Private Pulling Punches

[Lilanna Kelamvor]

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PULLING PUNCHES ​

Tags: Corin Autem​

Equipment: Lilanna's Lightsaber, Lady of Steel's Leg Implant.​

Location: Bakura, Training Facility​

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Lilanna flexed with her new leg, watching the cybernetic appendage mimic the movements, and feeling increasingly unsettled at this revelation. It was scary what technology could do. Even scarier was how real it look. She stopped, her hand moving to lightly pinch at the skin above her knee. The sensation felt real as well.​

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She frowned.​

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While it was nice being able to move once more, she wasn't sure how well she could adjust to the new limb. Having cast off her armor, she supposed to anyone else visiting this place that she was merely an Ultranaut recuit; the programs T-shirt and shorts that she wore being the decoy to keep curiosity at bay. Truth be told, she was surprised these still fit her. She hadn't donned them in almost a year. Tapping into the force, she could still connect with the appendage via technometry, but it concerned her as to how one might exploit it to their own ends. Had she gained yet another vulnerability?​

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Only time would tell.​

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She moved towards the punching bag she had set up moments ago, and got into her combat stance. Taking a breath, she let the muscle memory take the position, feeling the training from her time in service take hold, and then throw out a hefty kick to the center mass of the bag. Perhaps it was the force at work, or just a poor quality bag, but she managed to knock it back half a meter; feeling the sensation of the bags rough texture against the side of her leg. Inspite of that however, as her leg set down, she felt a flush of pain wash over her; focused at the stump of her knee and sweeping up to her hip. It felt like she had taken a gravity hammer to the pelvis.​

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Grimacing, she held the injury, and sighed. Wondering if it was just a phantom pain, or feedback from her body adjusting to the new implant.​

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One way or another, she'd just have to get past it. She survived a grenade to the face, what was losing one lousy leg going to do?​

 

[Corin Autem]

Location: Training Facility, Bakura
Tags: Lilanna Kelamvor

Corin had always believed it prudent to train. As a second- and first lieutenant, most of her free time had been spent in gymnasiums such as this. When she'd been awarded her captaincy, that had changed somewhat. More duties meant less free time. Not that it mattered much. The Tenth was one of the Empire's veteran regiments; they saw more battle than most, and, as such, Cor had had an easy time maintaining the level of fitness expected of her. The skills she had learnt as a fresh-faced recruit were still as sharp as they had been when she'd first learnt them. The muscle she'd put on in that time had stayed, too.

Still, it paid to keep oneself from slipping.

Joining Lilanna in the gym alongside two-dozen or so Ultranauts, Cor had begun her workout as she always did. With stretching. If you were going to subject your body to physical stress, it helped to be limber. Since then, things had proceeded as she'd expected them to; she had worked on her cardio, and hit the weight machines for good measure. During that time, some of the other Ultranauts had taken to full-contact sparring, having set up a makeshift ring using a number of mats and ropes. Corin had been tempted to join them at first, but further thought kept her away. Getting beat on by a superior officer wouldn't do much for morale. And besides, she got the feeling some of them would go easy on her, out of respect.

Bloody nerf-herders.

Deciding to ignore the cheers and groans coming from the spectators, Cor made her way over to Lil instead, her body aching in a dozen different places and then some. Coming to a halt not far from where the cyborg was training, the Major took a seat on a nearby bench. Her friend didn't seem to notice her arrival. Not when she lashed out with a weak kick, nor when she grimaced in pain, a hand darting to comfort the effected area. Guess she's still getting used to the new prosthetic, Cor thought, smiling sadly. Might take a while.

"Give it another kick, Lil. Might make you feel better."

 

[Lilanna Kelamvor]

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PULLING PUNCHES ​

Tags: Corin Autem​

Equipment: Lilanna's Lightsaber, Lady of Steel's Leg Implant.​

Location: Bakura, Training Facility​

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Lilanna nearly jumped out of her skin as she recognized the voice. The Warden turned back, and found Corin watching her. Her face reddened immediately, seeing how she had not only made a fool of herself, but Corin had been privy to the affair. "C-Corin?" She sputtered out, her body going tense for a moment as she tried to think of what to do next.​

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Did she just go for it and throw out another kick? Did she try and small talk the other woman? It was rather difficult to work out her plan of attack. It only lead to further questions, such as, how long had she been watching her? And how did Lilanna not notice her earlier?​

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Important questions for another time.​

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She decided to try and go with Corin's suggestion, the cyborg's body shifting, as she fired off another kick, this time using her cybernetic as the brace and the biological limb as the one for delivering the impact; this time the contact was more profound, the bag moving further and Lilanna's leg not buckling from the pain.​

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She hastily took a step back, hand moving to halt the bag as it swung back towards her, attention diverting to Corin. "I wasn't expecting to see you here." She said, her voice a touch more quiet, eyes quickly darting away shortly after establishing eye contact. "You look nice." She followed up with awkwardly, her mind short circuiting in a panic.​

 

[Corin Autem]

Tags: Lilanna Kelamvor
Location: Bakura

Raising an eyebrow, Corin smiled as her friend nearly leapt out of her skin in surprise. For a blooded warrior and adept Force-User, Lil certainly had a habit of acting like this whenever they met up. If she recalled correctly, their first introduction had been much the same; both parts awkwardly hilarious and surprisingly sweet. Corin hadn't given much thought to it at the time, of course. They had been little more than strangers then. Now, however, it seemed like some sort of prelude to how things would progress from then on. Thinking of that caused Cor's smile to widen as she watched her friend, especially when she noticed how her she tensed up and froze like an animal caught in headlights.

After a short pause, Lilanna threw another kick. Corin didn't fail to notice how she used her 'real' leg. As if that would help her grow accustomed to the prosthetic.

Letting her smile fade, the Ultranaut met Lil's gaze, and watched as she turned away. Her expression looked like one of embarrassment. There was something else there, too. But what? "I've been here for a while. Guess I blend in with the furniture." Cor replied amiably, nodding as Lil steadied the bag. "Thank you. I stink something awful and probably look just as bad, but I appreciate the compliment. You're looking quite nice yourself." Grinning, Cor swiped a strand of hair from her eyes as she looked to the punchbag.

"You normally so hesitant during training? You seem... distracted."

 

[Lilanna Kelamvor]

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PULLING PUNCHES ​

Tags: Corin Autem​

Equipment: Lilanna's Lightsaber, Lady of Steel's Leg Implant.​

Location: Bakura, Training Facility​

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Lilanna winced as Corin made the comment about blending in. Way to make her feel important Lil. She smiled a tad as Corin downplayed her comment, though her cheeks colored at being told she looked nice. Lil didn't think so, but, that wasn't really relevant now. Her eyes were studying the bag, trying to think of something to say that wasn't entirely stupid.​

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It wasn't as easy as it sounded.​

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"You always look nice." She mumbled to herself, before looking back to Corin, intent on speaking to her now; and she intended to carry a conversation even if it killed her. Corin had noticed her aversion, which meant that Lilanna needed to step up and deflect like crazy. "Oh, it's nothing, just getting used to the new leg and all." She put on a smile, biting into her lip slightly. There was just something about her that Lil couldn't pin down, though what that might be she hadn't a clue. "Just nerves, you know?"​

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No, she didn't know. Lil didn't even know what the hell she was saying. She attempted to play off this, leaning onto the bag, and haphazardly forgetting it wasn't secured to anything aside from a chain. She nearly fell over herself as the bag shifted forward, but managed to somewhat gracefully catch herself on the chain and correct her standing. "Just a bit out of sorts, not quite used to it, you know?" She stammered out, looking back to Corin and fearing that she was digging herself a hole. "Just having a hard time gauging how to use the leg properly, feel like I won't know until I get into an actual fight." She awkwardly flexed with her prosthetic leg, testing to see if pain would flair up or if it would just remain dormant as it was at current. "Gotta find someone willing to let me try that though, doing it mid mission would be irresponsible." ​

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Yea, she was just digging up a massive hole to lay in at current.​

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[Corin Autem]

Tags: Lilanna Kelamvor
Location: Bakura

Corin tilted her head and smiled her best enigmatic smile as Lil studied her. Biting her lip was a nice touch, the Ultranaut thought. It meant Lilanna was either putting some thought into her question or was planning to chat her up. Both were acceptable in the Major's eyes, though, there were rules on fraternization that made their current location a rather risky one. Not that they had to worry; most everyone else was too caught up in their own affairs to pay the two of them any mind. Which was a good thing, considering what Lil did next.

Putting out her hand for balance, the cyborg very nearly introduced her face to the deck as the bag she was using for support shifted under her weight. Corin, being her friend, tried not to laugh it up.

'Course, the keyword there had been try.

Attempting to stifle her laughter with the back of her hand, the Ultranaut doubled over in a fit of muffled laughter as her friend did her best to play it off. Was Lilanna always this clumsy? Maybe. Least she had the grace to catch herself. Pull yourself together, Corin. Don't show the troops you have a sense of humour. Straightening up in her seat, she did what she could to temper her amusement. Just nerves, huh? Yeah, right. "Oh, I know. You don't have to explain yourself to me, Lil." Looking away, Corin took a moment to compose herself before turning back. She was almost certain her cheeks were burning with secondhand embarrassment right now.

Not her fault. The leg's new, 'member? You'd make a fool of yourself too.

Smiling across at Lil, Corin let that bitter truth take hold. It had been her fault, after all. It had been her knife that had cut into Lil's leg, and it had been her hand that had guided it. Hell, she'd even been the one to make the choice -the conscious choice- for the both of them; some friend she was. "Not to worry, I know just the person." Standing up, Cor made her way over to Lil. Healing wasn't the only thing that took time; Cor had a few wrongs to make right. More than a few, if she thought about it. "Let's go find us a spot to train. There's plenty to choose from." Casting her gaze around, the Major nodded off to a quiet corner of the room, away from the rest of the Ultranauts and military personnel going through the paces.

"Maybe we'll help you find your limit. And who knows, perhaps we'll even surpass it." Winking, Cor gestured for Lil to follow, a question forming before she'd taken a few steps. "Before we begin, are you sure this isn't just some excuse to come to grips with me, Miss Kelamvor?" Smiling, she cast a sideways glance at Lil, her eyes aglow with mischief.

 

[Lilanna Kelamvor]

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PULLING PUNCHES ​

Tags: Corin Autem​

Equipment: Lilanna's Lightsaber, Lady of Steel's Leg Implant.​

Location: Bakura, Training Facility​

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She caught Corin giggling at her, and that fact surprised the cybernetic woman truth be told. Corin hardly let that side of her be seen. Let alone in public, which was probably why she looked like she was trying not to not choke at current. Corin mentioned that she didn't need to explain herself, something that Lil felt was rather true. Out of all the people they knew, Corin had seen more of the woman under the mask than most.​

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She found Corin smiling at her, almost too innocently, and she felt herself becoming incredibly warm. Was there something on her face perhaps? Was she too sweaty? Giving a quick glance with her force senses, Lil found that to not be the case. What did perplex her for a moment, was when Corin mentioned that she knew just the person Lil could test her combat prowess with.​

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It took her several moments before she realized Corin was speaking of herself. Making a motion towards one of the less occupied spaces in the gym. The wink that followed left her brain processing if Corin was onto her, or merely teasing her. Both prospects were equally terrifying as they were exhilarating. Lil fell in line behind the Ultranaut, trying to avert her eyes from eyeing Corin, least she make her thoughts even more obvious. They were just sparing right?​

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Corin's following words caused a rather obvious blush to show across her face, least the more fleshy side, as Lil grappled with words trying to find a way to explain herself without being suggestive. "I-If I was looking to grapple with you I could come up with something a tad more creative-" Lilanna stopped herself, closing her eyes as she tried to back pedal but found she had already fallen face first into this verbal sinkhole of hers. Corin's glance prompted her chest to tighten, the Warden faltering before gathering herself. "I mean, if you're concern that it might not go your way I'd understand." She tried to sound confident, like she wasn't blushing like made or struggling to fend off various thoughts that filled her head at current.​

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She failed on both accounts, but thankfully Corin couldn't read her mind.​

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Right? She couldn't do that, right?​

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Lil felt a little less confident the more she dwelt on that thought.​

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[Corin Autem]

Tags: Lilanna Kelamvor
Location: Bakura

"Oh? Such as?" Grinning from ear to ear, Corin led the way over to the corner she intended to use for their little sparring session. Her muscles still ached from the routine she'd subjected herself to earlier. Yet, as she turned to face Lil, the Ultranaut couldn't help but sense a second wind coming on as she shifted lightly from foot to foot. Maybe it would help keep her from embarrassing herself too much should the fight go poorly, not that there was anything to be embarrassed about. Being exhausted and overcoming the odds was a staple of Ultranaut training. Whether she would overcome the odds this time remained a mystery.

Corin was keen to find out.

Laughing cheerfully at Lil's challenge, Cor couldn't help but smile as her words sunk in. "Careful now, Lil. You may be my friend but that doesn't mean I'll go easy on you." Smiling, Cor cast a glance around to make sure the ground she'd chosen was suitable to spar on. It was. "Right, do you wanna lay out any ground rules before we begin? We can start off light and go through the motions, if you want."

 

[Lilanna Kelamvor]

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PULLING PUNCHES ​

Tags: Corin Autem​

Equipment: Lilanna's Lightsaber, Lady of Steel's Leg Implant.​

Location: Bakura, Training Facility​

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Corin called her out on her statement, and Lilanna's face maintained it's crimson hue. "Wouldn't you like to know...." She muttered to herself. Her mind was a tad distracted as Corin would no doubt suspect, though the Warden hadn't taken these things into account. She worked to pull herself together, wanting to not make a fool of herself in front of Corin here and now. Reaching the corner that was to be for their sparing intentions, Lilanna pulled on the force, and set to focusing it's energies into her muscles and body, though the sensation was absent in her right leg; seemingly the cybernetics couldn't experience this power. She felt her body strengthen, and clarity slowly come back to her, and found Corin to be taking up a fighting pose.​

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The Warden smiled at the woman's words, settling into a position for herself, legs spaced, weight put on her back foot, eyes fixated on Corin's form. Rules? Not that Lilanna could think of, though for the sake of making things fair, she probably should relax some things. "I won't be using any of my force abilities, and I suppose anything focused on vital points should probably be considered a no go." She said softly, trying to think of more rules, but unable to think of anything else. "I'll let you go first, if you wish." Lilanna offered, her mind reaching to suppress her precognition abilities. She wanted to take it easy on her friend after all, though knowing Corin she'd probably request Lil actually apply herself in future bouts.​

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[Corin Autem]

Tags: Lilanna Kelamvor
Location: Bakura

Nodding, Corin stared her friend in the eye as she revealed she wouldn't be using her powers during the course of the fight, nor would she be targeting what she considered to be vital areas. "Gotcha." Cor knew from experience that there were quite a few vital points on the human body. Better, she'd been given extensive training on where to find them and how best to exploit them. No doubt Lil had received similar training as a Warden, whatever a Warden actually was. The cyborg had been quite evasive the last time Cor had pressed her on the subject. Maybe she'd be more inclined to talk after they'd knocked the seven hells out of each other.

Shifting her weight, the Ultranaut smiled grimly as Lil encouraged her to start things off.

"Sure." Was all she said before bounding forwards, going on the offensive in an attempt to catch Lil off guard. The best way for the cyborg to grow accustomed to her new limb was to make her use it, Cor figured, which meant getting her moving. Swinging from the hips, the Ultranaut threw a quick one-two punch as she closed with her opponent, her left fist leading with the right following close behind. The realm of possibilities stretched before her as she waited for Lil to react to her opening flurry. Would her friend give ground and move as she hoped, or would she retaliate? Would the blows land, and if so, would Lil be able to take them? She didn't know. Whatever the case, Corin didn't intend to hold back. Train hard, fight easy, the words went.

Oh, how true they were.

 

[Lilanna Kelamvor]

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PULLING PUNCHES ​

Tags: Corin Autem​

Equipment: Lilanna's Lightsaber, Lady of Steel's Leg Implant.​

Location: Bakura, Training Facility​

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Lilanna watched as her friend set herself, eyes focusing on the way Corin's body tenses, her arms stiffening, her gaze more focused now. The Wardens eyes lingered on the woman, watching as she took on a more intense look, the one of a warrior, and that intent that slowly began to be felt by Lilanna. Oh, Corin was getting focused, getting into her zone, and despite herself Lilanna found herself to be a bit distracted by the occurrence.​

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Then Corin leapt at her, and the Warden moved back, actively ignoring the force warnings that blared in her mind. Lilanna brought her arms up, deflecting the blows into her elbows, shifting her weight to turn away from the blows, letting the impact glance her, though she had a ploy of her own. Corin certainly packed a punch however, as Lilanna certainly felt it.​

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With Corin throwing herself into an offensive, Lilanna would shift her weight as the second punch flew, the Warden aiming to sweep out Corie's legs from under her; though given Corie's skill she doubted such a simple manuever would be effective.​

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It had been too long since she had been in a simple brawl like this. She could only hope she had it in her to keep up; be rather embarrassing if Corin was left unimpressed by her.​

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[Corin Autem]

Tags: Lilanna Kelamvor
Location: Bakura

Corin felt her blows strike home. Lil defended herself well, however, and within heartbeats she responded with a move of her own. Letting her momentum carry her, Corin stepped into the attack, meeting Lil's sweep with a kick of her own. Her foot never rose more than a few inches from the floor, but it was enough to counter the sweep, though, it did have some effect.

Stumbling slightly, Corin attempted to grapple with her opponent. Lil was smaller than she was by a head, and built lighter too. Getting a firm hold on her baggy top wasn't too difficult Cor discovered. Keeping it, on the other hand, might not prove so easy. Best move fast. Balling her hands into fists, the Major used her greater strength to shove Lil away. A heartbeat later and she was pulling the cyborg back towards her. Get her off-balance, then, get her off her feet, the thought came and went.

Stepping close to her friend, Cor twisted at the hips, intent on following the throw through.

 

[Lilanna Kelamvor]

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PULLING PUNCHES ​

Tags: Corin Autem​

Equipment: Lilanna's Lightsaber, Lady of Steel's Leg Implant.​

Location: Bakura, Training Facility​

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She didn't expect things to be that easy. Corie had countered her attacks rather easily it seemed, something that Lil affirmed she would need to overcome with more effort in the next bout. As she came out of her leg sweep, she was caught by surprise as Corie laid hands on her, pushing the Warden back, causing Lil to stumble as she attempted to resist the shove, before being pulled back into Corie's awaiting embrace. In spite of herself, her danger sense flaired, a split second of recognition prompted her muscles to tense, her body moving to act for the oncoming attack.​

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As Lil was thrown by her friend, her body moved unnaturally, initially flipping over herself, before moving to wrap around Corin's arm and neck, on an effort to pull her down to wrestle at Lilanna's level. Her free arm attempted to free her trapped limb, unsure what to expect from her friend when it came to wrestling at this level.​

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She did feel a small ling of guilt though, she hadn't intended to use her powers for this affair; it seemed she had a bit of suppression training to undergo still.​

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[Corin Autem]

Tags: Lilanna Kelamvor
Location: Bakura

Lil was a good fighter. Corin had known that for quite some time now, though, part of her must have forgotten during the interim.The grab and throw had been textbook; Lil was off her feet in a moment, and there was nothing she could've done to prevent it. The familiar feeling of being in control spurred Corin on, and in her ignorance, she had proceeded to try and put Lil down, hard. But then something changed.

The weight against her back shifted, her grip slipped. The cyborg was doing something, but whatever it was, Corin never found out.

They went down together in a tangle of limbs, Lil contorting beneath her. Corin felt a sudden pressure on her arm and neck as Lil hit the floor, and it took a moment for her to realize what her opponent was trying to do. By then, Lil had already gained dominion over her right arm, and from the way her legs were wrapped around Cor, it was clear she intended to turn this bout into a wrestling match. Much to Corin's dismay, she was succeeding. In an attempt to get her legs under her, the Ultranaut slammed a fist into Lil's side. The blow was weak by her standards. Too weak. She did it again, and again, the vice grip she was caught in tightening as Lil responded.

Shifting, always shifting, the Ultranaut eventually managed to get her feet under her. Then, it was just a matter of deadlifting Lil's entire weight from a crouching position. Easy enough, Cor thought, finding it was anything but. Her muscles complained as she tried to lift Lil; it helped that her friend had a good hold on her, otherwise what came next might not have worked.

Straightening her legs, Corin grimaced as she fought to lift her opponent high, before slamming her back down to the ground. Impact jarred through her arms and chest as Lil hit the mats. The smaller woman's hold shifted everso slightly as they squirmed against each other, and Cor could've sworn she felt it lessen. Again?

 

[Lilanna Kelamvor]

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PULLING PUNCHES ​

Tags: Corin Autem​

Equipment: Lilanna's Lightsaber, Lady of Steel's Leg Implant.​

Location: Bakura, Training Facility​

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Feeling that she had some level of control of her situation, Lilanna attempted to reinforce her hold on Corie, and felt an impact hit her side. Her body tensed, fearing the blow might have some power to it, but truth be told it hardly hurt; it seemed that Corie hadn't put forth enough force in the close distances the two now held. Lil squirmed on the end of the hold, her mind formulating how to get Corie down to her level before the Ultranaut countered her once more.​

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As she worked to secure her new hold, Lilanna realized what her friend was doing, as she felt her body be lifted off the ground, before being slammed into the matt. She gasped, partly out of surprise, but also the impact. Her hold weakened a tad, the momentum causing her to slip ever so slightly.​

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Again, Lil was lifted and slammed, and once more her grip slipped. Corie was managing to get her off, and the Warden was none too pleased. As Corie went for a third drop, Lilanna released her grip, landing on her feet, she would push off the matt as Corie began to try and slam her, the Warden aiming to shove her shoulder into the center of the woman's chest, with the goal being to use the woman's own strength against her.​

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Of course, Corie was far more experienced in this sorts of affairs, so the Warden could only hope her maneuver paid off.​

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[Corin Autem]

Tags: Lilanna Kelamvor
Location: Bakura

Corin went again, and like the time before, Lil clung to her with a stubbornness that the Ultranaut knew she wouldn't have been able to match even on the best of days. Let go! She cursed silently, hoping against hope that willpower alone would be enough to see her opponent displaced. It wasn't. She felt the cyborg's grip slip or slacken as she slammed her down, but it wasn't enough. Once more, she thought, bracing for another go. Once more and you're free.

Gritting her teeth, the Major poured all she had into raising Lil up higher than she had before. If this was going to work, she would need to give it her all. The muscles in her back and legs burned as she pushed off once more, expecting salvation. But like all dreams of freedom, it was only good while it lasted.

In a display of dexterity that left Cor speechless, her limber opponent let go, dropping to the mat right as Corin began to bring her back down. Unconventional to the max, the move was quick enough and just about mad enough to actually work. The breath left Corin's lungs as Lil slammed her shoulder into the Ultranaut's chest, and for a moment, there was nothing she could do but hate herself for being so blind. Nice one, Cor. Very nice.

Struggling to breath, Corin tried to drag Lil into a headlock before the smaller woman could think to utilize the chance she'd been given. "Not bad, Lil." Corin commented breathlessly as she wrestled an arm aside. "You got me there-... you got me pretty good."

 

[Lilanna Kelamvor]

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PULLING PUNCHES ​

Tags: Corin Autem​

Equipment: Lilanna's Lightsaber, Lady of Steel's Leg Implant.​

Location: Bakura, Training Facility​

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Feeling that she connected with Corin, Lil felt a ping of guilt at having hit her friend, though the guilt quickly subsided as she felt Corin's arms begin to wrap around her. A rush of warmth flooded Lilanna's body, though the Warden was more focused on the pressure that was slowly building about her neck and shoulders, putting aside any feelings of embarrassment she might have been fostering.​

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She braced her legs, trying to turn her body to the side, wanting to spin out of Corin's lock before it became too tight. Her arms moved up, trying to find room between Corin's arms, looking to try and get distance or at least pull the woman's arms free; though given Corin's far more muscular nature, that was proving difficult. Lil would eventually attempt to pull herself back down to the mat, her mind thinking on an attempt to pull Corin ontop of her, wanting to use her legs to throw the woman off her as she hit the mat; though that relied entirely on if she could get an inch to work with given her friends rather strong hold.​

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[Corin Autem]

Tags: Lilanna Kelamvor
Location: Bakura

Managing to wrestle Lil's arm aside, Cor stepped in behind her opponent, brushing close so as to maintain control. Lil wriggled against her, fighting hard to get free. Cor thought she saw the cyborg's features darken as she pressed up against her back, but that couldn't have been right. If she was flushed, it was due to the exertion. Despite how it looked in the HoloVids, scraps like this were always tiring, not to mention sloppy.

But then it didn't have to be pretty to be effective.

Wrapping both arms around Lil's waist, Cor let out a battle cry as she lifted the smaller woman into the air. Pivoting, her muscles burning under the strain, the Major swung Lil around, before letting gravity do the rest. The aim was to ground the fight by grounding Lil. All going well, the cyborg would land on her front, and from then on it was just a matter of pinning her before she could do any more damage. Forcing her to tap out seemed the best way to avoid serious injury, Cor figured. Of course, that depended on all going well.

But best laid plans...

 

[Lilanna Kelamvor]

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PULLING PUNCHES ​

Tags: Corin Autem​

Equipment: Lilanna's Lightsaber, Lady of Steel's Leg Implant.​

Location: Bakura, Training Facility​

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Lilanna shouldn't have been surprised that Corin slipped past her defenses once more, yet, she was. The Warden went from having an advantage to being the one taken advantage of. She felt her heart stop for a moment, mind going blank as she was of two minds at this moment. One, Corin had stepped past her attack, and two, Corin was close. Like, really, really, really close to her. Lilanna swallowed, and was rewarded with the tight squeeze against her abdomen as Corin lifted her up, and promptly threw her to the ground.​

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Lilanna hit her front, her arms having moved trying to catch herself, only to find Corin pressing on her once more from behind, the Warden struggling to escape the pull that her friend had, as she was pressed tightly against the mat. Lil felt her muscles strain, and though she wasn't a weak woman, she was not in the same weight class as her friend. Though one thing was on the forefront of Lilanna's mind, she wasn't going to tap out any time soon.​