ext_116151 ([identity profile] 1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-05-13 01:38 pm

Gym, early Saturday

It was very early on Saturday morning, so hopefully there wouldn't be anybody else around in the gym. She needed to work out some frustration, preferably without being recognized by more people she had never seen before in her life.

She pulled out the mats, laying them down at a decent distance from each other, then stepped onto on one and thought for a moment.

Back-in, full out...



ooc: open!

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-05-14 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
Dean did his best to hold on and hold Peter down, but when he felt he was losing his balance that important little bit, he threw his weight to the side, letting Peter roll them over, but with enough momentum that he was able to continue them rolling until he was on top again.

"Not bad," he said, grinning down at Peter.

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-05-14 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Nor you," said Peter with a grin and more bravado than one might be expected to exhibit while being pinned down.

Peter tried again to break the grapple. This time by the simple expedient of dropping his right shoulder and throwing the left into Dean's face.

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-05-14 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
Dean dodged out of the way and kept rolling, off of Peter and up onto his feet. He might've been able to keep Peter down, but Peter could've got lucky and besides, he wanted to keep sparring.

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-05-14 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
Peter rolled to his feet and began circling Dean again. "And here I thought anything goes meant headshots were fair game," he said, grinning.

Peter danced close again and threw a fast right cross followed by a hard left hook towards Dean's sternum.

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-05-14 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
Dean absorbed the first punch and dodged the second, grabbing onto Peter's arm as it went past him and pulling.

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-05-14 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
And where Peter's arm went, Peter followed.

He took a step or two before re-centering his balance. With Dean still holding onto his left forearm, Peter threw that arm up, pivoted on his left foot and aimed a punch into Dean's lower ribcage. Not that he didn't leave his own lower ribcage pretty exposed while doing it.

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-05-14 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
Dean grunted as Peter's punch landed, but he didn't stop moving, twisting behind Peter and pulling his arm up behind his back, stopping just shy of where he'd be in danger of breaking it. "This would be where you tap out."

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-05-14 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
"I make it a policy never to argue with impeccable logic of any sort," Peter joked. He tapped his right hand on Dean's leg, "time."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-05-14 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
Dean let Peter go with a grin. "That was fun."

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-05-14 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
Peter shook his arm out then put out his hands to touch gloves. "Most definitely, it was," Peter said, laughing. "Thanks for the match. And just so you know? I'm claiming a rematch sometime soon right now."