The Dorm Stairwell, Monday Afternoon

[raspberryturk]

Reno was antsy today. And antsy was not always the wisest state of being for Reno to remain in. He could try to drink it off, but drinking while he was feeling like this usually led to brawling, and he was trying to avoid being kicked off the island, here.

So he went with his other option- burn it off.

This was why Reno was running laps up and down the stairs of the dorms.

[[Open, of course. It's a stairway. :O ]]

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Cassandra frowned, "Why would I have a sword?"

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Reno gave his shoulders a dismissive shrug.

"Seems like a hero thing. Whatever." He tilted his head. "You got a weapon of choice?"

Casual conversation at its finest.

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She lifts a clenched fist to reveal her extensively scarred knuckles. She figured for someone like Reno that would be a pretty good answer.

[raspberryturk]

That was a perfect answer. He raised a well-worked hand of his own and nodded.

"I hear that loud and clear."

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Cassandra considered him in silence. Then: "You any good?"

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"Gotta be good," he replied smoothly. "It's what I do, yo."

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Her head tilted to one side, then the other. "Prove it," she eventually demanded without moving from her perch on the rail.

[raspberryturk]

Reno cracked his knuckles and stretched his arms casually. "Here on the steps, yo?"

He would go for that if she was game. Stairwell sparring beat drunken brawling, right?

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

"Unless you want to go somewhere easier." Her voice was mostly challenging, but her stance conveyed just a hint of mockery.

[raspberryturk]

That earned a dismissive snort as Reno raised a finger. "Easier? What could be easier than a staircase in a hallway?" Challenging was what Reno's tone was all about.

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Cassandra just stood where she was, balanced on the rail, grinning and waiting for Reno to stop talking and do something.

[raspberryturk]

Reno, of course, was just cocky enough to attempt to throw the first punch. Sort of a three-steps-and-a-fist deal. No form to speak of, but the guy had speed.

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Speed was good. Cassandra approved of it. Of course three steps was enough for her to step smoothly out of the way. She decided to keep her perch on the rail and twitched an eyebrow at Reno as if to ask 'is that it?'

[raspberryturk]

Oh. Oh, she was that smug type that was going to just stand there like nothing had happened. Nice. He was going to have to wipe that look off of her face, then, maybe with his foot. He grabbed onto the rail with one hand for the sake of balance and kicked. High.

He liked kicking.

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

Oh, he was fast and pretty clever. Cassandra let herself drop from the rail rather than try to hold onto the unstable position. She leans slightly to avoid the kick and lets her elbow swing out in an attempt to catch him in the shin with the force of her fall.

[raspberryturk]

Both Reno and Reno's shin didn't appreciate the gesture, as he stepped back to avoid having his leg cracked for the second time in a week. The result, of course, was a couple steps more than he had anticipated as he half-stumbled blindly backward down the stairs.

Right. Stairway. Piece of cake. Keeping that in mind, yo.

He cleared those four steps in one stride, leading with his fist yet again.

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As Reno threw himself forward, so did Cassandra. It was a bit dangerous since her own forward momentum would add to his, she twisted to avoid Reno's punch and aimed one of her own at his stomach.

[raspberryturk]

Damn, but she was good at being evasive. Reno almost managed to slip out of the way of the punch to the gut, but her fist still caught him in the ribs-- and with her coming down the stairs the way she was, that was almost worse.

Once again, Reno found himself tripping backward down the steps, this time with a little less dignity than the last time.

And, his ribs not too happy with him but his ego far too big for him to leave it at that, he was on his way up the stairs again, this time leading with a punch and tossing in a kick for good measure. His chest was wide open, sure, but with any luck it would be more difficult to dodge two hits than just one.

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

That first punch was easy to dodge, but that kick was a bit trickier. Instead of coming in for another shot, she had to step back to open up the distance between them so that she didn't get hit.

[raspberryturk]

"You know," Reno said, a smirk on his lips, "you can stop dodging and let me hit you any time now." He ducked down low and jogged up the stairs to attempt another kick, then maybe a couple of punches.

He liked punching, too.

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She supposed that she could, and her answering smirk was dangerous. The kick was dodged, and the first punch or two blocked, but then she dived forward again. It wasn't that she had to take the hit, it was just that doing so would let her set up a punch-kick-punch combo that was much harder to stop if she let the punch take her in the gut.

So that's what she did. It was a good punch, and she grimaced as she took it, but she didn't slow down.

[raspberryturk]

Whoop, now she was throwing decent punches, and being lower on the staircase found him at a disadvantage when her kick caught him in the hip and sent him thumping down a couple of steps, behind-first.

Oh, his pride.

His pride, of course, was what had him getting up despite the bruise on his ass and trying to get around her so that he could see what advantages he could gain from the higher ground.

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Cassandra saw what he was doing, and she was impressed. Moving to the high ground was a good tactical choice, after all. She decided that she was curious enough to see what he'd do to let him have it, but she wasn't going to make it easy.

With a quick shift in position she set things up so that he could make it past her, but he'd have to take a shot somewhere to do it.

[raspberryturk]

Reno saw what she was doing, here.

Reno didn't much care. He was used to taking a few shots to get the advantage. The prospect of another bruise on his ass didn't scare him off.

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

Well, if he were willing to take it, he could take it. Cassandra lifted a hand to beckon him up the stairs and threw a kick intended to catch him on the thigh. Nothing too bad, just another bruise.

Then she'd see what he would do with the high ground.