[IC] Trying to save the world (Xion and Caits)

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor dodged the blow, and jumped into the air as Michael went to sweep his legs out from under him, but wasn't able to dodge the second punch, hitting his jaw. Connor tiona step back, cursing, before leaping into the air, over Mochael, landing in a crouch, and snatching up his shield, selling around with it up

[Xion Demente]

Michael frowned as he turned, "I guess you got your father's reflexes not bad not bad at all though not good enough." With that he threw smoke bombs on the ground smoke covering the whole area. He let his hearing take over, letting him know where his opponent was.

With that he silently ran forward, charging and going for a punch to the stomach and then going for a kick that would go for the underside of the chin before he ran off letting the smoke hide that he was even there.

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor reacted instantly, crouching and covering hims front with his shield as soon as the smoke bombs caused the smoke to cover the area. He strained his ears, listening for any sign that Michal was near.

The resounding ring of the shield from the punch and kick, before figuring that Michael ran off. Connor cursed to himself, wondering just how he was going to find Michael in the smoke.

He rose, smoothly, and lmost silently. He shoved his free hand in his pockets, coming out with , of all things, a pen. He chucked it, not too far, holding his breath, waiting for a sound that Michael was coming.

[Xion Demente]

Michaels head snapped to the side where the pen had dropped. Quickly making his way over, though he was cautious any noise he let off could give him away fairly quickly. He didnt see the outline of connor as he approached the area he heard the sound.

Stopping, he looked around then at his feet a pen out of all things a pen. Though it was smart, he wondered though. From where the pen was that would mean connor threw in front of him. With that he was off soft thuds of his boots hitting the ground not to loud. He saw connors outline. Jumping into a front flip over him he grabbed the mans shoulders throwing connor forward midair using his momentum to propel the super soldier as he landed.

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor gave a soft laugh, and seemed to twist in the air, landing, he propelled himself into the air once more, and having heard the series of faint thumps, having anticipated Michaels reaction, he hit Michael at the same time his shield, after hitting the walls in a way that enabled it to return to him, returned from being thrown seconds before Michael had grabbed him.

Figjting, Connor thought, was like a game of chess. You had to constantly be two moves ahead.

He wasn't aiming to hurt Michael, and had shifted his blow accordingly, so he would merely knock the air out of him.

[Xion Demente]

Michael got the air knocked out of him, though he didnt struggle for breath he just took one big breath. Getting his breathing under control when the smoke cleared. Before connor could get ready for another attack he took a small ball from his belt.

Closing his eyes, before slamming it to the ground. A flash bang he saw a flash of light though he wasnt blinded or hear. He made quick work of it throwing a punch towards connors jaw then kicking him jn the chest before knocking The guy off his feet.

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor blocked the blow to his jaw, slamming his eyes shut at the flash, but didn't managed i block the other attavk, and stumbled backwards, managing, just baring, TO keep his feet.

He caught his breath, and gave a laugh, "I think we could continue for hours, and not have a clear winner. What do you think?" He asked Michael, as well as the others, glancing to them briefly when the flash died awar

[Xion Demente]

Michael looked ata him when that question rose, "we probably can and this will go on till we stop and say its a draw." Though he didnt relax as the answer left his lips he tensed waiting for any attack that might come from somewhere.

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor nodded, shifting and holding his shield loosely, "So continue fighting, or shall we see what else we can do?" Connor said, looking over to the others, to see their opinions on this.

"You're just scared, Connor!" Kalinda yelled, clearly aiming to heckle, as well as just enjoying the spar.

Connor shook his head, but was amused, "Says the person who concede defeat themselves!"

[Xion Demente]

Michael watched the conversation between his girlfriend and Connor amused at the words. "Maybe she is right that your scared I don't know if it is true but I think it is." He was trying at least to keep this spar going it loosened his nerves somewhat.

"Though is the great super soldier giving up cause a self trained assassin can keep up with him?"

[MarshiestMallow]

"No, just giving you a chance to back down before I wipe the floor with your butt" connor said, giving a heavy, almost dramatic sigh "but if you insist..." He moved back, and slid into a fighting position, waiting once more for Michael to be ready, before throwing his shield, with ease, clearly expecting it to miss.

[Xion Demente]

Michael raised an eyebrow though no one could see it. "You? Wipe the floor with an assassin?" He laughed some, before he saw the shield coming brows creasing as he got into a stance bracing himself. The shield hit him, though before it could bounce back a magnet on his arm came on making the shield slide onto his arm.

"Well not good with shields, but it can be a good defense for me." A grin came to his lips, "I'm full of surprises Connor don't underestimate me."

[MarshiestMallow]

"I'm full of surprises, too" connor replied, launching himself into the air, he tucked slightly, and then used his own momentum to slam into Michael, and grabbing his shield, with one hand, twisting slightly, and aiming for a punch beneath its defense.

Connor knew that he would have to figure out smarter ways of attacking Michael, but damn it, he wanted his shield back

[Xion Demente]

The fist connected with michaels jaw, enough to make him stumble slightly as the magnet shut off from his arm. Rubbing his jaw michael smirked some, "good to know you know ways of attacking around a defense." With that he had already charged, though he wasnt stupid. He slid under connor, just before he had dropped his fist connected with his stomach once he got back up he kicked hard into the back of connor.

"Now im pumped show me what you got connor just remember dont hurt either of us to badly with whats going on tomorrow bruises i can deal with on a mission."

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor swing his shield over back, clipping it into a holster there, taking Micheals attacks, moving with them, he nodded at the comment, and once more he leaped into the air, twisting, to land behind Michael.

He moved smoothly, almost like a dance, as he attacked, aiming a kick at him, watching with calculation, and watching any little movement of Michaels

[Xion Demente]

Michael watched him as he flipped behind him. Before the kick could connect he ducked only to sweep Connors feet from under him and aiming a down kick to his stomach.

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor rolled as soon as he hit the ground, and twisted up; launching at Michael once more, fast, smooth and balanced, he aimed to push Michael to the ground, using his whole body, and the momentum of his launch.

[Xion Demente]

Connor had hit michael's middle section. Pushing him to the ground before he launched Connor off of him, trying to catch some of his breath that was forced out of his lungs. Then he charged going for a round house kick, "you know we could keep this up for hours I think were equally matched here. Plus we need to save our strength for tomorrow so we call this a draw?"

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor couldn't help but laugh, shaking his head, thinking that he had suggested that just before, and been ridiculed. Still, he said "you're right" as he dodged the kick, "we can continue this after tomorrow then" he stepped back, shifting, just in case it was a trick

[Xion Demente]

Michael nodded then, "deal." The mask pulled back and went back into the suit. "Then we might as well all gwetnsome rest its getting late," he walked back up to the upper floor where everyone was watching. Putting his arms around kali, "well did you enjoy watching?"