4117/Sparring with Shadowlite; what could go wrong

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Sparring with Shadowlite; what could go wrong
Date of Scene: 23 March 2018
Location: Unknown
Synopsis: Summary needed
Cast of Characters: Shadowlite, Redstar




Shadowlite has posed:
When the request came from Vicky for sparring and practice, one Michael Hasvrac was not thrilled. She was being trained by ARES, the god of dickery, of all people... and he was not very fond of the potential results of that; a fact that Michael has not hidden. He's been against going to Ares from the start, but he's not about to tell her to stop when the God himself would ruin his condo if he so much as blinked at him wrong. Ares has, in fact, threatened him once already, during the Daxamite cruiser incident. Another thing he's not hidden from Vicky.

Nonetheless, he did relent.

It's after hours in this part of the world. It's a well equipped Gym.... somewhere or other. Michaels Darkforce dimension portals aren't exactly very good about where they go. Michael might be able to be precise about them, but passengers are /not/ privy to his destinations unless he wants them to be.

The Gym itself is well maintained, with top of the line equipment all around the main ring. Michael himself is wearing tights for once. A sleeveless shirt and exercise shorts. By the time Vicky is out of the portal behind him, the lights of the place are on... and no ones home. Looks like after hours. "Welcome, to one of my favorite training places. I have security on a loop tonight, so no need to worry about being caught."

Redstar has posed:
Bad decisions are something Vicky is working on, but Ares was one she had realized quickly was a real bad one. But like Shadowlite she knew that telling him know would net one of two results, likely. And she had no idea how to tell which would happen. Okay, potentially three results and only one of them was positive. So she had played it careful and the god had seemed to lose some of his fascination with her.

Now she steps out of the portal, used to travelling through them by now, and begins to look the place around. "Nice," She says absently as she turns to get a better view of the place as she walks. "Did you have some ideas?" She asks even as she casts a glance towards the obvious cameras. There is consideration and for a moment mist begins to coalesce around one hand. Like it does when she brings a globe of frost to be, but it stops before it forms.

Dressed for sparring, as best she can anyway, in the old black unitard. It works for what they plan to do tonight after all. As she finishes her surveying of it she turns back to Michael and smiles faintly. "You look good in tights," She adds with a little smile full of mischief. She will likely pay for that later.

Shadowlite has posed:
"I was just going to see what you knew first. I've trained in Arnis and Karate to be near black belt status with those, but I don't know anything about what you've done." Michael shrugs a bit, before he heads for the ring. Then, he stops and looks back to Vicky when she mentions him looking good in tights. "Good thing I wear these during exercising, then." Michael quips back, before he steps into the ring itself.

Once inside, a hand reaches out and a Darkforce tentacle 'sprouts' from his hand to grab some sparring equipment from a rack, and he pulls it over and to one side of the ring. Then, he goes into the center, and reaches out with both arms... willing a training station with wooden properties into existence in front of himself, black mist emitting from them. A moment later, and he steps back, gesturing to it. "Go wild on it. It has the properties of wood to it, so we can get a solid baseline."

Redstar has posed:
Vicky grins cheekily at Michael as she just sort of jumps and clears the ring without any fuss. At least she is slowly getting the hang of control. She hasn't broken any dishes in awhile at least or had cans of soda explode on her. Mon-el was good for making her realize fine control was important right off anyway. Now was about learning to vary that incredible strength when stressed and fighting. Not easy.

"Okay..." Vicky says with a vaguely raised brow. The month and some with Ares have made a distinct impact for sure. She is able to go from standing relaxed to moving in a blink. The round kick taking off the top foot of the darkforce wood easily. It is followed up, her body moving smoothly to keep momentum, by her wings flaring out horizontally. They smash into it at shoulder level, sending another chunk likely dissapating to nothing. And when she comes around again it is with a reverse punch for the last bit. Which shatters from the force. It's...impressive for sure. And when she stands there is no beaming smile just a curious gaze on Michael for his assessment. One thing she has gotten used to is a lack of compliments when training with Ares. So she doesn't even look pleased with what she did, just waiting judgement.

Shadowlite has posed:
"That's one way to handle it." Michael smirks as he reaches out his right hand, black mist emitting from it, and the station 'rebuilds' itself. "Well, that was impressive. Now let's see if you can do that without actually breaking it, shall we?" Michael finishes the rebuild, and crosses his arms. "You're doing well, considering it's only been a month."

Redstar has posed:
"Well...when I was a kid before shit went to hell I took regular Kenpo classes. So there was a foundation to build on," Vicky admits with a little smile. Just because she wasn't expecting praise doesn't mean it doesn't feel good.

"Ahhh...hit it and -not- destroy it...right," The young woman looks much less confident about -that- part. But she licks her lips and begins with what are -clearly- the barest little taps. Oh sure, her technique is great. But control isn't exactly what the God of War has been teaching her. After all, why restrain yourself in war and bloodshed? A jar, a knee, a backhand, elbows. It is much slower at first but as her blows get harder she begins to fall into a much smoother rhythm.

*CRACK* "Fuck," Vicky stops as she doesn't quite punch the thing in half, but it should not be leaning like that. "And -this- is why I've been pestering you." She shoots him a look and a smile.

Shadowlite has posed:
"Why's that?" Michael asks, innocent as can be. "So I can be your personal training dummy?" Michael quips, before he goes to the side, and 'repairs' the dummy again. The Darkforce broken winks out of existence behind the dimensional barrier, and a new 'arm' builds out of thin air. Good as new. "Again."

Redstar has posed:
Vicky glances at him in surprise, "I'm not hitting you! Well...yet. No. I need to learn control. You're one of the most controlled people I know...well...usually," She grins to herself as she returns her gaze to the structure. "I mean," A kick that shakes it but doesn't break it, "What good am I," A punch that makes it groan, "If I can't control," A backhand and then an elbow which makes a crunching sound. It isn't 'broken' but there is a small dent. There is another curse, "Control it then it isn't much good."

Shadowlite has posed:
"There's merit to losing control, sometimes. I just haven't found a reason to go over the edge and give that control to Lostie." Michael notes, before he shrugs and the dent repairs itself. "I can think of a few scenarios where it's a good idea... but right now? I've got a good thing going."

Then, he's moving behind Vicky, "Hold still." Hands come up and adjust her positioning. Footwork and stance are widened just a bit, "You're putting too much emphasis on forward momentum. You need to remember the whole package. It's not about the attack, it's about controlling where the attack lands, and being able to restrain yourself if you're going into a feint."

Redstar has posed:
Vicky pauses and pulls the punch she was readying back. Her eyes follows his adjustments and then go to his face. "Yeah I don't think I want to see your control gone either. Can you imagine the horror it and Starr would wreak?" The girls shudders and turns back to the fighting post. Once more she begins to move, but slow and more careful, taking his words to heart.

The demon had been there quiet and listening. Not bored but busy considering her own plans for the future. So when her name is brought up her attention falls into their conversation. A dark rumble of eagerness in the back of Vicky's mind.Oh...well now. That -could- be fun.~ The entire post explodes with the next punch.