he did know battle. "Yes." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	burnwithlight 2011-05-09 05:08 pm UTC (link)
	And soon she's coming in close for the attack, stepping at an angle to strike from his side and go for his arm. Gio was younger, and slightly less specialized, but she was still good enough to play bodyguard for the heir of a Head of State. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	whoholdsthewhip 2011-05-09 05:14 pm UTC (link)
	Sengai spins in order to get his arm out of range, bringing his knee up in an attempt to hit her midsection. His eyes flicker at her proximity, but so far so good. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	burnwithlight 2011-05-09 05:28 pm UTC (link)
	She barely avoids it, turning like a dancer herself to get behind him enough to strike at his lower back. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	whoholdsthewhip 2011-05-09 05:34 pm UTC (link)
	Sengai doesn't have Giovanna's speed as even as turns to avoit the blow, it grazes him. The blow is not too painful, but enough to hurt. He keeps up his momentum by bending his knees down and extending his left leg in a sweep kick aimed at Giovanna's legs. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	burnwithlight 2011-05-09 05:37 pm UTC (link)
	Gio scrambles back toward the wall, the glow slowly building her eyes as well. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	whoholdsthewhip 2011-05-09 05:45 pm UTC (link)
	Sengai casts off the sah, there's no need for pretenses here. His eyes so far were mild in intensity. A small smirk beginning to form on his face. This was fun. He sped forward launching into a series of punches aimed at her arms. Giovanna may notice a reluctance to aim for her face. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	burnwithlight 2011-05-09 05:51 pm UTC (link)
	She takes one blow to the arm, avoids the others. Through teeth clenched in discomfort, she mutters as she continues to dodge, "I've taken black eyes from a man before and survived, Sengai. Well, no. I took them from a grown male that walked on two legs. He was no man. But the point remains." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

whoholdsthewhip
2011-05-09 05:58 pm UTC (link)

As he strikes he considers the idea. It wasn't just beacuse of the possible retaliation. He'd never fought a woman before. Even his father, at his angriest, would never strike his mother. As such he was unaccustomed to the idea of striking a woman. Still, he didn't want to insult her pride as a warrior. With reluctance, which slowed the blows a little, he began to integrate punches toward her face.

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	burnwithlight 2011-05-09 06:02 pm UTC (link)
	And Giovanna's able, therefore to catch one of his fists in her hands. She tries to keep the flickering bioelectricity out of her fingertips as much as possible as she tries to twist his arm and force him to turn, but there's a little of it nevertheless, and her own eyes are glowing like crazy. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	whoholdsthewhip 2011-05-09 06:11 pm UTC (link)
	With the increse in proximity, not to mmention her own power output, his own eyes increased in intensity. Her energy seemed to almost leap into his hand. He mentally tried to force it back, the blue energy halting midway up his arm. At the same time he brought his leg ut at her arm joint in an effort to dislodge his fist from her grip. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	burnwithlight 2011-05-09 06:13 pm UTC (link)
	As a dislocated arm would really put a damper on her work, she releases him as he connects "How's it feeling?" she asks as she repositions and goes to kick at the leg his weight is on. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	whoholdsthewhip 2011-05-09 06:22 pm UTC (link)
	She's quick, the blow hits. So instead of doging, as he goes down he rolls with itand goes for a battering-ram like tackle. The energy is past his elbow, but it's proceeding no further. "I'm managing for the moment." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	burnwithlight 2011-05-09 06:26 pm UTC (link)
	"Good job on that." And she starts to go down with a 'Whumph,' but it's more of a 'Whu-' as she teleports to the other side of him. She still goes down, but it's on top of him, pinning him down. "I'm impressed." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	whoholdsthewhip 2011-05-09 06:33 pm UTC (link)
	Sengai makes it a point NOT to notice the woman on top of him. Another new experience he was not familiar with. He turned his head to the side so as not to notice antything too..stimulating. "Thank you. You were trained well yourself." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	burnwithlight 2011-05-09 06:38 pm UTC (link)
	"Thank you." And she scrambles up. She's used enough to training with boys, but that's no reason to stay on top of one. "You were dealing with a lot of energy there." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	whoholdsthewhip 2011-05-09 06:41 pm UTC (link)
	"Yes, more than I'm usually accustomed to." He lifts his hand, concentrates, and forces the blue energy down his arm and into his hand. The energy forms outward into the shape of a small ball. He tosses the ball into the air and catches it in his hand, similar to a game he'd played as a child. "I'd be lying if I said my head wasn't killing me however." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	burnwithlight 2011-05-09 06:45 pm UTC (link)
	"Of course." She fixes a couple of cups of water at the cooler, takes one and hands him one. "But more exposure to a variety of energy, and it could get easier. Here's hoping, anyway." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

whoholdsthewhip
2011-05-09 06:51 pm UTC (link)

With no more energy to fuel it the ball disintegrates. Sengai picks up his sash, but doesn't put back on, he's too sweaty for that. He simply lays it across his shoulders.

"Thank you," he says as he takes the water and has a drink. With his throat no longer dry, he speaks. "One can wish."

Sengai is silent for a time before resuming. "I appreciate you and Mr. Summers taking me in and helping me. My father..it hurt his pride knowing he couldn't help me. It wasn't easy for him to send me here."

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	burnwithlight 2011-05-09 06:57 pm UTC (link)
	And once more, Giovanna hides well her opinion of what Suvik Senyaka can do with his pride, after what he's done. She knows well that it's not helpful to mention that someone's father is a madman. "Well, we're going to make sure you get as much help as reasonably possible." Pause. "What does your mother think?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)