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Post by SaldusSapnai on Sept 30, 2010 20:58:54 GMT -5
Toris gave a sigh of quiet relief, thankful that he had not injured his new cook. He smiled up, chuckling lightly at her compliment, and nodded. “Aciu. You definitely caught me by surprise with that last one, though.” Coming to a stand, the Lithuanian shifts his feet, raising his arms with a grin. “Want to see if you can do it again?”
He charged forward, feinting a cross-strike and striking under with an open palm to the stomach, hitting a tad softer than usual in recognition of her bruised sternum. He follows up by raising his arm, landing a light back-hand tap on the flat of her jaw. The position leaves his body at a slight angle, and if the Mexican is swift enough, she’ll be able to follow the momentum of the strike and slip behind him.
If she doesn’t, Toris was ready to hook his ankle behind one of hers and knock the floor out from under her.
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Post by Maria Estrella on Oct 5, 2010 16:51:27 GMT -5
Inwardly, Maria cried 'NO' at his question, but grinned all the same. Suplex, suplex. It had been fun when she had first learned it and it was always a laugh when she managed to best her brothers with it. They claimed the only reason she did it so well was because girls were more flexible. The truth was, she practiced. She stepped back slightly at the open handed strike to her stomach, but still felt it. Not as much as she felt the hand to her face though.
But that was it! The opening she needed. She grinned and shifted her body to stand behind his and gripped tightly around his midsection, almost like she was hugging him.
When she looked back on it, maybe she heard the door open, and maybe she should have turned to look and see who was there. She would kick herself later for not realizing someone else was in the room until it was too late.
Maria pulled upward as she bent her body back, easily lifting Toris up and off the ground. She let gravity do the rest of the work but something, more precisely someone, stopped the move from finishing like it was supposed to.
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Ivan Braginski
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All I want is the warmth...and people force me to punish them...
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Post by Ivan Braginski on Oct 12, 2010 17:21:22 GMT -5
Ivan had been searching for his errant first mate most of the morning, and all morning he had failed to produce results. After a stretch and a brief limbering workout in the coldest and most isolated part of the ship he could find he had set out to look for him. After several hours, FINALLY a member of the crew had spotted his stormy features and hesitantly offered a clue.
So here he was, in some out of the way corner nearer to the engines where it was far warmer. He had best not be napping! Ivan opened the door and stepped through, before jolting as the aforementioned Lithuanian was bodily slammed upside down into him. His arms immediately locked around Toris, flipping him over his shoulder while a foot lashed out, kicking Maria's shoulder without thinking.
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