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While your everyday classroom would be set up with desks, chairs and maybe even an indication as to what the lesson was going to be about, this classroom was different. The chairs were gone, the desks had vanished and the only ‘new’ thing about this class were the two boxes sitting by Professor Hirsch’s desk. One box, sealed, was sitting on the floor by the desk and the other, open and empty, was sitting on the man's desk itself.
With the desks and chairs gone, the Defence Professor has placed comfortable mats and cushions around the room. Each cushion has a small name tag on it and every inch of the floor is covered with the same mats that can be found in the Defence Training Room, if anyone has had a peek in there. If you look up at the board, you'll find out exactly what it is you're meant to do with your name tags...
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Take a name tag and write down your name, house and year before sticking it on your chest.
... And no fake names, please. He'd know. He would.
Speaking of, Professor Hirsch himself can be found leaning against his desk, his arms crossed across his chest and his legs crossed at the ankles.
So come in, grab a cushion, and wait for the lesson to begin.
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Kitty was not very good at physical activities, she wasn't that strong at all - and she wondered if she would be able to break free even if she followed the instructions. Hopefully she would. "Here goes!"Kitty said to herself and to Hady. Then she took a step towards her partner and brought her elbow down, trying to do it exactly as she had just felt and seen Hady do it, and when Hady's wrist bent downwards she lifted her arm upwards.
There really wasn't to much that had to be done when it was the other girls turn. The fifth years job was as simple as pie. Just hold onto Kitty's wrist until the girl had freed herself from her grasp. Easy as one, two, three.
Hady kept herself relaxed and her hold on her partners wrist firm. The feeling of her wrist being bent downwards was a strange one but at least it didn't hurt. Plus only a few moments later her hold on Kitty was no more. "Nice work! See it wasn't that tough to do. Do you want to try again?" Nothing wrong with getting I as much practice as they could.
"Thanks!" Kitty felt a surge of excitement as she realized that she WAS able to do this, despite her lack of physical strength. Whoever knew she would ever do good at Defense Against the Dark Arts? "Sure, let's do it again. Your turn now, right? Or do you want me to go again?" Now that she knew she could do it she was no longer worried about who would go next.
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The dummy STILL had not let go of her wrist. Come ON, dummy! Instead of letting loose it was pulling her even closer, into that tight death hug that the professor had warned them about.
Now she was trapped and her own weapons were her legs - yup, it was time. She had avoided it, since it was such a sensitive area, but she had to do it. Trying to distract the dummy, she rammed her elbow into the stomach of the dummy, which did exactly what she had hoped - caught the dummy off guard for just a split second, which allowed her to pull her arms out a bit more, and then BAM! ELBOW TO THE GROIN.
THAT did the trick. The dummy released her and she triumphantly jumped away. "TAKE THAT!" she yelled with a grin.
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The dummy came at her with quick movements and Olivia tried to dodge while setting up her return attacks. A swat to a wooden arm as it came down to her to try and keep it away from her. A movement closer to hit its stomach once more. The dummy backed up in reaction but not enough to benefit her and used her closeness for another attack, grabbing for her left hand as her right went to move against its neck again. Too late she was aware of its pseudo-hand around her wrist and she tried to pull away in unconscious reaction but to no avail.
Crud! Crud…crud…major crud.
Okay….concentrate Olivia.
What did you just learn?
How to get out of a wrist hold, which was basically what the dummy was doing to her. Which had obviously what the dummies had been magiked and commanded to do. Now she just had to follow through.
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You know, Hirsch was having fun watching the........ would showdown be an appropriate word? Because that's what this was. A showdown of sorts.
The man had just managed to get himself away from a nearby 'fight' with a dummy and another kid when the sound of someone's voice caught his attention. Did they have to wear protective gear? That sounded like such a student question to ask, alongside 'what do we have to do' and 'is this going to come up in the exam'.
Hirsch considered the boy for a moment and considered what he'd seen of his fighting tactics from before. Kid had even managed to help Mr Baltazar over there while completing his task, so....... hm.
The older man moved closer so as not to let the other students overhear. Merlin knows what some of the others would be like if they heard what he went on to tell Mr Browne. "You seem like you're capable enough from what I've seen so I'll let you go without. But be very careful, okay?" No Hospital Wing visits, please.
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When the Professor began his approach, Zeke immediately considered the possibility of a head-slapping. Fortunately for him, that wasn't the case. The back of his head was safe, for now. Furthermore, Hirsch was being incredibly complimentary regarding his... abilities. Yes, thank you for noticing, though he was perhaps a tad more than just 'capable enough' ahem.
"Very careful," he nodded, happy enough to deal, "and... thank you, Professor." Yes. Really.
Where Sabel would have insisted he wear it, if only from fear of his mother, Hirsch did not. The man had earned himself a healthy dose of respect, so much so, that perhaps Zeke would fanboy him. Or not.
But alas, no padding required, Zeke placed them out of the way before spotting his on-coming dummy. Not working with someone else then. That was fine. The whole point of this activity was to get himself out of a bind, literally... and so he let the dummy come at him, his arms extended to that his wrists could be taken. What he hadn't really anticipated, was the ferocity of which this happened, and the additional battering he received. His knee coming up to protect his stomach from a knock. With a purposeful step forward, Zeke brought his elbows down swiftly before thrusting his arms upward, successfully breaking the dummy's hold on him.
...
But then there was a solid blow to the back-side of his knee and he buckled under it's impact.
Watching some of her classmates fighting off their dummys and well…people too Mel couldn’t help but grin. She was going to do this she was going to defeat the now moving Dummy once more. It was what she had to do.
Backing up a few steps the little first year was going to fight this thing. Alright. She was going to do this. She wasn’t nervous at all it wasn’t like she hadn’t sparred before okay so she hadn’t sparred before but that didn’t meant that she wasn’t going to have fun and come out of this as the winner…right?
Turning and glancing around at the friends that had misunderstood things she just grumbled before placing her arms protectively in front of her face. Her body was bent slightly so that her elbows protected her stomach. This guy wasn’t going to get the advantage. As it advanced she shifted from foot to foot ready to bolt or hit one of the evil Dummy’s pressure points.
The dummy’s hands moved so quickly that she almost didn’t see them. He was lifting her up by one of her arms. As he lifted her she moved her free hand and thrust her palm into the Dummy’s nose only to be dropped suddenly by it.
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Okay, what did the Hirsch say to do? Step into it. Haddie stepped toward the second dummy, which was holding onto her wrist. Bring you elbow down. Stepping into the dummy the way she did already caused her elbow to point to the ground. Last, shoot your arm straight up. Haddie rocketed her arm skyward but the dummy's grip held tight.
Let's try this again. Haddie pulled away to get a bit of distance from the dummy, so that she could step into it again, and felt something grab her other wrist.
She'd forgotten about the other dummy, and now it firmly had ahold of her other wrist. She was now being tugged in two opposite directions, preventing her from stepping into either dummy. "Sonofabbb..." Way too many people around, plus a Professor, ...bbbaton."
These dummies were so mean. Jaemin barely had a few seconds to get back up and get ready again before the thing was grabbing him by the wrist. The small boy wrinkled his nose in distaste and pulled at his arm automatically, trying to get it away, but the dummy held on.
"Gimme a break," he groaned, looking around for the professor. Why did it just keep coming at him?! What had his life been like before the dummies attacked? He no longer remembered. All he remembered was squishy grabbingses.
This, however, was the hold the professor had told them how to break. The dummy pulled, and Jaemin tried to dig his heels into the floor to stop himself before remembering what he was supposed to do. Step in... step into the dummy. He did so, and pulled his arm straight down, bending the soft, squishy one in the process. The dummy stopped pulling, but didn't let go.
"Get oooooff," he growled, pushing his arm straight up and out of the dummy's hand. He was freeeeee! FREE! For a second, because the thing was probably about to grab him again no no no no noooo! Jaemin hopped backward, little hands going up like he was going to karate chop the dummy. He didn't, however... instead, he shifted himself and kicked the dummy in the groin like he was a bad guy kicking open a door in a movie.
Aaaaaaaand down. The dummy went down. DOWN FOR THE COUNT.
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It looks okay? WHAT looks okay? Oh, right! Her padding! She shrugged, not really knowing what this stuff was supposed to look like. Taking Davie's word for it, Ariadne pushed down the shin pads below her knees. Okay, maybe that was right...or something. WHATEVER, because Davie had just proposed a supercalifragilisticexpialidocious idea! Ariadne shifted from left foot to right foot and back again. She just could NOT stand still! "DAVIE!" she called out. "That's an awesome idea!!!!" This was what you called 'caps lock excitement'!
OH, OH, OH! Davie was already in character! Ariadne JUMPED for no reason at all, and when she came back down, she was 'Super Innocent, Soon-to-be House Elf Girl'!
"Ohh, Diagon Alley is just SO EXCITING today! I can't wait to make exploding lemonade with that boy I just met at the fountain!" she began. She was just WAY too happy. If this was a movie, this would the point where the viewers would think to themselves, 'This one's a goner!' Ariadne kind of shifted her walk over toward Davie, where pretend Knockturn Alley was.
"Ohh, Daddy told me not to go near this place," she said aloud, "but what Daddy doesn't know won't hurt him!"
Hehe, she was shouting excitedly again! HUZZAH! "THANKS, Ariadne!" GLAD SHE LIKED IT! And now he was going to have to give her a nickname, he decided then and there, because Ar-i-ad-ne was just too many syllables to shout when one was excited. Now, moving on because Davie was in character, and Ariadne was moving into character too. He could tell, from beneath his furrowed and moody brow, that he needed a good, solid line of dialogue to say when he attempted his not-a-house-elf-but-gonna-be-sold-as-a-house-elf kidnapping.
He nearly broke character when she worked their exploding-lemonade meeting into her acting, but DIDN'T. David wiped his smile away as though he were a grown, looming man scratching at his chin. He could do this. Dad had been an actor, so Davie could too.
"That's right, little girl," he popped up behind her in the best, most creepily silky voice he could muster. Said voice might have squeaked on the word little, but hey, who was listening that closely. David's hand latched onto Ariadne's wrist as he said that with vice-like gripping power, starting to tug her backwards. "Why don't youuuu come with meeeee and I'll show you everything your Daddy didn't want you to see... shiny, shimmering splendors... just this way, down Knockturn Alley...."
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Just because she was good to go didn't mean that she really WANTED to. As soon as her sister was wearing her gear, Esme knew that she was going to be going up against her. Yeah, this probably wasn't going to go well for her...
DID she even remember anything their dad had taught them?? "I don't knoow," she lamented. "I think I was too busy tie-dying all my clothes." Oops. Maybe she should have paid more attention. How was she supposed to know that she would be forced to engage in close combat? As far as she knew defense was waving your wand or calling your father for help.
"Could you please." She wasn't sure what she was supposed to do.
Juno couldn't help but grin at that response. Her twin could be such a flower child, but she loved that about her. They may look a like but they were complete and utter opposites in personality and attitude.
Sighing, Juno started to explain to her sister exactly what they were supposed to do. "Ok, so I am the attacker. I am going to grab your wrist. What you need to do to get out of it is, step towards me," she did the motions as she spoke, "and as your stepping forward bring down your elbow, which will basically lock my wrist, then as quickly as possible, push up your arm and it should free your wrist." She really hoped that made sense. Her sister was a bit more...delicate than she was. But she could have a temper when needed.
"Think you can do it?" She gave her a reassuring smile and quickly took hold of her sisters wrist. She had a very tight grip, but she knew her sister could get out of it.
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Since the dummy was down this time, and Jaemin was not, the boy formed an immediate plan. Before the thing could get back to its feet, the small boy sprang on top of it, sitting on its chest to pin it down to the floor. HAH. That's what you get, dumb dummy! Now there would be no more grabbing, and no more picking up, and no more trying to drag a small child off to your dummy lair!
...the dummy grabbed one of his ankles. WHO SAID YOU COULD?! Jaemin let out a war cry and poked the dummy right in the squishy eyes. LEGGO MY LEG, SIR! He watched the hand relax, then tighten again, and poked the eyes even harder.
He was fully prepared to repeat this for as long as the exercise continued. No more dummies picking him up off the floor now! He'd just sit here and poke him right in his vision spheres until the class was over.
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So maybe she was violent as well? The thought occurred to Dot as she was striking the dummy in the face with her elbow for the fifteenth or so time, and it hadn't moved for at least 14 of those strikes. She clapped her hands together and scuttled backwards, giving her now-dead dummy plenty of room.
All around her, classmates seemed to be in the various throes of self defense, striking and shrieking and occasionally just being held in a death grip of dummy love. It was sort of interesting to watch, and much safer, now that her own dummy was... well...
Merlin, it was moving around, slowly lumbering back to its feet and twisting toward her again. Dot hit the poor thing with a kick to the ear and then one to the chest, sending it tumbling backwards again. The dummy twitched feebly, and Dot pointed a finger at it. "Stay dead, if you know what's good for you."
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Juno couldn't help but grin at that response. Her twin could be such a flower child, but she loved that about her. They may look a like but they were complete and utter opposites in personality and attitude.
Sighing, Juno started to explain to her sister exactly what they were supposed to do. "Ok, so I am the attacker. I am going to grab your wrist. What you need to do to get out of it is, step towards me," she did the motions as she spoke, "and as your stepping forward bring down your elbow, which will basically lock my wrist, then as quickly as possible, push up your arm and it should free your wrist." She really hoped that made sense. Her sister was a bit more...delicate than she was. But she could have a temper when needed.
"Think you can do it?" She gave her a reassuring smile and quickly took hold of her sisters wrist. She had a very tight grip, but she knew her sister could get out of it.
...Did she REALLY have to do this?
Esme frowned as Juno explained what they were supposed to do. She'd much rather learn stuff with her wand than do whatever this was. She was a witch, not a wrestler. "I don't want to do this, but I suppose I have no choice." Next lesson better be less hands on, because there was only so much of this hands on thing she could take before it became tedious.
As her sister grabbed her wrist, Esme stepped forward while bringing down her elbow. Quickly she pushed up her arm. Once that was done, she elbowed Juno in the solar plexus for good measure.
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...Did she REALLY have to do this?
Esme frowned as Juno explained what they were supposed to do. She'd much rather learn stuff with her wand than do whatever this was. She was a witch, not a wrestler. "I don't want to do this, but I suppose I have no choice." Next lesson better be less hands on, because there was only so much of this hands on thing she could take before it became tedious.
As her sister grabbed her wrist, Esme stepped forward while bringing down her elbow. Quickly she pushed up her arm. Once that was done, she elbowed Juno in the solar plexus for good measure.
Had she even done this right???
OUCH! Yeah....good thing the professor had the torso padding. Her sister could hit hard! She definitely wasn't expecting that. She bent over holding her stomach, holding her index finger up to indicate that she needed a moment.
Once the pain went away, Juno stood up straight. "You hit harder than I thought you could. Good job! You did it exactly right!" She straightened her torso padding. It had twisted a little when Esme hit her.
"Lets try it again!!" Juno grabbed her sister by the wrist and waited for her to maker her move.
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He did. He really did and at this moment he did not care. There was a rabid dummy on steroids after him. Remember how he thought it was faster than a cow? Well, he was wrong. It was faster than Peyton when someone yelled FOOD.
One thing was running normally. Just him and his limbs. It was another running with extra baggage like Adidas protective wear. So. Not used to the knee pads or the body wear, the Slytherin boy went tumbling forward like a tumbleweed in the desert. He was protected and all. Good, good, yes, but there was now SOMETHING tugging at his LEG and pulling him across the padded floor.
"I didn't mean to criticize your steroid use." The words rushed out as if the dummy had actually been offended by his comment. The dummy caught his failing hand around the wrist--
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It TOUCHED him. Without his permission at that.
A switch flipped ON in Cornelius' head. Green eyes snapped up at the dummy. His mum's training came to mind, and even though this wasn't the real thing and he wasn't really in danger, Cornelius couldn't help but freeze. The grip felt real. Really REALLY real. He tugged it back but the dummy tugged away.
"Ge'roff me!" Now he was kicking at the dummy, who stumbled back just a tiny bit but not enough to loosen its grip.
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OUCH! Yeah....good thing the professor had the torso padding. Her sister could hit hard! She definitely wasn't expecting that. She bent over holding her stomach, holding her index finger up to indicate that she needed a moment.
Once the pain went away, Juno stood up straight. "You hit harder than I thought you could. Good job! You did it exactly right!" She straightened her torso padding. It had twisted a little when Esme hit her.
"Lets try it again!!" Juno grabbed her sister by the wrist and waited for her to maker her move.
She hurt her sister?!
Eyes wide, Esme put her hand to her mouth. "I am so sorry." Especially with the padding she had thought that nothing would happen. THIS was why physical fighting was bad. BAD!!
Of course Juno didn't see it that way, however...
"That will teach you to underestimate me," she joked, mostly to get rid of the tension that she had felt for hurting her sister. Thank Merlin it hadn't been serious or she wouldn't have known what to do with herself. At least she wouldn't have to do it again.
But apparently she did??
Alright, if Juno wanted to give her more practice...
Moving forward, she brought her elbow down before quickly lifting her arm. Another elbow to the solar plexus because she was NOT going to do anything to Juno's head.
He was sort of maybe, a little bit, just a tad, for a minuscule of a minute freaking out.
The dummy would not let go of his wrist as much as he tugged his arm away. Cornelius was sure if it wasn't for the protective gear the skin around his wrist would be stinging and turning red, ready to bruise. That out of the way, he had more room to focus on the dummy.
Pressure points, pressure points. Where was Zeke so he could kick this dummy's butt for him? CONCENTRATE. Pressure. Points.
Cornelius took a few seconds to ASSESS his situation. Finally thinking of something his sister had once told him, the boy kicked the dummy's knee, hard. That was a dangerous move, for his attacker. Since he had kicked the opposite way of the knee's bend, then it would be painful, and if he had been bigger and stronger, he could have even broken the dummy's knee back.
Seeing as he was still a pea-pod, the dummy almost crippled under it's own weight, giving Cornelius enough time to push himself up; his wrist still locked.
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She hurt her sister?!
Eyes wide, Esme put her hand to her mouth. "I am so sorry." Especially with the padding she had thought that nothing would happen. THIS was why physical fighting was bad. BAD!!
Of course Juno didn't see it that way, however...
"That will teach you to underestimate me," she joked, mostly to get rid of the tension that she had felt for hurting her sister. Thank Merlin it hadn't been serious or she wouldn't have known what to do with herself. At least she wouldn't have to do it again.
But apparently she did??
Alright, if Juno wanted to give her more practice...
Moving forward, she brought her elbow down before quickly lifting her arm. Another elbow to the solar plexus because she was NOT going to do anything to Juno's head.
OUCH! AGAIN! Yeah...she would never underestimate her sister ever again. She could hit hard. She gripped her stomach and waited for the uncomfortable pain to go away before she spoke.
She took a deep breath, "Never again, will I underestimate you, Essy. Never." She grinned. Maybe her sister could be a fighter after all...she doubted it but you just never know.
"My turn?" She asked. Juno would definitely have to be gentler with Esme. She had to think about where to hit her before they started so that it wouldn't be too painful.
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As the dummy tried to drag him away--where? He didn't know--Cornelius remembered something the professor had said. Don't try to attack or pull away. Okay. He did both, sue him. What mattered was that he remembered what the professor had said, his brain had retained that piece of information.
The boy took a step toward the dummy, his brows creasing in concentration, and quickly brought his elbow down. This had the result Cornelius had been hoping for. The dummy's arm locked and Cornelius' arm shot upwards like a phoenix out of the ashes. Both he and dummy stumbled, Cornelius almost toppling down on his bum, but his failing arms managed to balance him out.
"Don't touch me again unless I let you." And with that he KICKED the dummy in the nether regions. SMIIIIIIIIIIIIRK. Can't touch him, dun dun dun duuuuun!
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OUCH! AGAIN! Yeah...she would never underestimate her sister ever again. She could hit hard. She gripped her stomach and waited for the uncomfortable pain to go away before she spoke.
She took a deep breath, "Never again, will I underestimate you, Essy. Never." She grinned. Maybe her sister could be a fighter after all...she doubted it but you just never know.
"My turn?" She asked. Juno would definitely have to be gentler with Esme. She had to think about where to hit her before they started so that it wouldn't be too painful.
Another frown as Juno experienced more pain.
"Sorry about that. I just didn't want to focus on your head." That probably would have been worse, right? Esme had no idea because she wasn't a fighter.
"I don't underestimate you, however, because you are tougher." It would be like underestimating her father - though of course he was even better at fighting. Obviously. The man was an Auror after all and you didn't capture dark wizards by being a push over.
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Hehe, she was shouting excitedly again! HUZZAH! "THANKS, Ariadne!" GLAD SHE LIKED IT! And now he was going to have to give her a nickname, he decided then and there, because Ar-i-ad-ne was just too many syllables to shout when one was excited. Now, moving on because Davie was in character, and Ariadne was moving into character too. He could tell, from beneath his furrowed and moody brow, that he needed a good, solid line of dialogue to say when he attempted his not-a-house-elf-but-gonna-be-sold-as-a-house-elf kidnapping.
He nearly broke character when she worked their exploding-lemonade meeting into her acting, but DIDN'T. David wiped his smile away as though he were a grown, looming man scratching at his chin. He could do this. Dad had been an actor, so Davie could too.
"That's right, little girl," he popped up behind her in the best, most creepily silky voice he could muster. Said voice might have squeaked on the word little, but hey, who was listening that closely. David's hand latched onto Ariadne's wrist as he said that with vice-like gripping power, starting to tug her backwards. "Why don't youuuu come with meeeee and I'll show you everything your Daddy didn't want you to see... shiny, shimmering splendors... just this way, down Knockturn Alley...."
Ariadne silently broke character for just a second to peek over at Davie. He was still in character, or so she thought, because he was giving her a really good 'mean guy' face! Then she heard him speaking and knew for sure that he was still in full-blown 'mean guy' mode! She quickly looked away and pretended to be walking along in a 'la la la carefree way' again. They were SO GOOD at this kind of thing!
"OH, NO!" she called out. "You must be the man my daddy warned me about!" She dramatically put the back of her hand over her forehead as if she was a damsel in distress. "Please let me go, and I promise to never come this way again!" Then he grabbed her by the wrist, and for a second, Ariadne forgot what she was supposed to be doing. She'd been so caught up in their pretend act that she didn't think about Defense Against the Dark Arts and the ASSIGNMENT. Uhh...
"I step forward," she said, "and...bend my arms." She thought. She went through the motions anyway and hoped somehow it worked. She didn't REALLY have to gauge Davie in the eyes did she? O_O.
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Another frown as Juno experienced more pain.
"Sorry about that. I just didn't want to focus on your head." That probably would have been worse, right? Esme had no idea because she wasn't a fighter.
"I don't underestimate you, however, because you are tougher." It would be like underestimating her father - though of course he was even better at fighting. Obviously. The man was an Auror after all and you didn't capture dark wizards by being a push over.
Smirking, she took a hold of her sister's wrist.
"I appreciate that." Juno said with a grin. Yeah...Juno could be tough but...,"Don't overestimate me either sis. I may be a little tougher but I might not be as tough as you think." She gave her sister a wink.
As her sister took her wrist, Juno took a deep breath. She decided that the solar plexus was probably the least likely to hurt bad. All the other options would hurt her sister pretty bad and she didn't want to do that. So as she was moving forward, she brought her elbow down before quickly lifting her arm. Once her wrist was free, she made a fist and punched her sister in the solar plexus as hard as she could.
The padding would help....right?
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"I appreciate that." Juno said with a grin. Yeah...Juno could be tough but...,"Don't overestimate me either sis. I may be a little tougher but I might not be as tough as you think." She gave her sister a wink.
As her sister took her wrist, Juno took a deep breath. She decided that the solar plexus was probably the least likely to hurt bad. All the other options would hurt her sister pretty bad and she didn't want to do that. So as she was moving forward, she brought her elbow down before quickly lifting her arm. Once her wrist was free, she made a fist and punched her sister in the solar plexus as hard as she could.
The padding would help....right?
"No problem, sis! I got your back." Esme winked. "Suuuuure you're not."
Laughing, she watched as her sister quickly stepped forward, locking her arm in place. Then she felt pain.
"OOF!"
The wind knocked out of her, Esme was bent over. "I think I need a few moments..." Merlin, her sister was a lot tougher than her. She was TRYING to get her breath back. "At least you didn't get me in the face." Nothing wrong with looking on the bright side.
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Zeke shot jab at the dummy'd solar plexus in the hope it would give him enough time to get the upper hand... but he was realising why padding and things were necessary. It hurt. The dummy was somehow harder than it was before, and was definitely more willing to engage in combat - it's own fist coming out to try and smack him. Reflexes quicker than the dummy's, Zeke managed to grab the dummy's wrist, his other hand reaching for its other.
NOW who was in a bind? Hmmm?
And then the dummy did the unthinkable, it actually did what the lesson was about, locking his arms and breaking free of his grip, before its foot came stomping down on his.
Touche.
An elbow in the sternum and a palm-heel to the nose later, Zeke took a step back to inhale a breath before stepping forward with his next assault.
The dummy was moving again and Melbourne Johanson was not as ready this time. Her back having been turned to it wasn’t expecting it to move so suddenly. These things were so much more violent now and she wasn’t ready.
“I’m not giving up” she yelped as the dummy’s hand grabbed onto hers and lifted her arm. One of its arms caging her in while the other was being twisted behind her back.
She was not crying. She was fighting off. Bending her feet back she tried to kick him but missed. The dummy was forcing the small thing into an awkward position. But she wasn’t letting it get to her. She wasn’t letting anything get to her. She was going to do this.
“let go of me you big lug” she croaked out as she thrust her head backwards slamming it against the dummy’s nose. The feeling of it releasing her arm was like pure bliss…falling to the ground in a heap however was not.
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Brooklyn had kept eyeing the dummies, still considering whether or not those would be better than waiting for a partner to present themselves. There was always Hady, of course, but she had a feeling this was one lesson they probably wouldn’t work well together in. Just since she definitely wouldn’t want to hurt the other girl, even accidentally. She knew she was capable of doing damage, after all, even if she was fairly certain the dummy she’d attacked before was back amongst the group. Possibly even attacking one of the others who hadn’t partnered up.
However, out of the corner of her eye she saw someone moving toward her and prepared herself for a possible attack. She didn’t trust half the others not to try something, but at the voice she turned to see Hugo, giving him a curious look. Had he seen her earlier moves on the dummy? “I wouldn’t worry about that,” she replied. The being gentle part, that is. Obviously the professor didn’t want them breaking each other’s wrists or anything, or he wouldn’t have provided the protective gear. There was still the question of who was going to attack first, though. Part of her was guessing he was planning on doing so, given his comment about being gentle.
Well, it seemed Brooklyn was okay with him being her partner. Or so he thought. "Actually I didn't" replying to her question. Hugo was very focused on hitting the dummy right and didn't paid attention to everyone else. He nodded at her. Still he wasn't sure if to try this defence thing with a girl. Oh well.
He was ready. "Okay. Ladies first" Brooklyn had the type of look that somehow scared him and was glad he wasn't on her bad list. Hopefully.
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