In It To Wing It

by **Nailah Weaver** » Sat Apr 18, 2020 5:40 am

Nailah, fresh off her shift of helping serve dinner and still tired from the previous night, drags herself into the Danger Room to try and kick Zandra's stupid boisterous butt.

by **Zandra Rogers** » Sat Apr 18, 2020 6:37 pm

Zandra was wearing a different, newer version of the X-Teams uniform. Instead of the traditional yellow and black, this one was red, white and blue -- very patriotic, very British, much fighting.

"So you decided to show up, birdbrain. No more late night hunting parties for you?"

by **Nailah Weaver** » Sat Apr 18, 2020 6:51 pm

"Not till I kick your butt, butt-face." Nailah retorts eloquently.

by **Zandra Rogers** » Sat Apr 18, 2020 8:55 pm

"I've been making sure to work out pretty strongly today, so you'll have the most pleasant experience when you're dealing with everyone's laundry. Because, y'know, I'm considerate like that."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Sat Apr 18, 2020 8:56 pm

"Now you're just making it weird. Why'd you have to go and make it weird?" Nailah groans.

by **Zandra Rogers** » Sat Apr 18, 2020 8:59 pm

"Hey, I'm not the one who lives on Weirdo Floor. Y'all are the ones who have all the crazy fucking shit happen to you; you give the rest of us a bad name."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Sat Apr 18, 2020 9:02 pm

"What do you mean weirdo floor? I'm not a weirdo!"

by **Zandra Rogers** » Sat Apr 18, 2020 9:05 pm

"Says the vigilante trained by Madripoorian spys."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Sat Apr 18, 2020 9:08 pm

"Uhm, first of all, that's awesome, not weird. Second of all they're hero vigilantes, not spies. And third of all, are you stalling or something?"

by **Zandra Rogers** » Sat Apr 18, 2020 9:10 pm

"Well, if I didn't stall, you'd be on your ass in less than a second; and where's the fun in that?"

by **Nailah Weaver** » Sat Apr 18, 2020 9:15 pm

"You run real fast. Big whoop. Bet you don't even know how to throw a proper punch." says the girl who until a couple months ago didn't really know either.

by **Zandra Rogers** » Sat Apr 18, 2020 9:19 pm

"I know how to throw a couple hundred punches faster than you can throw one, so I think I'll be just fine.

First one to give up or get knocked down and not stand up loses, right? Safeties are on, so apart from that, anything goes. You got any problems with that?"

by **Nailah Weaver** » Sat Apr 18, 2020 9:26 pm

"Sounds just fine to me, Zandra."

by **Zandra Rogers** » Sat Apr 18, 2020 9:56 pm

"Right. Readysetgo."

And, almost faster than Nailah could think, Zandra was rushing at her, fists a-flyin'.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Sat Apr 18, 2020 10:40 pm

If it wasn't for the fact that Nailah could think ahead she almost certainly would take a punch to the face before she could blink. As it is she catches a glimpse of an already narrow selection of futures of not-getting-punched-in-the-face rapidly dwindling and she blindly throws herself into one, trying to dodge out of the way of Zandra's charge by tumbling to the side. She immediately starts looking ahead again so she has as much time as possible to try and glance through all the possibilities coming at her, shifting even as she sees them like those annoying eye-floaties.

by **Zandra Rogers** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 1:00 am

Zandra growled as Nailah dodged out of the way of the first punch, but quickly recovered and zipped after Nailah again. The potential futures seemed to indicate that Zandra was trying to box Nailah into a corner, from which point she couldnt' dodge. They also indicated that yes, Zandra was not trained in punchy-kickyness, and was going at her with more gusto and enthusiasm than skill.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 1:26 am

She's just really fast. That's all. she tries to tell herself as she hops backwards, buying herself some time to think at the expense of futures that don't see her getting knocked on her butt.

With unfocused eyes and looking more at the future than present she plants her feet and throws a punch that's as much guesswork as it is prescient.

by **Zandra Rogers** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 1:30 am

In the perfect future, Nailah punches Zandra right in her stupid smug face. It knocks her out in one punch, and the rest of the floor rushes into the danger room, celebrating and cheering, lifting Nailah on their shoulders as they march out victorious!

In the actual future Nailah finds, Zandra is able to swerve at the last milisecond. Nailah's punch doesn't hit square, then, but it IS a glancing blow, which sends Zandra off to one side. It probably didn't hurt all that much, but it fucked up her timing and momentum, and she zipped past Nailah and slammed into the wall. That one probably DID hurt.

Growling, she turned around, wiping a little bit of sweat -- or was that a tiny bit of blood? -- from her chin, as she prepared to run again, this time apparently aiming just to the side of Nailah.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 1:33 am

Somewhat encouraged by the fact it almost worked, Nailah pushes herself off the ground with one foot and swings her leg around right through the path Zandra is - hopefully- taking. If she can land a punch surely a more sweeping attack is bound to connect.

by **Zandra Rogers** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 1:37 am

This time, however, Zandra is able to step over the sweep -- a sweep is a wider, uh, sweeping motion rather than a blow aimed directly at her, giving her the slightest edge in avoiding it.

Zandra wasn't running straight at Nailah, though -- as she passed, she quickly turned, and started running circles around her, generating some wind and general disorientation as she started doing laps faster than the eye could follow.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 1:39 am

"Okay. Be that way." Nailah shouts over the wind and spreads her wings to let the stream being whipped up carry her into the air.

by **Zandra Rogers** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 1:42 am

The air currents certainly gave her something to ride on, but she'd have to be careful as she navigated the swirling currents -- made worse when Zandra stuck a hand in her general direction and, spinning it around in a circle, basically fired a stream of turbulent air directly at the floating sphinx.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 1:46 am

For all her boasting, she hasn't really had much experience with turbulent air and she starts flapping her wings wildly trying to steady herself as the winds start whipping her around...

by **Zandra Rogers** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 1:48 am

Zandra's winds kept blowing, slamming Nailah into the ceiling of the danger room, and pinning her there, momentarily.

"Had enough yet?" she called up, with that shit-eating smirk on her face.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 2:01 am

"You're not gonna win with me pinned to the ceiling!" Nailah shouts, although she's wheezing a bit simply from having to breathe against the pressure keeping her aloft. "And you're... gonna get tired... eventually..."

by **Zandra Rogers** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 2:21 am

"What? No, I have you pinn...wait, shit, knocked down or give up. Fuck."

Zandra frowned, and suddenly cut off all the wind, hoping that Nailah would go crashing to the floor.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 2:26 am

"Hahahaha--oh!" Nailah laughs before she's suddenly cut off by falling, taking a second to spread her wings to break her fall a little and guide her towards Zandra. If she's gonna land roughly she might as well try to do so on her opponent.

by **Zandra Rogers** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 3:02 am

Nailah was able to fall on top of Zandra before she could get out of the way, and the two tumbled to the floor.

Zandra quickly tried to rotate the pair so she was on top, trying to pin the bulkier Sphinx to the ground with leverage and quick reflexes.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 3:13 am

Nailah flaps her wings as she struggles, using them to push herself up against Zandra to try and buck her off while she grabs for her wrists.

"Get... off!"

by **Zandra Rogers** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 3:16 am

"Sorry....you're not my...type!"

Zandra moved her wrists out of the way at super speed, but Nailah WAS able to buck her off, sending her to the floor and giving her an opportunity for a follow-up strike.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 3:40 am

Which she would, but Nailah is too busy processing Zandra's quip and then blushing furiuosly.

"Oh shut up!" she finally manages as she tries to hurry to put her clawed foot on Zandra's shoulder to pin her to the ground.

by **Zandra Rogers** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 3:47 am

"Make me, birdbreath."

At superspeed, Zandra rolled to one side to avoid Nailah's crushing clawed foot. She hadn't gotten up yet, instead looking to sweep at Nailah's feet and bring her back down to the ground.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 3:56 am

Instead of trying to dodge Nailah simply runs right into Zandra's leg and throws herself at her to try and land on top of her, wings beating not for lift but just to slap feathers at her opponents face and disorient her.

by **Zandra Rogers** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 4:00 am

Zandra certainly didn't see that coming, and Nailah was able to throw herself on top of Zandra without too much trouble.

"Ack! Gah! Get your dirty feathers off of me!" Zandra started vibrating as fast as she could, trying to buck Nailah off.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 6:19 am

"Hey! What... stop that!" Nailah shrieks, flailing to get a grip of Zandra's wrists by sheer chance so she can try to pin them. Not the most dignified or technical fight at this point.

by **Zandra Rogers** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 6:35 am

As Nailah flailed, Zandra kicked her legs up, trying to send the vigilante tumbling to the ground.

In her head, it was a sweet judo throw. In practice, it was more just kind of a flop, lacking in elegance or dignity.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 7:08 am

"Oh no, not so fast when you're on your back, are you?" Nailah taunts as she tries to hook her legs around Zandra's.

by **Zandra Rogers** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 7:16 am

"Well, some of us have less experience on our backs than others," Zandra grunted.

Nailah was able to lock in her legs - she wasn't going anywhere. She had the scrapping experience, after all.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 4:21 pm

"What's that even supposed to mean?" she asks as she leans forward to use her body-weight to push Zandra's arms to the ground above her head, bringing her face within inches of the other girl's face. "You're such a bully."

by **Zandra Rogers** » Mon Apr 20, 2020 6:18 pm

WIth her hands pinned, Zandra did the only thing really left available to her: she brought her knee up, hard, into Nailah's crotch. A move both dirty and probably quite painful.

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