week 2

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[With the sudden pirate takeover and the sudden, tragic deaths of the crew, the second week of the Starfield Penitentiary rehabilitation project is off to a rough start. After Price's call for parlay with the pirate captain, he was not seen for the remainder of Saturday but around 10 pm it is his calm but tense voice that makes the time announcement.

Buckle in, Champions, things are about to get bumpy.]

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your AC for week 1 and submit your threads for the Benefactors!]

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[tokencanadian]

[Punching people is a good sign of love. Just look at what Pyrrha does!]

Well, I hope to see it some day then. [When they get out of here. Hahhaa......]

Are you ready? I'll be sure to do my best.

[She's rolled up the sleeves of her jumpsuit. She's got nice arms.]

[ebonyknight]

[Let's get punch drunk on love in here, then.]

When I regain it, our captors will shake. [They will get out. Don't worry about it.]

As will I. Prepare yourself!

[Did you expect more of a warning? No? Well, a fist is flying into your face!]

[tokencanadian]

[What a lovely way to start a relationship, beating the crap out of one another.]

Pre-[Not even a little more? Okay.

It's all of Pyrrha's fighter instincts that keep her from instantly ending up with a broken nose. She swerves to the right as Apollo's fist flies past, a bit unsteady but aiming to retaliate with a fist of her own.]

[ebonyknight]

[There's harsh bark of what could have been laughter. That's a good start. Pyyrha's faster than she expected and even if she blocks it the force makes her step back.]

You'll have to give me more than that--!

[tokencanadian]

[Pyrrha breathed in, letting out a laugh of her own, sudden and quick. Her expression looked more determined then before.]

Alright. If you're asking for it. [She smirks as she throws a punch of her own, a quick return back to Apollo's face.]

[ebonyknight]

[There was no malice in that first blow. They came to the library for this and, well, they often said that the first one to strike is the winner.]

No-- [She throws her fists up to block the blow much like a boxer.] You'll find that you are! [She suddenly kicks out, aiming to sweep the legs.]

[tokencanadian]

[Oh dear.

Boxing was one of the many things Pyrrha had trained in some small capacity. Everything played a small roll on the road to becoming a Huntress. She wasn't the best in hand-to-hand but she could definitely keep up in speed.

Then again, she wasn't at her best today, not after everything that happened. Maybe that was why when she tried to dodge Apollo's leg, she got caught at the last moment. That sweep had sent the redhead to the ground for the moment.]

Uuf!

[ebonyknight]

[If Apollo was being honest, Pyyrha probably had more training in it than her. She had focused on swordfighting but she had to learn some to keep up with opponents.

There's another bark of laughter. This.. is more than she probably has done since they got here.] Is that all?

[But she does have honor and doesn't strike the girl while she's down. Not yet, anyway.]

1/2

[tokencanadian]

[Chalk it up to feeling shitty then. Sometimes fighters have that issue. Happens all the time when people die.

She lays there, on her back, stunned for a moment and listening to Apollo laugh above her. 'Is that all?' Is it?

At least she appreciates not being stepped on.]

It's...

[tokencanadian]

Not.

[Righting herself on the floor, Pyrrha suddenly spins around, swinging her legs out to try and catch Apollo while she flips back into a standing position.]

[ebonyknight]

[Oh, god. She didn't see that coming. Pyyrha is more agile than she thought and -- well. She falls on her butt. Only to thrust herself upwards again with a shoulder charge.]

Brat!

[tokencanadian]

[Pyrrha rights herself just in time to brace herself and take Apollo's charge head on. It pushes her back several inches, but she's still standing.]

I did train with the best!

[ebonyknight]

[She grunts with the effort. Pyyrha definitely is stronger than she looks.]

Then add another master to your list!

[Because nothing beats a Luminary Knight. She just keeps shoving.]

[tokencanadian]

You haven't earned that. Not just yet.

[She states, grunting as she tries to push back against Apollo. She's strong, but there's a definite size difference here. Pyrrha's getting pushed back, and it's not long before she can feel the wall behind her.]

[ebonyknight]

[She pushes Pyyrha hard against the wall, leaning in close as she tries to pin her against the wall.]

We'll see about that, won't we.

[tokencanadian]

[Her head bangs against the wall. Things are a bit shaky for the Champion Huntress for the moment, but she's keeping cool under the pressure.

She looks up at Apollo, seeing that intensity in her eyes as she tries to push back.]

We... will!

[ebonyknight]

[She snarls just for a moment before being pushed back just enough for Pyyrha to free herself. Do you take that chance?]

[tokencanadian]

[You bet she is. Using that new space, Pyrrha's going to pull back...

...And headbutt Apollo. It's a legitimate strategy, don't you know.]

[ebonyknight]

Oof!

[She's definitely stumbling back more from that. Then swinging blindly.]

[tokencanadian]

[Those punches manage to whiff Pyrrha and she's already stumbling. So, she goes on the offensive, taclking Apollo this time with her arms out.]

[ebonyknight]

[Congratulations, Pyyrha, you have taken down the giant! But not for long. She's holding onto Pyyrha and rolling on top of her.] I'm not going down yet--!

[tokencanadian]

[This is fine. She's kind of got Apollo's chest in her face, but it's fine. Maybe the unitards weren't such a good idea.

But again, Apollo's superior size wins out as Pyrrha's now pinned underneath her. Which isn't to say that she's not going to keep struggling.]

[ebonyknight]

[What if she just pushes down. At least she's not wearing her armor now.]

Do you give?

[tokencanadian]

[Then her chest is most definitely in Pyrrha's face. Again, it's fine.

Her question is met with further struggling, struggling that... slows, until finally Pyrrha is just laying there, looking up at her.]

Okay. I yield.

[ebonyknight]

[And Apollo gets up. What a perfect time for a low blow if you're up for that sort of thing, Pyyrha.]