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Jul 14, 2014 06:27PM
Practice your hand to hand combat during free time in here
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Lise walked in, slightly unsure of where she was but glad that they had punch bags. She pinned the sketch roughly to the bag in front of her and brought out her anger. It wasn't hard; all she had to think about was her sister hungry and her mother depressed. She began to pummel the sketch with all her might.
After a while lise had to stop; her arms were killing and the sketch was a mere tarter on the floor. It had worked though. Maybe if she pretended her next opponent was troy she might actually able to hit them. Leaving the sketch where it was, still distinguishable as trots face, she headed back to the dorm.
Zayden walks in, feeling slightly nervous, he hasn't properly fought anyone before, though he was used to taking blows from his father. ((I am so sorry for the slow update, my wifi cut out.))
Abby walks in. She is used to training but not with other people and she is a little worried she will embarrass herself. "Where should we start?" She asks
Lise thought about it. "I usually start with a warm up, but that's considering I haven't really practiced punching etc yet. "
((SORRY!!! I am on vacation and can't get wifi, so I will probably only be able to get on about once a day )) Zaydem looks around, "Why don't we start with the punching bags, then move onto hand-to-hand?" He suggests.
(Sorry haven't been well :() "Punching bags sound good to me" Abby says being moving towards the bags and securing a medium sizes one to a chain.
(It's ok, u feeling better now?)"Ok. " lise moved over to where they were stacked against the wall. She debated about the best way to get it down without dropping it.
((Better but still not great)) "Come one Lise, I wanna see how hard you can hit" Abby was hoping her and Lise had pretty similar abilities and now was the time to find out.
(hope you feel better soon :)lise decided to go for it. she lifted the medium sized bag up before dropping it painfully on her foot. it was heavier than it looked! she hoped that zaydan and abby wouldn't use her weakness to their advantage.
Zayden sees Lise struggling, so he grabs a punch bag in each arm and hook them to the ceiling. Zany den smiles at her before moving to his own bag, thinking of his father to make him angry. ((Don't worry you're not disturbing me, sorry I'm so inactive))
Abby had spent a few minutes throwing punches at the bag and then stopped to turn her attention to Zayden "do you know who you're fighting against in the first round?"
Zaydens smiles drops. He can't fight. He is terrible at fighting. He will cower like a child, like he does in front of his dad. "Mack," he says quietly
Zayden is surprised at this question. "Pretend it's my dad. Or my mom. Or my sister. Or all of them. That's should make me mad enough to fight.
"Oh. " that didn't surprise lise, especially because of what had happened between him and Seth in the dorm. Lise took her stance and swung her fist round to collide with the bag.
Zaydens sees Lise start to punch, so he places his feet apart, keeping tension in his lower abdomen, and aims a punch at the bag. It swings from the force, but one Zayden gets punching, he can't stop. It's his father, suddenly, and he is so mad, he keeps hitting and hitting, so hard the bag almost breaks off of its chain.
Lise sees zaydans bag flying and tries to copy him, but he's going so fast it's hard. She plans to find Seth as soon as they're done here.
Abby hadn't realised until now how dangerous Zayden was. Not only could he fight but he seemed to get lost when he was doing it. "I just hope it's not me you're up against next round" Abby said to Zayden, not expecting much of a response
Zayden glances over at Lise and sees her standing quietly, looking at him. He pauses and goes over to her. "Put your feet apart and keep tension in your abdomen. Don't put your thumb inside your hand, hold it like this," he pauses to reposition Lises fist shape, "otherwise you will break your thumb. Use the muse lie in your back and shoulders, not your wrists and arms, as you could break your wrists. Imagine it's someone you hate, someone who you wouldn't be glad just to see them dead, you need to bethe one to kill them.
Lise repositioned. "Ok... " she said slowly "thanks. " she thought about troy. Her anger had lessened, mainly due to her knowledge that other people had much worse, but it was still there somewhere. She swung another punch. "Better?" She asked zaydan.
Zayden nods. She isn't bad. "Don't think. Just punch. Keep going until you can't lift your arms over your head." He turns to Abby," I'm not that fierce, I'm just strong." He then goes to his own bag and gets back into his furious rhythm.
Lise tries again, keeping her body tense and punching with all of it, not just her arms. Attempting to summon her anger she punches the bag, lamely; She needed to project herself. Digging out a pencil and scrap of paper from her pocket she incarnates a quick sketch of him and pins it to the bag.
Seth walks into the boxing ring and leans against the wall, watching the others train.
Lise turns, noticing Seth watching them. She glances at the others, and leaves the bag swinging very slightly, as she walks over to him. "Hey. " it sounds lame but she'd always been bad at staring conversations.
"Hey." Seth crosses his arms and keeps a hard expression. "Talk to Amber?"
"Yeah. " lise leans next to him on the wall, watching zaydan punch like a maniac. "She says its fine. " lise paused "although she warned me not to. " she looked at him for a second. "It's still up to you though. "
"Amber's smart. You must be crazy to want my help." Seth tells her. "But fine I'll help you."
"You train when I tell you to." Seth tells her. "You train how I tell you to. Understand."
"Good. Do 50 push-ups. Now." Seth says.
Lise got on the floor and compiled. She didn't bother to see what Abby or zaydan thought of this turn of events; she didn't care. They could think all they wanted.
"Faster." Seth says, watching her.
Zayden sees Seth telling Lise to do pushups. He assumes she had asked for his help in training, and he agreed. He shrugs and continues punching, hoping Seth won't approach him and start talking.
"Sit ups now." Seth demands. "100 of them."
Lise turns and starts, happier. These were what she preferred to do and found them easier. 100 was good too, she'd usually done 200.
Seth watches her excercise. "Get up." He says.
"Grab that pull-up bar." He says. "25 pull-ups. You have one minute."
Lise grabs it quick, but is worried about her limited arm strength. Her arms are dead after 6 and that took her the most of 30 seconds.
"C'mon you have 19 left and 26 seconds to do them." Seth says, his arms crossed. "You do them or you're doing 5 extra pull-ups and you're doing them one handed."
Lise pulls, giving it her all. But her arms give way when she reaches 15 and she drops to the ground.
Seth bends down and looks into Annalise's eyes. "Get up now and do the five pull-ups."


