Ethan and Ingrid
(Collab with @Wick)
Ethan was still going about his footwork and punching thin air doing combinations. At first he hadn't noticed Ingrid walking in until she started punching one of the bags which brought Ethan back to reality.
After a while she walked into the ring and offered Ethan an explanation of her reasons behind killing Erin. "Fair enough." Ethan calmly replied with. "I kind of started getting the hint that she wasn't the best of people when everyone didn't really care that she died." Within a few seconds Ingrid seemed like she wanted a fight, Ethan was a little knocked back by the request. He'd never hit a woman before even if she'd asked him. "How about... We work on your combinations." Ethan moved to the side and grabbed a pair of boxing gloves chucking them her way. "Put them on, let's see what you've got." Ethan chuckled to himself as he chucked on some punch pads on. Ethan quickly went into a boxing stance with his left hand on level with head and the right on level with his hip. "My left hands one, right hands two. Ready? One, one, two." Ethan shouted to Ingrid in an intense voice.
"English? Your name is Ethan aye? Tha's got ta be tha most english of all the english names I've ever heard of." Ingrid noticed that he seemed to not really be taking her seriously. Ingrid feigned ignorance and she mocked him one, one, two, got it. She hit him with an uppercut to the jaw that knocked him across the ring on his butt. She chuckled.
"I told ya. I'll not baby ya b'cause yer afraid to hit me. Landed ye on yer arse is what it did."
The hit certainly shocked Ethan, it was the first time since the apocalypse that he'd been punched. He looked up at Ingrid who was laughing at him as he rubbed his jaw. "So that's how its gunna be ey?" Ethan jokingly replied to her, He chucked off the pads and grabbed some gloves. As soon as the gloves were on, Ethan jumped up quick and got into a boxing stance. "Come on then." Ethan smiled as he moved about the ring. Within a second Ethan had jabbed Ingrid in the face with two lightning fast punches.
Ingrid grinned and she decided to get in as much practice as she could while she had a sparring partner. She laid into him hard with several combinations to the side and a couple of jabs to the face. "I'm gonna take it easy on yer face. I figure it's pretty enough I shouldn't make you lose it the first time I fight ya!" She chuckled as she hit him in the gut and she dodged backwards as one of his hits scraped her tummy.
Ethan laughed at her remark as he bounced around the ring. He'd forgotten how much of a thrill it was being in the boxing ring. Even if his current boxing partner looked half the size of him and his old opponents usually consisted of overweight thirty year old's. She did have speed, also his old opponents got tired quite quickly. "Awww that's ever so kind of you." Ethan told her in an over the top romantic way. He bounced away from her and covered his heart with his hands. Within a second he went back in a boxing stance and threw a right handed hook aimed for her head.
Ingrid laughed at his taunting. "Thas nice!" She ducked the hook and threw in a move where she walked up onto his knee and around his waist and down the other knee. She laughed as she flipped over him without laying a glove on him. "You'll 'ave to do better than that to catch me english."
"Well... I wasn't expecting that." Ethan confusedly said as he looked at Ingrid. "If we was doing gymnastics right now, I'd give you a standing ovation." Straight away Ethan jabbed her in the jaw. "But we're not." Ethan laughed. "So Irish... let's see what else you've got." Ethan cheekily winked at her, knowing she wouldn't take the banter lightly.
Ingrid smiled as she rubbed her jaw. "Ya call that a hit? I thought I got smacked by a fly fer a minute. Yer na' man enough to see all I got." She stuck her tongue out at him and faked a left cross and went for the right cross instead. She ducked and dodged his punches and she chuckled right up until he got her in the eye good. "Son ova bitch that one 'urt!"
"We'll have to find a piece of steak for your eye then." Ethan replied to her with a smile and continued, "You know women your size aren't supposed to be able to hit like that you know?" He joked to her, taking his gloves off. He was only supposed to come into the gym for a shower, instead he'd ended up sparring for the past twenty minutes.
"I had seven brothers. How was I supposed to hit?" Ingrid laughed at the memory of fighting with them daily. "Mum called me a monkey cuz I would crawl around on them like they were trees or somethin'. They were all over 6 foot tall." Ingrid smiled and looked at Ethan. "An how would you have me hit? Like a little girl? I've blacked Matt's eye before."
Ingrid dropped her gloves and jumped down into the gym itself and headed towards the showers. As she went she stripped off clothing and let it fall where it landed. She was naked before she got to the showers with her clothes strewn across the gym. She stopped and turned. "Are ya comin'?"
Ethan was leaning on the ropes watching her walk towards the showers as she started to undress, when she gave him the invitation Ethan didn't answer. The mischievous smile said it all as he jumped out the ring and walked towards the showers, taking his top off as he followed her.