http://alchemic-bean.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] alchemic-bean.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-09-09 10:34 am

Lawn outside the dorms, mid-morning Saturday

It was too pretty a day to be inside, so Edward was taking advantage of the morning and the fact that his fitness class had done absolutely nothing in the exercise department yesterday. Clad in his sleeveless shirt and shorts that fully showed off his automail, he was doing stretches, basic katas and would occasionally throw off flurries of punches and kicks at the nearest tree.

The tree probably didn't appreciate Edward's enthusasium. Oh well, no one asked it.

[Open to anyone who wants to spar or bother the bean]

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip blocked the roundhouse kick and darted forward with a quick jab to Ed's face.

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip dodged to the side slightly and went to grab Ed's arm and twist him into a throw.

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
The disadvantage of being tall, your long legs are vulnerable. Pip managed to avoid one but went down ad Ed hit one of his legs.

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's because you're both short," Pip replied. He leapt up and snapped out with his right leg in a kick at Ed's human shin.

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-09-09 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip leapt backward from Ed's flailing lunge. "I don't think I said that," he said.

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-09-10 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
Pip leapt to the side. "Okay, dude. You're not even fighting anymore. You're just throwing yourself to me."