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Cole Dover ([personal profile] backinthsaddle) wrote2012-01-23 08:10 pm

Chapter Three: Combat Training

Cole's managed to get signed up, last minute, for one of the self-defense courses at his college to use as a refresher, and to learn some new techniques. But for now, he plans to start passing along what he already knows, so long as he can figure out the best way to be a teacher.

He has the workout room outfitted with floor mats and cleared of machines so there's enough room to spar without tripping over or falling into things, and he has handwraps in case things stray into boxing type territory. But he's going to see what she seems more comfortable with first, then go from there.

[identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com 2012-01-28 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Thank you," she says, her shoulders lower and she relaxes, this doesn't feel bad at all.

idk anything about grappling beyond that so let's just handwave it >.>

[identity profile] backinthsaddle.livejournal.com 2012-01-28 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
His own grappling skills are slightly rusty, but he remembers enough to show her a wide range of ways to tangle with someone close-range, from all sorts of angles. Arm-twists, headlocks, the works.

Okey!

[identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com 2012-01-28 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
Then, it's grappling on the ground, learning to get someone off of her, away from her, learning to disable someone when she's pinned, and then the door creaks open, and then Liam peeks in on them looking vaguely entwined and closes the door again.

[identity profile] backinthsaddle.livejournal.com 2012-01-28 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
Cole barely glances up at the sound, just enough to see that it's his brother and not someone breaking into the apartment of something, before turning his attention back to his 'student.'

[identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com 2012-01-28 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
Then Liam walks in again, and tosses something round and in a square wrapper on the floor next to them, and walks out again. Victor turns her head to the side. "What's... that?"

[identity profile] backinthsaddle.livejournal.com 2012-01-28 05:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Cole frowns, then his face takes a decidedly unhealthy shade of scarlet. "I am going to kill you, Liam!"

[identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com 2012-01-28 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm too young and pretty to be an uncle," Liam says, voice a rumble underneath the laughter.

Vic flushes heavily, looks up at Cole who is rather on top of her.

[identity profile] backinthsaddle.livejournal.com 2012-01-28 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
He gets off her immediately, grabbing the offending item between his fingertips, like he's holding a dead rat. And immediately goes to throw it back at his brother. "Funny."

[identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com 2012-01-28 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Liam dodges out of the way and closes the door behind him, saying, voice muffled by the door, "Don't let me interrupt you. That looked hot."

Both of Victor's hands go over her face where her skin is blazing pink. "Oh my God I'm gonna die."

[identity profile] backinthsaddle.livejournal.com 2012-01-28 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're a total jerk!" Cole shouts through the door, and a huge part of him is afraid to turn and look at Victor after this.

[identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com 2012-01-28 09:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Liam just shrugs and goes into the kitchen, with a smile on his face, a spring in his step, and a song in his heart.

Victor is upset. Rather very. Because she thinks that Liam thinks that they really were... doing... you know what she thinks he thinks that they were doing. "He must think-- that, oh gosh, he thinks we were...."

[identity profile] backinthsaddle.livejournal.com 2012-01-28 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, he's just a thoughtless jerk," he assures her, and for this moment at least, he half-wishes he had the power to strike his brother dead. His own face is still very, very red as he turns to her. "I'm so sorry, I didn't even realize he'd come home already."

[identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com 2012-01-28 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"Are you sure?" she says, voice strangled and small and she's still covering her face and she sounds like she might cry. "He must think I'm a... a... um."

[identity profile] backinthsaddle.livejournal.com 2012-01-28 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Positive. He's been like this for years, always trying to embarrass me." He doesn't know whether to hug her or what, especially not after that.

[identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com 2012-01-28 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"Gosh," she says, and she sniffles, and she can't really get angry at Liam since he saved her life and all, but she's upset at the thought that he might think she's a whore. She's not mad, she's just ashamed, which is worse.

[identity profile] backinthsaddle.livejournal.com 2012-01-28 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Cole wants to go read his brother the riot act over this, but he doesn't want to leave her alone either. "My brother is a terrible person."

[identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com 2012-01-29 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
"No, no... he's a good man. He's done right by me, I just... he must think I'm so awful."

[identity profile] backinthsaddle.livejournal.com 2012-01-29 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
"No, I promise you, he doesn't. He knows exactly what we were doing, and that was not it."

[identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com 2012-01-29 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
She chews down on the inside of her cheek, and she nods, and she slowly, carefully, uses her hands to push herself up into sitting. "Okay," she says, quietly, wiping her eyes with trembling fingers.

[identity profile] backinthsaddle.livejournal.com 2012-01-29 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
He's not sure what to do, whether he should get her a tissue, or just a hug, or what. "Maybe we should call it a day?"

[identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com 2012-01-29 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm okay," she says, taking a deep breath that she feels all the way in her diaphragm, filling her up. "I'm alright."

[identity profile] victormakesart.livejournal.com 2012-01-29 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
She stands, steps toward him, and gives him a hug to prove it.