Back into it (open)

[Martin Tome]

Martin stood in front of the punching bag in his grey sleeveless shirt, and his sweatpants. He took a deep breath and got into the mood. He thought about how easily he was chunked off the roof by Grey.

That isn't about to happen again.

He got into his stance. Both legs bent, his left hand in a fist , farther from him, and his right open palm closer to him. He struck out his fists quickly colliding against the bag. He grunted every now and again but kept up his steady beat of punches. He stopped punching and started again, this time with kicks. Again, quick and steady the left leg snapping, returning to place, then snapping out again. He paused to wipe his hair out of his eyes and the sweat off his brow. He continued this time with his punches until he let loose his last punch with his full force. It made a loud slamming noise when it hit the bag. Sending it swinging around on it's chain. He looked down at his leg, he had Finlay gotten out of that cast, he was almost literally itching to use it in a real fight. He looked around and said aloud to anyone who was around:

"Anyone here want to spar?"

[Vince]

"You know, asking for fights around here isn't always the brightest thing to do."

Vince would smirk, walking towards the student from around the opposite side of the punching bag. His eyes would be looking upwards, admiring the chain as it continued to support the bag's weight despite being swung about so hard. It wasn't long before the Genaht member's eyes settled upon the person to be his opponent.

"But, hey, since you're asking, I suppose I can supply."

Vince's arm would reach up and grip the top edge of the punching bag, using it to support his weight as he lazily stood/hung there. His mind was whirling and working hard to size up his opponent, even if he didn't really show it.

"Though if you're having second thoughts, this is your last chance to get out of it."

Vince would simply wait untill his opponent gave the word. The moment he did, he would swing the punching bag at Martin, using his hanging weight to push it forward while simultaneously pushing himself back a step. It gave him a chance to disorient the opponent early on and make him doubt himself, while also giving Vince enough room to set into his stance.

That and it was ridiculously entertaining. The punching bag might be getting it's revenge.

[Martin Tome]

"You know, asking for fights around here isn't always the brightest thing to do.But, hey, since you're asking, I suppose I can supply."

Martin looked up at the newcomer, he sized him up. He was about the same build as Martin. Martin grinned. His eyes narrowing onto the person. He stood into position again.

"Just a friendly spar? Although by how you say it sounds like you are after a honest to goodness fight. Either way I'm in. I'm Martin."

Martin was set and ready, his mind ready, his arms and legs where all in their shape and position. He watched every movement the boy made. Every twitch in his fingers, ever move his eyes made. He seemed like a lazy guy like Martin, then again Grey had almost seemed like that too, turned out he just had a low attention span. Nope, Martin couldn't be to quick to judge, that would get him killed. Suddenly the boy threw the punching bag at Martin. Martin turned quickly. The bag went right by his nose, not even a hair's length away. He trained in this way, countering and dodging. He got back into stance facing the boy.

"Whoa. Cheap shot."

[Vince]

"It's only cheap because you didn't see it coming."

Vince smirked as he moved forward and began circling to the right. He wanted to close the gap, but also wanted to get his opponent's back to the punching bag now. Vince wasn't sure he'd fall into that maneuver so easily, but it was worth the shot.

Still Vince wouldn't attack yet, he wanted to get closer and put his opponent in a disadvantageous position before attacking. The more advantages he could get from his opponent's short comings the better.

[Martin Tome]

"It's only cheap because you didn't see it coming."

Martin grinned. His opponent began circling, so did Martin. Martin was trained for counters. This guy didn't seem to have any style, so Martin didn't see and professional surprises in store for him. Martin took the lay out around them pretty quickly. What ever happened, it would be bad for Martin to get cornered. Martin saw that his opponent was closing the gap. He looked around, he could get pressed against anywhere, the easiest was the punching bag. Martin decided that he would get against the punching bag and await his attacker's move and then dodge and counter until he found a way to get him against the bag. That would all depend on what his opponent did next.

[Vince]

Vince was closing the gap quickly, happy he had maneuvered his opponent against the punching bag. Sure he could easily push the bag out of the way if he had to, but it would slow him. And if there was a time to not be slowed down, it was in close combat with a foe you didn't have enough information on.

Hence Vince was giving himself every advantage he could.

The Genaht member would take a quick step towards his opponent, angling himself to throw his right fist downwards across his opponents jaw. Regardless of contact, Vince would have the blow follow through and bend his arm at the elbow before taking another step towards his opponent and jabbing the pointed elbow at his foe.

It was a somewhat clever mix, the first blow attempting to cause his foe to back up into the bag and falter slightly with the second quick enough to strike him before he had a chance to completely retreat.

That was the plan anyways, though few things went according to plan.

[Martin Tome]

((sorry this took me so long, writer's block and with school and all... anyways, if I was kind of in a hurry please pm me and I will fix it accordingly.))


Martin stayed close to the punching bag. His opponent came in closer. Martin stood his ground. Then his opponent came forward with an angled punch, moving back he would hit the bag, and this punch didn't seem like it was all his opponent was up to, no, the bag was definitely where his opponent wanted him. Martin dodged in the direction the punch was heading. He dodge just outside of the range of attacks, If his opponent turned to continue attacking him, he would have his back to the bag, then Martin would try for a sweep and get his opponent down. If he stayed where he was and got away from the bag in the other direction, Martin would still move in and try to sweep.