paradisa | 1/019: Lovers are fighters and they don't play fair.

[While some of the residents may be exploring, it'd be hard to miss two familiar faces having a go at the finer things in Ninja life: a good old spar. Wheatley and GLaDOS, were outside, sparring in a clearing of grass not far off of the street (probably not where they were supposed to be). It'd be hard to get a hold on them though, because it's obvious by the amount of concentration that they weren't paying anyone any mind.

And the moron of the two was getting his ass handed to him.

Hard.

He'd be skidding backwards in this moment in time, finding himself completely airborne as he soared into some bushes. Despite being in between the collision to the ground, the foliage did little to soften his fall, being a devilish accomplice to GLaDOS's plate of butt kick. He clambered and jerked around, trying to free himself from the snagging branches which caught on his clothes...

But instead, he flailed about, looking even more ridiculous...]

Oww! Oh! Aghh!! Nnnghh!!!!!!!

[Don't think that was all the fight he had in him though!
Despite being terrible at this, he was a determined one, and didn't know how to preserve his dignity and walk away. He also had a tremendous amount of stamina and a few more tricks up his sleeve...]

I... I'm beginning to think that you're doing this on purpose...

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[ Ah, this was too rich. GLaDOS had taken every opportunity to try and train ever since she had realized her heightened ability to jump, and the agility she felt. The white-haired woman was a spring, tightly coiled and prepared to leap, and it was obvious by the glint in golden eyes that she was thoroughly enjoying herself at the moment.

She watched Wheatley as he tried to free himself from the bushes, ambling closer- casual- as she pulled a kunai out of her back pouch, twirling it carefully in a finger. There wasn't that grace about the action yet, but she was practicing it whenever he couldn't see her.

Not like she would tell him that, though. ]

My, my, is that all the fight you've got~? [ she practically purrs- she's not going to end his life, but she would win if she got the knife at his throat. It was a pretty intense spar, after all.

She's getting closer, wary of course, but there was still that sense of overconfidence about her... ]

[That sickly sweet purr that she was giving may have dripped with affection, but it was starting to get on his nerves. All it did was reveal how thoroughly she had beaten him up. He was dirty, out of place, and covered in tiny cuts caused from branches left astray. He lost his lab coat in the tangle of branches, and yet he didn't look better when he clambered back to his feet.

In airy breaths, he shook his head furiously, masking the obvious frustration with his usual enthusiastic voice.]

Well... I-[Huff.]... it isn't fair. I would never um... hit my wife.

[He gave her another fight stance, hands out, palms facing his chest. For now, he'd have to keep her close. If she wasn't close, she'd have time to use that kunai.

He was already coming up with a plan. As she'd make her way closer, his feet would slide sideways, moving to circle around her rather than approach her.]

But if-if I must be honest, you should probably know that you hit like a child, love.

[ GLaDOS found herself wary still, but she hardly noticed how his feet circled her- intending to move quickly as soon as she was in range. Her hand holding the kunai twitched in anticipation, and she tried to play it off as though his comment didn't matter. He probably saw in how less careful she became by his last jab, though, and her eyes narrowed at him. ]

I do not hit like a child, [ she retorted, before suddenly charging in an attempt to get her kunai at his neck. ]

Do too!

[He knew that it was easier for her to reach his neck than for him to reach hers, so only one thing came to mind. Keep low. Be quick. Don't let her catch you. Wheatley tried to keep himself in the game, but honestly, every time she met eyes with his, he became flustered, and just a little bit more stupid than he already was considered to be.

Maybe that's why she thought he was such a moron.

As she came closer, he ducked, his own hand slipping into his pouch to pull out his own knife (the other one was lost somewhere while he was falling). He too had no intention to hurt her, but fighting her really was exciting, in some crazy way.Maybe if he could do something to knock her off balance; something spontaneous. Wheatley grabbed for her leg, pushing one of them back with the intentions to knock him over. It would have been much easier if he weren't avoiding looking into those yellow eyes of hers...]

Do not!

[ she replied, a little frustrated- when he ducked, she attempted to throw her weight forward to hunch with him, arm lowering- she wasn't focused on her legs, giving a short shout of surprise when he grabbed at one.

She clumsily swung the kunai in an attempt to intimidate him, trying to ground her other leg and keep herself balanced. She was definitely wobbly now, though- he had an opening, should he use it wisely. ]

Ahhh! Woah!

[He looked surprised at the sudden swing of the kunai, but the momentum of his body had caused him to flail slightly, falling forward while hugging her leg. It'd take both of them down, but hey, at least she technically wasn't winning!]

Ooof!!

[He didn't really have a plan... but that worked. Unpredictibility! It was sort of like dancing if you thought about it...

Dazed, he still held onto her leg, trying to buy time for him to gain his bearings again.]

[ She grunted as she hit the floor, her other leg trying to wrap around him or hit him or anything. She tried to shift to a sitting position, but her back hurt a bit too much at that moment- but by the time she would push herself into a sitting position, it would have taken a bit too long.

Her hand had dropped the kunai she was holding a little ways away. GLaDOS tried to reach for it... ]

[Wheatley shook his head, a hand covering her face to obscure her vision as he reached for the knife. His limbs were just a bit longer than hers (and by just a bit, that bit was a lot) giving him just the push he needed to grab the kunai a half moment before her. He raised it up in the air a bit, shaking his head.]

Ohhhhh no you don't!-Ow!! Ow!

[Though admittedly, the kicking hurt... a lot. He'd mush her face a bit in response to the roughhousing.]

[ Her voice was oddly muffled and mushed as he squished her face. ]

Let go of me!

[ A dirty tactic to have him be honorable and then kick his butt, to be sure. She found her fingers curling in the dirt, trying to shake her head from side to side, her leg still kicking at him. She needed to get him off of her... ]

Ohhhhhhhh no you don't!

[He shook his head, trying to laugh, but in all truths, she really packed a punch. He mushed her face more, doing all he could not to fall off of her... after all, he had the kunai! All he had to do was get her to stop squirming and get the knife to her neck.]

Look who has the upper hand?!

[He's grinning, despite the pain.]

May as well give up now, love!

[ She glared up at him despite how ridiculous it looked as her face was mushed, and she squirmed still, her leg wrapping around him. He had a kunai...

She tried to pull her arm back, reaching for her little pocket at her hip, fingers trying to flip it open to grab another kunai... ]

Upper hand? [ she snorted in derision. ] Hardly.

[ Trucy had settled down on the grass just a little way away from the duo, hopefully out of range of butt kick victims! She's just in the middle of shouting encouragement out to them both when Wheatley... gets it handed to him... Pretty hard... She'll flinch for him before shouting out: ]

You can do it!

1/019: Lovers are fighters and they don't play fair.

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