Dec 17 23:24:07 106 PA
From Chronicles
Logfile from Rifts.
The current game time is: Sat Dec 17 23:24:07 106 PA. Location: Harry's Gym
What does one do on ones day off? What does one do with the love of ones life on their day off. Either question probably follows a set pattern for most people. But Tirzah is renowned for breaking such patterns. Thus it is that she in in her gym gear on the wrestling matt across from Sage, looking ready to pounce. "Now I'm going to run at you, nothing fancy. Its up to you to deflect me." Tirzah instructs.
It is this odd choice of activities that seems to show on Sage's expression as the woman begins to instruct on the course of events. "Deflect?" She asks, as her gaze runs over her partner's body. She does have a slight advantage in some areas, but none in the truly important ones. She may have the air of someone that needs an explanation of how she got talked into this again, but she does begin to crouch. "Not move out of the way?"
Tirzah grins, slowly circling Sage in a predatory fashion. "If you have a choice between the two deflect should be your best pick. Evasion is purely defensive, offering no opportunity for you to gain the upper hand. A deflection cand be aggressive, even cruel." Tirzah explains before rushing at Sage with her arms wide, clearly aiming to grab her about the waist.
Having instinct enough that allowing the other woman to circle is a bad idea, Sage turns to keep her partner in front of her. She's over on the wrestling mat with Tirzah. Tirzah likely looking the more confident of the two. The circling brings a thought that brings a little amusement to her features, but she doesn't seem to decide the thought fit to share for the time being. The explanation doesn't seem to impress Sage as she's not exactly one that's proficient in the art of grappling. When she's rushed at by the other woman, she doesn't seem too sure on the best way to deflect someone seemingly intent on a bear hug. She begins to move towards one side as if reverting to the dodging idea. She eyes the arm coming, but can't see how batting or grabbing it helps her. Whether she thinks about trying to push the other woman's shoulder with one hand in time or not is another matter.
Tirzah brings herself to a sudden stop before the actual grab is made and tries to hold absolutely still. "Alright Sage, consider my stance and figure where you might grab and or push onto me to redirect me int a direction more favorable." She invites, holding the awkward pose for her partner's benefit.
Leonard enters the complex with cloak over his attire to absorb most of the snow and wind. After shaking off what flakes he can, the covering is relegated to a draped lump over his arm. His steps take him towards the changing rooms in no hurry, and he takes his time glancing over the recently almost-foreign gym. It's amazing what can seem new after a little vacation. Some things remain familiar, though, such as the women facing each other on the mats. Wait... no, that's a bit new, too, even if the participants, themselves are not. His steps slow even more and shift aim some as he watches.
The other woman stopping gives Sage pause as her hand comes against the other woman's shoulder. She purses her lips as she considers the other woman's stance as she pulls back her hand. She sighs faintly before just grabbing the arm on one side and pulling the other woman past her to one side. "I'm not sure." She replies with a little irritation.
The choice made Tirzah accelerates to follow though for the successful deflection with a slight nod as she turns to face Sage. "That's not a bad choice, especially if you don't really want to hurt the person. maybe they're drunk and confused or something." She offers with an encouraging gesture. "Now I'll rush you again without slowing this time." She warns, and then rushes.
Leonard's walking finally comes to a stop near the edge of the mats as he continues to observe the lesson and spar. While there is no minimal swimwear, mud, nor oil involved, it is still both interesting and does not come with potentially fatal side-effects.
Turning around to face the other woman as the simple deflection is done, Sage giving a faint nod to the explanation. She can't help but frown a little as it appears this drill will be repeated with speed this time. "Tirzah..." She begins, before she's rushed about again. Not really wanting to do this, but not really having a choice in the matter. She figures she'll have to do a little better than her previous. She picks out the same arm once more, this time she pushes the arm down as she intends to throw Tirzah harder. Knowing she's not likely to be able to dead throw the other woman, she turns before trying to throw the arm over her shoulder. "Happy?" She mutters, without really paying close attention to what happens.
The throw does take Tirzah of blance for a second, causing her to careen for a few steps to recover. "Getting happier. Are you frustrated at me for insisting on this or at yourself for not knowing what to do?" She asks in a kind of taunt before charging at Sage in the same manner again.
Leonard could interrupt or comment, but he doesn't. He could go and change and climb on a treadmill for a few simulated miles, like he planned, but he doesn't do that, yet, either. Tirzah taunting is hardly anything new, although Sage's physicality and possibly growing ire could be. Then again, it wouldn't really surprise him all that much, since it /is/ Tirzah doing the taunting.
There's a mild satisfaction as the other woman nearly stumbles to the ground on Sage's face, but its short-lived as the other seems to just taunt her despite some improvement. She's about to answer the question when she notices the other woman charging yet again. A soft growl comes at the action. It seems that Sage is intent on throwing the other woman past her once more... until her foot shoots out mid-way through the throw. Perhaps a trip will be enough to discourage the other woman from trying this again.
The trip catches Tirzah to send her tumbling into a summersault and she comes out giggling. "Not bad, not bad. Someone less adept could certainly be in a world of hurt after that. But I'm not less adept, and you know it." She mockingly congratulates as she recovers before tuning to face Sage and start circling again. "Come one Sage, dont you want to show me how unnecessary this is? Dont you want to make me cringe at the though of doing this again? Show me!" She challenges boldly before charging again.
Leonard shakes his head at the mixed review from Tirzah, and he breaks his quiet observation with a comment. "Really, Tirzah, you could offer a bit more encouragement..." He's not harsh, and his words are more bemused than chiding.
Once again, any brief sense of success seems to get a little snuffed out as the other woman giggles at her efforts. Sage begins to push the thoughts of the silliness of this exercise away. Her gaze is intent on the other woman, eyes slightly narrowed. Her mind begins to churn over what she's seen so far and a tickle comes to her memory. Something she hadn't had to use very often. The comments of the man are ignored as Tirzah is intent on charging again. She's already gotten the first bit down with the earlier tests. A little savage smile, a grabbing of the arm... then her body just moves like a person remembering how to ride a bike. She executes a workable - if not overly pretty - body throw. "Rah!" She cries out as it progresses.
The throw is quite successful, sending Tirzah tumbling and rolling with little control. No more giggling as she recovers with a slight grunt and a wide smile. "There it is. That feeling right there. that's survival against all odds. But how do we bring it out immediately as opposed to the third time around?" She asks Sage calmly as she returns to her feet before turning to smirk at Leonard. "I was encouraging her. if you know a better way to get Sage to stop holding back and maybe even fight dirty, be my guest." She suggests to the man, making a sweeping gesture to the recently feral Sage.
Leonard holds up his hands to Tirzah in a gesture of defeat and rolls his shoulders. "I'm sure I could figure out something, but I think you're better at angering people than I am." He then smile to her smirk and turns it to Sage. "Besides, then you might come after me, and I think I'd much rather you were holding back. The last time I sparred here..." His words trail off for a moment. "... it didn't go so well."
While there is a gleam of satisfaction once more, it is tempered as Sage watches the other woman to make sure she's okay. A faint curl comes to her lips when she realizes her partner is alright and doesn't need her scurrying over there to apologize for something that was entirely her partner's fault. "Knowing or remembering what to do sooner could help." She replies with a small jab in her words. Before she raises a brow at the next comment and glances towards Leonard. "Ah... perhaps you should tell us about it." She says simply before turning to face Tirzah once more. "Don't you think?" She asks simply as she begins to walk with a little slyness in her posture towards Tirzah.
"Yes, we could use a good story whilst Sage tries rushing me." Tirzah welcomes before she adjusts her stance to prepare for Sage. "You've got two tries this time to wipe my self confident arrogant smirk off my face love. Then we go home for the rematch." Tirzah proposes, her red eyes flickering in their anticipation. "Oh, certainly..." Leonard smirks to them both, now, yet still lightly. "I'm certain that tales of my battered organs and broken limbs will entertain you both greatly. I think I'd rather watch the two of you vent your fond aggression, instead."
While she may have hoped to keep some of her intention hidden, Sage abandons any pretense of not being up to something as her stance becomes more predatory. She watches the other woman move as she begins to circle a little. "Do I get to set the rules for the rematch?" She asks simply, before glancing towards the man. "Start talking or I may make you the second attempt." She threatens playfully, before she turns her attention back to her current prey. She decides to see if she can lull Tirzah with appearing to charge like the other woman had with stretched out armed. Only, instead of trying to grasp around the waist, she springs at Tirzah in a tackling motion when she gets close enough.
The deception certainly catches Tirzah as she appeared to take to push Sage down under her only to find Sage pushing up in a most suitable fashion. They tumble, Tirzah carrying Sage down with her to roll with herself coming out on top. "The rules will be set by the victor." She decides with a sly smile. Though she doesn't make to get up just yet, her red eyes considering Sage to see if she'll use the second go or turn the tables right here.
Leonard quirks a brow at Sage, and then his expression sours at the further recollection. It last only a moment, though, as the pouncing upon Tirzah promptly brings him back to the present, and a slender grin abck to his features.
<< If we weren't being watched... I could fight 'dirty'... >> Sage murmurs into the other woman's mind with special emphasis on the word dirty. She glances between towards Leonard, giving a faint frown. She hopes to distract Tirzah long enough to allow for one more roll to get her on top.
Tirzah smirks, shaking her head slightly as the brings her hand towards Sage's face for three light slaps. "Pfft you're going to sell your prize over what he sees? No matter how good it was, no one would believe him anyway. So lets see it. Show me the hair pulling tooth and nail Sage. or are you, as Sebastien put it, just a delicate flower?" She poses, looking intently into her partner's eyes.
Leonard only overhears half of the conversation, but that's enough to perk a brow or three. It doesn't really sound as if they're still interested in a tale, his use as an alternate practice dummy, or even as a spectator. Maybe he should see to getting changed, or a shower, or something. Without interrupting the pair, or rubbernecking enough to collide with that weight machine (just barely), he withdraws towards the locker room.
The slaps give Sage a start as she hoped distract fails miserably, before making a distasteful face at the other woman. She gives an expressive sigh as she brings her hands up to slip behind the other's neck. She almost seems submissive, "Fine..." She replies, "you may need healing later..." She says before surging into motion. She uses her hands to try to force the other's head into a head butt while she positions her head to best effect without trying to hurt Tirzah too much. Then, hoping the stun will be enough for her hand slip down a hand down to savage one of the other woman's breats with her hand. Then, with the pain likely to ensue, she tries to force her body to roll over and get the upper hand. Her gaze challenging afterward.
The head butt rings with a solid knock, ironically like knocking on a melon. Tirzah blinks, trying to clear the stars from her vision but before she can manage said vision is blinded by the white hot pain of her nipple being pinched and twisted very violently. Howling in pain Tirzah recoils, doing most of the work of the turn over for Sage. "OWIE OW OW OW OW I SAID ALREADY! YOU WIN!" She pleads. The current game time is: Sun Dec 18 02:56:39 106 PA.
Sage isn't cruel enough to prolong her partner's agony as she realizes upon capitulation. A quick apologetic kiss is given in case there should be a moment of ill-feelings. "Sorry." She murmurs softly, before getting up and off her partner. She stalks towards the change room, not feeling particularly like gloating about her victory.
Leonard is nearly to the changing room when he hears, of all things, Tirzah yelping in pain... and conceding? That's more than enough for a pause and another glance back, not that he can make out anything through the intervening equipment and patrons. Damnit. Whatever enigmatic technique was required to cause such a warping of reality is lost to him. He really could have used that sometime, too. A sigh, and he now heads to change.
Before Sage can get too far ahead Tirzah runs to catch up and embrace her. Not too tightly though, her nipple still sensitive. "Thank you." She bids softly, before releasing to follow Sage to the showers.
