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The Salle, Sunday Afternoon

Leia was still full of excess energy, and while Roy had been a lot of fun, attempting to seduce her roommate was just wrong. So she'd decided to do a two birds, one stone thing, and work off some of that energy in the salle. She'd told Blackagar in Macro-Tactics that she didn't know much about hand-to-hand combat. Her skills with a blaster weren't in question, but if she was ever disarmed or in close quarters, she needed to know more about defending herself. So she was punching away at a target dummy.

If it could laugh at her, it probably would.

[Expecting one, but open salle is open.]

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Leia stepped closer. "If I have your eyes there" -- and she tugged a little lower to make sure she did -- "then I can try to get your weapon. Or run for the door."

"Why are you telling me rather than doing it?" Max asked. He was letting her keep his attention, though. You know, to help teach her.

It was all in the name of demonstrating, right? Distraction techniques!

"I am doing it," Leia said, moving even closer until there wasn't really much space between them. She moved her hand to play with her hair as she trailed the fingers of the other up Max's arm. "How am I doing?"

"I'll note," Max said, very carefully not moving a muscle, "that you haven't managed to escape yet."

Oh, right, she was supposed to be escaping. Spoilsport.

She feinted toward him, then abruptly darted to the side and tried to make it to the door.

She was still a student.

He let her slip past, then spun and swiped at her shoulder. She better be running fast if she wants to actually get away.

[Somehow I keep forgetting to hit post.]

She'd be embarrassed tomorrow? Stupid sex pollen.

One good thing about being small was she was fast, too, so she was able to dodge his hand and make it to the door. She paused there and turned around. "How was that?"

"Not bad," Max nodded. "Except that you got distracted distracting me. You better not let that happen if you're in real trouble."

"I wouldn't," Leia said soberly. "It just something in the air this week." There was no sex pollen in a GFFA. She hoped.

"You'll need to learn to block out environmental distractions," Max admonished as a way of avoiding saying 'tell me about it'. "While this one might not be one you encounter again, you could run into something else. Distraction at the wrong moment, well..." She'd just seen how useful it could be. So she didn't want to be on the receiving end.

"I think if I'm in real danger I'd be able to keep my wits about me," Leia said, walking back into the salle.

"Usually real danger is the last place people manage that." Buy, hey, she could surprise him.

He waved that away for now.

"Let's go over a couple of things you can use during a run like that one. After all, you might as well do what you can to make sure I can't chase you once you get past me."

"That sounds good to me," Leia said. She didn't want to argue (for once), so she didn't bother to point out that she doubted he'd be allowed to teach if he was the type to want to cause her harm.

Her father might disagree, but he'd be flipping out later.

"The first thing to be aware of is that the knee becomes a much less attractive target from behind. A good shot will take your opponent down, but because you'll be attacking in the direction the joint bends, it won't cause them permanent damage. They'll still be able to chase you."

"So kick then run?" Leia asked. "Or is there some way better to get them from behind?"

Soooo not dirty.

"Well, one thing you have to deal with is that you're short. So there are two options for you. Hit one of the lower vital spots, or find a way to get someone on their knees so that you can really have your way with them."

Oh, like she could resist an opening like that.

"So how would I get you on your knees?" she said. Totally innocently.

"While you can't do much damage hitting the knees from behind, the joints bend that way naturally, so a good solid kick..." Max glanced over at her, eyebrow raised.

"Am I going to have enough power to bring you down?" Leia said, a little skeptical.

"If you time things right, and hit the leg that's supporting my weight, yes. Unless someone is braced for it, it's nearly impossible to stop your knee from folding when it's hit from behind." She should try it.

Leia circled around Max, judging where he had more of his weight supported. "Like this?" she said as she kicked the back of his knee as hard as she could.

Max consciously didn't brace himself for the attack and as her kick landed his knee folded forward, dropping his weight awkwardly to one side before he could recover. He ended up kneeling and rather than recovering immediately, he waited.

Leia pushed at him from the side, trying to unbalance him further and knock him to the ground. Hey, it was worth a shot.

Yeah. Not the best choice of moves there. Max didn't budge. Instead he turned in place, reaching up to grab at her. "Wasted opportunity," he criticized.

"Then what should I have done to make you go down?" Leia said.

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