Punching Bags and High Tempers (For LtLukas)

[ragaz]

Moonyoung was at it, hitting the punching bag again, polishing her technique of busting teeth.
PUFF PUFF! PUFF PUFF SMACK! The sound of fists smashing into the punching bag could be heard through the entire gym. Every now and then a few people would visit her. Some wanted a tip or two about punching, some wanted more in-depth lessons and there were some that just wanted her autograph. Even before joining LAW, Lee had already made quite a name for herself. That is for being a champion on a couple of ''big deal'' leagues and for being a cover model for a sports magazine. Plus, there was a couple of impressive matches she had here on LAW. Although she could feel the consequences of those matches till this day.

That's how the day went by, touring through all the training equipment in between her tutoring. When Moonyoung was doing push-ups, one could see that her arms were not very thick, yet they were powerful. Her frame wasn't really big, but her abs were rock-hard when tensed up. She looked like someone you would want at your side in a bar fight..

After doing a good number of push-ups, she went over to a chair that had a bottle of water near it. She sat down, hanged a towel over her shoulders and took a few sips from the bottle while wiping her sweat away. The boxing trainer noticed that the majority of people were leaving, so her attention shifted to the clock and it turns out that it was late afternoon already.

She rested for another minute or two, drinking her water and wiping the sweat away. Lee decided to have a last round with the punching bag before going home. And so she did, Moonyoung hit it with a couple of left jabs and then a killer right, pushing the punching bag into the distance. Dodging as it came back, she delivered a couple of low uppercuts to the side as if hitting someone in the ribs, followed by a straight right jab in the ''nose.''. After a little pause, the boxer would continue throwing various combos at the poor punching bag for a minute or so until...

[LtLukas]

Jessica was prowling. She wasn't sure what she was going to get. When she was out in downtown Tokyo, it was abundantly clear what she wanted. All those little Japanese girls had never encountered anyone quite like Jessica, and they were usually pretty dang happy to figure out exactly what she could do. It occurred to her that exactly that sort of thing could still happen, but it would be a little bit different. That thought effervesced and brought a smile to her face.

She was wearing a black tank top and white basketball shorts. Her black Converses completed her black and white look, and Jessica was feeling good. Today was not a day where she would be blasting through everything looking for personal records. Her workout was on the lighter side, and that gave her the manic energy she was now using to prowl around. There was a striking class earlier that Jessica had completely ignored, and it looked like it was starting to dissapate.

But one remained. She looked strong. Lithe. Ready to mix it up. Ready to push back when Jessica pushed, if she was lucky. This woman seemed to know what she was doing, which made it all the more thrilling. Sweat dripping off her body as she walked over, Jessica walked up to the exact same bag that this redhead was working on.

And she started hitting it from the other side. Jessica's punches were not the tight ones that this woman were throwing. No, they belonged more in a bar brawl than they did a boxing ring. But they would sure be annoying, given that they were on the bag that this lady was working on.

[ragaz]

As Moonyoung was taking out her life's frustrations on the punching bag, a certain purple-haired and mean-spirited woman approached the boxer. However, she was pretty indirect about it - The woman came to the opposite side of the punching bag and began doing her own stuff.

Now, Moonyoung was a little surprised at first, but a moment later she realized what's all this was about. Maybe that woman thought she was funny. The gym was almost empty now, yet the purple-haired woman chose this specific bag. Even a donkey could figure it out that this girl was trying to fuck with her (figuratively). It's not like there are any punching bags available...'' Moonyoung just commented sarcastically before delivering a noticeably strong punch to the bag, sending it in her ''partner's'' direction.

Moonyoung wasn't someone that starts a fight, she is usually the one that ends them. So, if this girl wanted Moonyoung to lose her cool and snap, she must've misjudged the Korean. If this girl wanted to start a fight, then fine, it's her funeral, but Lee sure wasn't going to be the one to start it.

[LtLukas]

So she could talk. Upon getting a little bit closer to the woman, she figured out that her hair was pink and not red, not that it particularly mattered. Everyone bled the same color after all. The woman launched a particularly strong punch at the back, sending the thing teetering in her direction. She took a step back to avoid it at its high point, and then took a step forward to get even more power into the punch that she sent towards it. Her technique left something to be desired, but the raw power that she could exude did not. And she wanted this lady to learn that.

Before it could swing too far, she grabbed the bag with both hands to steady it. "Yeah." Jessica looked to her left and right in an exaggerated manner, highlighting the fact that it was truly just them standing on either sides of this bag. She got a little bit closer to it, feeling the leather with her entire body, glaring daggers into this woman with those purple eyes. "So why don't you go find another? I want this one." Jessica cocked her head to the side.

She had put a very serious ante up. Time to see whether or not this boxer was bluffing.

[ragaz]

Moonyoung could tell that her new friend over here had some serious power in her arms after seeing how the woman punched it and how fast the bag accelerated towards the boxer. This girl wasn't an amateur when it came to punching either as she punched along with a step forward, which lets you put more mass behind your punch. It seems like she knew that much at least.

Moonyoung, instead of punching back the thing at her, stopped it instead, but it seemed like the effort wasn't hers alone. This girl was a funny one or at least was pretending to be with that obviously silly answer of hers. It earned a raised eyebrow from Lee for a moment until this purple-haired chick added some more wisdom into the mix, which turned Moonyoung's expression into a small smile.

The boxer also got a little closer to the punching bag with something in mind. You want it? Then buy it! With that, came the punchline, literally. As Lee would say that, she would use her right hand to deliver a powerful, low, close range uppercut into the bag to essentially send some force this funny girl's way.

[LtLukas]

Jessica's eyes did not waiver from the boxer. There were very few types of women who showed up to a gym like this, let alone a federation like this. If anyone around here backed down quickly there was no chance that they would survive. So when this woman did not walk to another bag, Jessica was not entirely surprised, just as she was not entirely disappointed. She had come to these halls looking for trouble, and she had more than found it, thanks to this punching woman.

But then she went and got aggressive. Jessica's eyes went wide as Moonyoung approached the same bag that Jessica was standing behind. There was no time to react, nor was she sure that she would know how to deal with the situation that was being presented to her. The pink haired woman took a step forward and sent the bag straight into the Violent Violet. The punching bag slammed into her, causing Jessica to stagger back a little bit in a mix of surprise and sheer force.

She wiped her mouth with her hand. "Watch it. You don't want any shit." Jessica was staring at this woman. Hard.

[ragaz]

Moonyoung's stiff punch to the bag pushed the smug bitch back. The boxer felt a little satisfied putting the punk in her place. Naturally, Moonyoung's ''punchline'' made the purple-haired girl angry, evident by her street-level threat. Lee suspected that this felt pretty humbled when the bag slammed into her.

Well, Moonyoung was plenty smug herself. That's right, I don't want any shit. That is why I pushed the shit off my punching bag. Moonyoung wondered how would this new friend react to being regarded as ''shit''. From her abundant experience with such lowlives, Lee suspected that more threats would come her way, or fists for that matter.

Moonyoung would simply continue doing her exercise punches on the bag while being as nonchalant as possible, trying to show that practice was all she wanted. On the outside, it might seem that Moonyoung was barely paying any attention to her new friend, but in reality, she was preparing to respond to whatever ''shit'' the purplehead would throw at her, verbal or physical.

[LtLukas]

Jessica watched. She didn't mind a lot of things, as long as she 'won' whatever contest of strength was present. One of those few things that had a tendency to get under her skin was the feeling of being ignored, especially as it pertained to the threat of imminent violence. This lady was ignoring that from Jessica, which caused a look of anger to crackle across the Violent Violet's face. She would simply not tolerate getting treated this way, which is to say like all of the other women in the gym.

So she decided to do what she usually did, which was to make life more difficult for people who committed any slight, real or imagined, against her. Jessica went to make the situation a little bit more tense. Instead of waiting around behind the bag for it to slam into her again, she waited until there was a break in the flow of punches. It would take a sense of timing, but Jessica knew that she could pull it off.

"You sure?" She posed the question with her arms crossed. The only way that the pink-haired girl was going to get through the bag was through her.

[ragaz]

Moonyoung was a little surprised, yet appeased by the lack of reaction from the violet girl. That was a good thing, so Moonyoung just continued punching the bag, paying no mind to her new friend. Although the guest wasn't moving away either - must've been thinking of more ways how to mess with the trainer. Lee had a feeling this was inevitably going to escalate into something more, despite all her efforts to ignore those threats of sorts.

Moonyoung delivered a punch, retracted her arm and went for another one as she noticed the woman jump in between Lee and the bag. Moonyoung would throw the punch regardless, but stop it in less than an inch away from the violet woman's arms. Are you trying to get yourself killed? Moonyoung would ask in a calm, yet serious tone.

[LtLukas]

Jessica did not look down. Such would have been an admission of failure. This woman was continuing to punch and Jessica did not want to show this woman that she was afraid. That she could be afraid. So her purple eyes rested on the boxer's face as she threw a punch that stopped a mere inch from Jessica's arms. That would have hurt, for sure. But it would have also given Jessica a legitimate opportunity to whale on this woman, which was more her style.

"Dunno. You won't have to stop next time if we're in the ring. But you sure as hell won't be stopping me either," Jessica said as she nodded to the ring.