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Post by Becca Kaiser on Jun 16, 2011 6:38:22 GMT -8
Becca stalked into the gym early in the morning, just as the sun was setting and the cool night breeze began to blow. She wasn't used to being awake this early, but it didn't really phase her either. The morning wasn't what upset her, it was the reason why she was up in the first place. Sighing, she dropped her light jacket and set it next to her water bottle against the bleacher in the side on the gym. Using confident, full strides she walked over to the main mat and sat down.
As she sat on the ground, she mumbles small words to herself so that only she can hear, "Not again, no. Why is this happening again." Becca's voice wavered a bit as she started her stretches. She had just started the easiest of the stretches as she replayed the morning in her mind.
She had just started a dream, about some topic that she can't even remember, when her cell phone blared at full volume. When she looked groggily over at the screen, she saw an unmarked number. The oddity of her situation caused her guardian senses to flair. When she answered, she hung up the phone instantly; it was her mother.
Finishing her stretches, Becca walked over to the nearest 'strigoi' dummy and pulled it to the middle of the workout area. Looking at the clock on the far wall, she didn't guess anyone would walk in so turned her back to the door and pullled out her stake.
Before she started she paused again, glancing over her stake at the tiny little patterns of fire carved into it. She couldn't help but smirk at the fire, Zak had it carved into her stake after she lit his shirt on fire in a little prank. Karma got back at her though, her smile faded, thinking of her slight bang burn.
With the fade of her smile, she looked at the dummy, circled, and started throwing precise kicks and punches, getting lost in the hits that could only be honed this well by a full fledged guardian, until she finally drove the stake effortlessly into its 'heart'.
"Perfect." She breathed out, not out of breath in the least after the short 20 minute start to her work out. However, she had let herself slip and didn't hear when someone walked inito the gym.
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Post by Araceli Mariela Ricci on Jun 17, 2011 9:58:30 GMT -8
Ara yawned as her crawled out of bed and got dressed. She walked outside and picked a nice spot to watch the sunset and she smiled. It was so beautiful. After she watched that she hurried to the gym. She sliped in quietly as no to disturb anyone who might be in there. She froze in the door way as she saw a woman she didn't know. Obviously a guardian, after all no novice could sent blows like that. Ara grined at the woman and silently walked across the gym and sat on a bench in the side of gym.
She watched at the guardian fight her Strigoi practice dummy. She smiled the whole time and when she was done Ara still watched quietly not wanting to disurb her incase she was still training. Ara could silently wait. But if the guardian noticed then they she would talk, well if the guardian spoke first anyway.
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Post by Becca Kaiser on Jun 17, 2011 10:30:00 GMT -8
Becca turned around to see a young girl there, probably a freshman, sitting on the bench. She didn't know the girl's name, so she had to be. She got that because she had gone to this school last year herself, and she would have at least recognized her face to see if she was ono the upper campus.
Despite her otherwise bad mood, working out always brightened her and the perfect staking almost made her downright giddy. She walked over to the bench, took a sip of her water, and smiled at the girl, "Hi there! My name, if it isn't already in the rumors around here, is Guardian Rebecca Kaiser."
Becca looked the girl up and down, she seemed a bit timid to her, but then again if she was a freshman then watching a guardian in a fairly bad mood impale a dummy as if it were the body that angered her would have probably scared any novice. She then looked closer at the girl, saw the start of real muscles forming, it was a start. But there was also something that she had noticed since she was a student, freshman needed to build leaner muscle from the start, junior level staking sucked otherwise.
"So," Becca started with a smile, "You came here for a reason, to work out. Looking to truely test your skills?" There was a testing tone to Becca's voice, daring the girl to take the challenge and show what she had.
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Post by Araceli Mariela Ricci on Jun 17, 2011 11:10:31 GMT -8
Ara looked at Guadian Kaiser and smiled. she listened when she spoke again. 'So, You came here for a reason, to work out. Looking to truely test your skills?' Testing her skills? Yes!! Ara nodded and beamed at the Guardian in front of her and she stood up.
"I'm Araceli Mariela Ricci. But you can call me Ara if you like." she smiled still and held out her hand. "I do want to test my skills. I know I'm not the best novice out there. Adn i really want to learn. I don't want to deal with not knowing what to do when Strigoi strike again. Because that was not fun." She scowled and shook her head. She figured the Guardian wouls have known about her. After all how many rumors about here were there now?
There was the one about her single handedly taking out three Strigoi. The one that she and Guardin Contrarez has used Ara as bait and then killed the Strigoi. Then there were more. But she hadn't heard them all. The one thing she never heard was the truth. She was in the park and two Strigoi attaked her and Guardian Contrarez and her got five cuts on her left ankle that were now pretty much healed. Ara had only kicked one Strigoi. and that was how she got hurt. but she hadn't ever killed a Strigoi.
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Post by Becca Kaiser on Jun 20, 2011 7:36:41 GMT -8
Becca put her hand out and proceeded to shake the younger girl's hand. She smiled a bit in her head that the girl hand enough sense to stand to shake, it as a common curtesy that so many up and coming novices had forgotten to acknowledge. "Well Ara, you can call me Becca unless we are in a situation where titles are definately madatory, but they should appear too often in the gym."
Business over Becca turned on her heel and started walking purposefully to the center of the gym where the sparring would begin. She pulled her hair up into a high ponytail, bringing her 6 molojna marks and her promise mark into view. She then lifted the dummy and placed it back over to the area she had found it. She hadn't even turned around yet when she started, "The first thing to know, is that you are NEVER supposed to jump iin a fight unless you are ready. Not only are you a serious danger to yourself, but you are a huge danger to the Guardians and Senior Novices around you who can fight flawlessly. And as for it not being fun, and the injuries you sustained, keep in mind that you got off lucky. If Guardian Contrarez wouldn't have been there, you would have been lunch." Becca turned back and looked at Ara, "That, is lesson one."
Walking to the center of the fight ring and motioning for Ara to join her, Becca continued, "Lesson two, don't expect you oponent to attack first, or even be in a fighting stance. I know they train you freshman year to watch posture of your opponent and respond to their attack, but strigoi won't wait for you while they sit in cat stance. You'll have to take the lead, or they will distract you and kill you before you responde. Control your opponent, control your fight."
With that, Becca stood straight up and motioned for Ara to attack. She already had a plan. First she would use all of her skills to take Ara down, then she would brake down all of the moves and teach her how to avoid getting pinned. She knew teaching a freshman would be hard but she had confidence.
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Post by Araceli Mariela Ricci on Jun 21, 2011 13:41:49 GMT -8
Ara smiled and shook Becca's hand before nodding at her instrustions of what to call her. She watched at Becca walked away to put the practice dummy away and listened intently to Lesson One. She nodded when Becca looked at her. She knew she got lucky. She wasn't trying to say she wasn't nor would she ever say she wasn't lucky that Natasha showed up. Ara then walked over whn she was motioned for. She has remained where she was waiting for exact directions. Adn then she got them and pulled her hair brown into a ponytail as she stopped infront of Becca and listened to her again. Lesson Two.
She blinked when Becca motioned for her to attack. They were going to spar right off the bat? Uhm... okay. She blinked again and went into training mode. No more nice sweet Ara. well not for the moment. That was how she was in training. She was tough. She did this because she wasnted to be the best Guardian she could be someday. And to protect the ones she loved. She lost practicly her whold family she wasn't going to loose her brother as well. That was why she worked so hard at it.
She thought through both lesson quickly and she scowled mentally at the first lesson taking the true meaning of that. 'Right. Lesson One: Watch everyone around yo fight as hard as they can durring and attack and just watch and eventually die because you don't know exactly what you are doing. That sounds like that will make everyone live longer. Please do remind me to watch my brother die next time I see him will you?' She thought as she looked at Becca compleatly relaxed, or rather as relaxed as she could be without falling over anyway. 'Okay so... Control my opponent... Control the fight. Okay... Got it.'
She stared calmly at Becca no more than a foot away from her and she simply turned and took two steps away beforwe turning quickly and swnding a swift kick towards her legs. Why did she do this? Maybe to throw her off... People really didn't turn away from their instructor so it could throw Becca off giving her a slight advantage for the first kick.
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Post by Becca Kaiser on Jun 22, 2011 4:42:29 GMT -8
Becca watched as Ara got more mad by each word that came out of her mouth. She knew that no words were spoken, but body language tells volumes when you know how to read it. The smile that came almost came to Becca's mouth was funny, she was just like Ara when she was her age. She had learned the hard way that getting side tracked would get you killed, or someone you cared about.
She watched as Ara pulled her hair back and stood about a foot in front of her. Becca started ticking the mistakes to talk to her about, number 1, too close to your opponent. She looked at the tenetive girl, probably beccause they didn't stretch. Well, sorry to inform you but strigoi aren't going to sit around and occupy themselves while you stretch; mistake two, never hesistate.
Becca watched as Ara turned and took one step, anticipated a side swip kick because her arms wouldn't reach, and prepared. She, by the second step, prepared and did a back handspring to be out of range. However, she had not been disappointed with the power behin Ara's kick; it was strong for her age and size, not quite aimed and precise, but certainly something that could be worked with. Mistake three, learn precision.
Landing in a cat stance with one leg extended fully and one hand with their knuckles on the ground, Becca smiled. "Not bad, now you have my attention." She shot up out of the cat stance and ran toward Ara. She then proceeded to try and prove a point. She jumped up, using Ara's shoulders as a focal point, and did a front hand spring over her head and landed behind her. As she fell to the ground, she threw a solid and precise kick aimed right at Ara's knees. She knew how she had to land, hands flat on the ground, close to push-up form with one leg in the air and the other flat footed on the ground.
Becca wanted to prove a point with the acrobatics she had learned as a private study with her charge before he died of cancer a month ago, strigoi could do things you couldn't do, things you wouldn't expect them to do. She saw so much of herself in Ara, and that made her want to train her harder so that she wouldn't make the same mistakes that Becca had. From her place on the ground, Becca turned her head slightly and watched Ara from the corner of her eye to see if the hit had landed. "Lesson three, expect your opponent to know your nenxt move when you do. And always expect the unexpected or abnormal to happen, fate is against you always."
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Post by Araceli Mariela Ricci on Jun 22, 2011 21:00:20 GMT -8
Ara wasn't all that surprised her kick was dodged. Becca knew how to avoid things like that. She straightened herself up and suddenly Becca was fliping over her. She swivled around and watched her land as she was turning and she finished turning just in time to have her knee kicked. She winced and yelped in pain, thankfully her knee hadn't been at quite the right spot to be broken, and then she grabbed at Becca's ankle as she fell. She was hoping to grab it and pull Becca off her hands while Ara jumped up and lunged at her in an attempt to keep her on the ground.
Like hell she would let a kick to the knee stop her even if it hurt. She was going to get hurt sometimes in fights. It was just they way it was. Guradians faught Strigoi and got hurt and sometimes died in the process. She knew this and she didn't want to die but you know eventually she was going to be a Guardian and she knew the dangers of the occupation but she was fine with them. She was a tough girl and was totally going to kick Strigoi ass when she got older. And the start of that ability was not giving up no matter what. So she was doing that. No giving up at all. None. Not even a tiny spec of giving up would be found in her.
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Post by Becca Kaiser on Jun 27, 2011 4:09:26 GMT -8
Becca's smirk increased as she felt Ara grab through the pain of a perfect kick and hold her ankle. She knew that this would put her in a very precarius position, but Becca had honestly thought Ara would have crumbled in pain at the blow. She had seen full blown strigoi yelp in pain at that very hit, not done nearly as well, and this girl cringed and continued. "Good recovery," Becca said as she felt her body slide down accross the mat.
In an effort to not be in such a horrible position, Becca used her free foot to flip herself onto her back. She then pulled her other foot and knee to her chest with a jerk. She knew that Ara had to fall on top of her for there to be an opening, just based on the ankle hold. She again noted that Ara was quite good for her age, but she needed polish to be perfect; Becca wouldn't let her graduate without being perfect.
After she flipped over, Becca looked into Ara's eyes as she moved, and was more than pleased with the look. She saw fire to not lose, she saw an understanding of life, death, and the want to keep living, she saw drive. She had just jerked her knee when she pulled her right arm over her ribs and held on, in wait, to her left shoulder.
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Post by Araceli Mariela Ricci on Jul 20, 2011 14:12:36 GMT -8
Ara didn't respond when Becca complimented her on her recovery. She wasn't paying attention to anything like that it was time to kick this guardian's ass if she could. And this little brunette who stood at five foot two was determined to succeed in that. Becca's knee came up before Ara could do anything about it because she had not let go of her ankle yet and she landed her stomach hitting the knee and she rolled off to the left slightly. She huffed and dived to tackle Becca and maybe catch her side and force her to roll over leaving Ara with the chance to pin the Guardian on her front side. If she could do this and managed to keep her down then Ara had the fight won. But she knew enough about Guardians to know that fights were never that simple and that Ara wouldn't have that easy a time in beating Becca.
((XP its kinda short sorry...))
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Post by Becca Kaiser on Jul 21, 2011 6:14:35 GMT -8
Becca smirked, she was predictable. She was very, this opening or nothing, there was no anticipation in her fighting, and that would be her ultimate undoing. Anticipating could be taught, but intuition couldn't be, and she worried that the young girl had neither. She wouldn't know for a few more moves. She could pin her right now, and after a second of thought and a side shot that made her feel like she could get sick on the mat, she went for it.
Taking her arm that was on the other side of her body, Becca crossed over again and pushed Ara shoulder across her and onto the mat. She then flipped over herself and used all of her weight to push the other girl down. It might have been a bit excessive on the weight, but she had learned many times don't under-estimate your opponent.
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Post by Araceli Mariela Ricci on Aug 12, 2011 11:20:36 GMT -8
Ara scowled when she got pinned down and she struggled and make very little success in it. Becca was stronger than her but she wasn't about to let her just win. She thought back to her spar with Natasha. As soon as Natasha has her pinned and thought the fight had been won and went to help her up, Ara pulled her back down and pinned her down in return and won. It was a common thing to help the other person up after a spar. The friendly and polite thing to do. She was willing to bet Becca would do the same. She was a Guardian so she would do such a thing wouldn't she? There was only one way to find out.
The young brunette scowled and pulled roughly trying to get away still and when she still couldn't break free she huffed annoyance at defeat and glared at the ceiling still pulling at little bit. Now all there was to do was wait for Becca to help her up then she could surprise her if she did.
((sorry it took to long!!))
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