Chapter Three: Combat Training

[backinthsaddle]

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.

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"I think this would be better if I had someone else here to show you... is it okay if I do the holds on you first, so you can tell what I'm doing?" He feels that would be more successful than just trying to coach her by talking, since she doesn't know how yet.

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"It's okay," she says. "It'll show me what to do when I'm in a situation, and this is a controlled environment."

[backinthsaddle.livejournal.com]

He nods. "Okay. Let me know if you want me to stop, and I will." That being said, he approaches her and touches her shoulder to steer her into turning a little. "What I'm going to show you first is a great defensive move if you can get behind your attacker." He carefully puts his arm across her collarbone, and reaches his other arm around to grab his own elbow, so that her neck is almost being 'held' in the crook of his elbow. "You use your hand to help pull back on your other arm, and the bones in your arm should press against the arteries in the neck. Hold it long enough and they'll pass out from lack of oxygen." He doesn't press more than a tiny bit though, since knocking her out would defeat the purpose. "It's really hard to get out of this hold if you do it right."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"Okay," she says, softly, hand curling around his forearm, then slipping to his elbow proper, to understand the placement of his arm a little better. "That sounds like something I'd have to be really careful about."

[backinthsaddle.livejournal.com]

He holds the position while she studies the placement of his arms, then lets go when he feels she's had a good look. "You're short enough that you might need to get your opponent on his knees first, or jump on his back. That actually might be better because you can use your whole body weight to pull back."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"I don't want to end up hurtin' anyone, even if it's on accident. I'd have to work it into a science, because cutting blood off from the brain is risky business." She turns toward him when he lets go.

[backinthsaddle.livejournal.com]

"It can be," he agrees. "But it's one of the safer ways to take someone down, and if you know what you're doing, it's one of the most harmless ways to disable somebody."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"Okay. Okay, that sounds like a very good plan," she says, looking up at him, eyes searching his face.

[backinthsaddle.livejournal.com]

"We'll practice it a lot before you'll ever have to use it on anybody, if ever," he says, trying to sound reassuring.

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"Thank you," she says, her shoulders lower and she relaxes, this doesn't feel bad at all.

[backinthsaddle.livejournal.com]

"Ready to see another?"

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"I am."

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

[backinthsaddle.livejournal.com]

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!

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

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.

[backinthsaddle.livejournal.com]

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.'

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

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?"

[backinthsaddle.livejournal.com]

Cole frowns, then his face takes a decidedly unhealthy shade of scarlet. "I am going to kill you, Liam!"

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"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.

[backinthsaddle.livejournal.com]

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."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

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."

[backinthsaddle.livejournal.com]

"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.

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

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...."

[backinthsaddle.livejournal.com]

"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."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"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."

[backinthsaddle.livejournal.com]

"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.