week 4

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Week 4

[Four weeks in and almost half the Champions' original numbers are gone. Eight people in the span of a month and, even with the Overseers seeming increase in empathy for the remaining Champions, there is no end in sight for the Champion Excellence Program.

And again at 7 am on Sunday the mechanical woman's voice chimes to awaken the remaining champions on Sunday morning. After the initial wake-up call the message tacked on:]

Congratulations, Champions! By surviving your third trial, you have unlocked the fourth floor of the ship. A new mini map has been added to your P.I.P.! To access the fourth floor please stand on the teleporter and select the floor you wish to be teleported to.

[And again the Champions are awakened they have regained one new memory from the ones they've lost. Starting again on Sunday, as well, Jamie and Bolton will be back to their usual office hours in their usual locations.]

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[ooc: welcome to week 4, everyone! Check-in has begun and don't forget to submit your memory regains!]

Comments

dodgeball

[bylight]

[Someone does intervene when there's a blast of wind that throws off the balls trajectory, making it stop and twirl around before hitting the floor.]

As much as I would do the same thing, you need to stop.

[cyan_maid]

Ah-

[Jane flails a little, definitely not expecting that, and turns sharply to see Lightning. She looks...more confused than upset, even if she was just swearing quite loudly.

She hasn't forgotten how guilty the evidence had made Lightning look in the trial - and she hasn't forgotten that she hasn't seen the woman since then. Jane should ask if she's alright, but...]

M-Miss Lightning...[She glances away, at her makeshift target.] Why...why should I stop?

[bylight]

What if you get hurt? What if someone else walks in and you hurt them? [She looks at the picture.] There's better ways to get your anger out.

[cyan_maid]

[Part of her wants to argue that she wouldn't hurt anybody, but...well, accidents happen. She folds her arms across her chest.]

Alright. How?

[bylight]

How much do you know about self-defense?

[She can teach you things. Show you the world of causing someone else pain to get away.]

[cyan_maid]

...I can defend myself with a stirring spoon if need be. And...erm, well, I just remembered a five month crash course in slaying skeletons with a trident.

[Make of that what you will.]

[bylight]

[What is that.... she sighs and shakes her head.]

There's no tridents here. You need more than that.

[cyan_maid]

I noticed. [And honestly we're better off without direct weapons, but...] Roxy had been helping me learn to better throw a punch, if that's what you mean.

[bylight]

You need a lot more than just a punch. I taught that to Xander. Kicks can be important as well, and throwing is something everyone could do.

[cyan_maid]

...Are you implying what I think you're implying?

[Is this is? Is she being inducted into the Fight Club?]

[bylight]

I offered it before. You just never took me up on it.

[Just follow the first rule.]

[cyan_maid]

...Alright, then.

[Relaxing enough into something approximating a proper stance - for an enemy that would be much larger than Lightning. Hoo boy, teach her right Soldier Mom]

[bylight]

[....

She sighs and comes over, hooking a foot around Jane's ankle and doesn't even have to try to knock the girl down.]

Too wide. You're opponents are human here.

[cyan_maid]

Ah-

[UNGRACEFUL FLOP ONTO FLOOR]

S-Shoot...right...okay...

[Scrambling to get up really quick, though - and scrambling backwards a few steps as her stance sort of narrows. Not letting you get the upper hand here!]

[bylight]

[A little better. Lightning decides to charge at Jane to see what she does.

Better react fast or you're getting tossed.]

[cyan_maid]

[!!

Instinct drives her to duck to the side, fists up! As much as she asked for this, it's clear that she's still unsure if she should actually hit Lightning...

Might wanna change that.]

[bylight]

[Predictable.

Hope you know how to jump because she's gonna go for a leg sweep.]

[cyan_maid]

[Shockingly enough, she does jump - her momentum's a bit much for a human opponent, causing her to roll to the side, but she doesn't act surprised or anything, so it was deliberate. Now, at least, she's at Lightning's side. Better get her in front of you-]

[bylight]

[Jane, you're dealing with someone flexible and used to close combat battle. She tucks her legs under her as she swivels her hips to swing a fist at Jane. Still testing the girl to see just what she ws capable of.]

[cyan_maid]

!!

[The fist connects, but not with a face - Jane brings her arms up in time to block it, pushing back immediately. Now she understands.

Jane takes a few steps back to get some space between them, to give her a second to think. How do we approach this...]

[bylight]

[And this is why Xander had a limp for a day or so. Imagine that fist connecting to the inside of your thigh.

Lightning stands and watches Jane with a very relaxed stance. Let's see if Jane is brave enough to strike first.]

[cyan_maid]

[Yeah she's gonna have a nice bruise on her arms for a while, Jane can feel it already.

The relaxed stance is a bit off-putting, but seeing as how Jane's already seen Lightning be very quick, she waits a moment, bringing her guard up before darting forward. It's more a feint than anything - will Lightning strike, or no?]

[bylight]

[Would Jane be surprised that the relaxed stance is her default stance?

Lightning doesn't move until Jane gets close enough that she moves to guard herself. Let Jane get a hit in like she had done for Xander and gauge how much hit power is behind the strike.

How she wishes she could have fought McBurn and Margulis. She wouldn't feel the slight guilt of hitting them.]

[cyan_maid]

[Yes.

Alright, she won't take the feint - let's try for a hit. Jane brings back her fist for a punch, not extravagantly or openly like someone trying too hard, but there's a surprising amount of strength behind it. Not as much as Lightning's, but still telling of some good potential. If someone wasn't expecting the punch, it'd knock the wind right out of them.]

[bylight]

[Lightning tenses and grabs Jane's wrist before the hit can connect. She uses the momentum to keep Jane going, and slams her knee into the younger girls stomach.

She did say she wasn't going easy on you.]