Sparring with Maria

[will_scarlett]

There are days when the fight seems neverending and the only hope exists in Robin's eyes that see a better future for Nottingham. Now though there are rumors of Richard returning and he wants to believe that that the king will help. But he knows and he saw in Doc's eyes that they're outlaws, happy endings aren't usually given to them.

That's why he's out at the punching bag with his shirt off and hitting all the things that he can't change.

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Will can accurately fire an English longbow, its good for his muscles.

He's only able to partly block the kidney shot but aims another jab, this time higher and followed by a quick bit of footwork.

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She has no choice but to evade.

It lasts all of a second before she finds another opening and moves back in.

Eventually, she gets him into a grapple.

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She's good at those, Will has no complaints, this is an enjoyable style of fighting with a beautiful woman.

He can get out of them and shifts his weight to use his weight and speed to get out of it.

[holds_her_own]

When they break, he's treated to another smirk.

She dances a few feet away from him for a few moments, but wastes no time in making the first move.

She comes in with a ferocious one-two-combo and ducks, swinging around to jab his midsection.

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He blocks a few of the punches before absorbing the jab and using it to hit her sides and get her in a hold.

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A few hits take her by surprise.

He may not have the training she does, but he's wiry and quick, and she's enjoying this more than she'll say.

He gets her in a hold, and ...


Let's just say she doesn't fight as hard as she could to get out of it.

For now.

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As he holds her, he waits with a smile, "Yer move?"

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That's all he has to say.

Throwing her weight forward, she flips him ass over teakettle. He lands on his back, and she lands in a crouch with her forearm pressed to his clavicle.

Arching an eyebrow:

"We have to stop meeting this way."

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Its a hard hit but there are mats and once he has his breath back, he laughs,

"Nay, should do it more often."

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She shakes her head.

"Don't go easy on me."

Her grin is easy and relaxed.

God, it's nice being off the clock.

"Or else I'll keep you on your back."

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"I wasna just enjoyin' meself. Always appreciate a fine sparrin' partner, John'll tell ye that and its comfortable down 'ere,"

It is and he was at the bag for a while before he entered and this is a nice position.

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She chuckles.

"Little John?"

She leans back, taking her weight off his neck.

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"Aye, 'e's the only John I spar with an see all the time,"

He smirks up at her, resting his hands behind his head.

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Well, so long as he's making himself comfortable.

"I'll take the comparison as a compliment."

She's not the type to be off-put when likened to burly men.

So long as they're skilled at what they do.

"Do you dance with him, too?"

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"Nay, I dinna just spar an fight alongside 'im,"

John's built but quicker than he seems, Will means it as a compliment.

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"Oh, good. I was afraid you were sending mixed signals."

She smirks.

She still isn't sure an intergalactic dalliance is a good idea, but flirting is innocent enough.

We'll disregard the kissing.

And the fact that she's perched atop his pelvis.

This is a strictly professional meeting between two highly skilled fighters with a lot on their minds and steam to blow off.

"Shall we go again?"


(Forget the double entendre lacing the invitation.)



(And the expectant way she looks for his answer.)

[will_scarlett]

"As often as ye like,"

Though he'd also be happy to just stay here and see where things go as well.

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"Gentleman."

She quirks a smile, and offers him a hand up.

She wouldn't mind if he was less of a gentleman, but the back and forth is easy and fun.

And he doesn't pull his punches with her. That earns him points.


After another twenty minutes, the intensity has gone up threefold. Maria staggers back, licking the fresh split in her lip, and grins.

"Buy you a drink?"

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He reaches out to help her steady herself as the more they've sparred, the more he's wanted to kiss her, but he's being careful. Memories of being too quick or too polite with Kate and Molly keep appearing but he pushes them down. Maria is herself and he's going to treat her that way,

"Oh aye an I'll buy ye dinner."

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He may find that she's not like any woman he's known before.

She likes it when he's on his toes.

"You better."

She runs her thumb along her lip, satisfied when it comes away with more sweat than blood.

Not a bad afternoon.

"Do I need to carry you in?"

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"Nay, I'll be fine," Will has some new bruises but he came by them fairly and he grabs a towel to wipe down before pulling on his shirt.

"Though 'rhaps I should clean up 'fore takin' ye to dinner."

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Hill collects her jacket and sidearm, but only takes care to put the necklace back on.

She's without her gym bag, and eager to get inside for a glass of water.

"I've dined with worse."

Besides, the look suits him.

"But if there are showers around here, I guess it couldn't hurt."

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"Aye, I've a room 'ere an think I've seen showers round 'ere, ne'er looked for 'em,"

But if she doesn't mind him being a little smelly, he won't change and just wipes his hair once again with the towel before rebuckling his belt.

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She watches him skim another layer of sweat off, and grins.

"Come on. I need a drink, and it wouldn't be fair if you went off to freshen up and left me smelling like low tide at the pier."

Has Will had the pleasure of visiting San Diego?

Some things you can never forget.

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"Ye smell far nicer than aught to do with water. Shall we, milady?"

He slings the towel in the laundry basket and bows to her before offering his arm.