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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2014 2:35:07 GMT
He'd smiled to her response about her brothers. And then she'd prepared herself to throw her first punch and he watched both her form and the way she held her hands at the same time. "In sparring, because I'll tell you now that in real hand-to-hand combat where it's a knock down drag out brawl you won't be thinking about it all the time..But in sparring remember to keep your feet about shoulder width apart when you're throwing punches. It helps the balance," he commented as her fists pummeled the palms of his hands. She was actually pretty good at landing her hits almost directly in the center of his palms. Good. Also good that she was a good listener. It meant that it wouldn't be as hard to train her as it was a lot of people; especially men her age. "You have the basics of throwing a punch down. Which means you could be a part of that shoulder tap face punch thing your brothers pulled on Duncan at the mask," he said with a grin as she stopped punching his hands. He tilted his head towards the dummy. "Not let's show you how to mix it up a bit," he said with a grin as he closed the short distance to the dummy. "Watch carefully," he said as he moved his hands a bit slower than he normally would have. A lot of that had to do with wanting to make sure she could see what he was doing, but it also had to do with the fact that he didn't want to hurt his hands. "When it comes to defending yourself; if you're not kicking a man between the legs, one of the first areas that you're going to want to hit to cause shock and pain is the collar bone," he said as he drove his fist into what would have been the general area for the collar bone of the dummy. "Now if you can't reach their collar bone, you're going to want to drive either your fist or your elbow into their stomach. Even someone as tiny as you can put enough force behind an elbow to cause most people top double over," he said with a shrug. "But when they're doubled over you need to use it to your advantage and attack a weaker point. Depending on the size of your opponent that will either be the collar bone, or the back of their neck. Now in a sparring match you want to be careful about hitting someone in the neck. In a real fight, though, put as much power behind an elbow to their neck as you can."
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Post by Ciar MacAteer on Aug 28, 2014 2:54:47 GMT
"Shoulder width apart, got it," Ciar said, admitting that to memory. "If you do it enough in sparring, then in a real fight it should be automatic," she said thoughtfully. Though she would listen if he disagreed, after all, she was the student.
Ciar would groan softly, "Can we please not talk about that anymore? It was horribly embarrassing." Now he would probably never stop teasing her about it. "Or I will try it on ye," she threatened, for good measure. She would follow after him, so that she could see exactly what he was doing. She listened intently to his instructions: Kick a man in the groin, aim for the collar bone, a fist or elbow in the stomach, to be followed by either the collar bone or the back of the neck. She then looked up to him again, a bit of uncertainty in her gaze, "Does this mean I am going to try and... make you double over? Or do ye want me to practice on the dummy?" She then tilted her head slightly, "What about..." she trailed off and bit her lower lip. She waged an inner war with herself, then decided to just go ahead and ask, "What about jumping on people? I mean, more in the case of someone bigger than I am." She had the strongest urge to try it, actually. She used to climb trees all the time, and that's sort of what gave her the idea to try it.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2014 3:18:45 GMT
"Well; in a real fight the chances of you actually remaining on your feet and just throwing punches are pretty slim," he explained. He laughed at her threat and lifted his shoulders in a shrug. When she asked about making him double over he arched a brow. He hadn't exactly thought about that. "Erm. You kick me in the nads and we're going to have problems, little lady," he said with a burst of laughter. "I would suggest mostly just remembering those things as they're more for pointers than for practicing," he said with a shrug. "When you've learned enough to actually start sparring we'll get you set up with someone that you can beat on," he teased lightly. Her question about jumping on someone made him shake his head. "Highly unrecommended," he said with a soft chuckle. "Especially when that person is bigger than you. The chances of them hurting you because you jumped on them are a lot higher if they're bigger than you. Their first reaction is likely going to be to, if you jump on their back, slam you against the closest solid object. Believe me when I say that's not something you want to experience," he said. "Made the mistake of doing it once or twice when I was younger," he explained.
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Post by Ciar MacAteer on Aug 28, 2014 3:43:10 GMT
"Oh, okay," she said with a blink. So much for that idea! Ciar narrowed her eyes at him, not appreciating that he laughed at her threat. He did have a nice laugh though, and he seemed to laugh a lot. His next comment however, had her eyes going wide and her face turning bright red. "I dinna mean, I was not... no problems here!" she stumbled over that, embarrassed. She had no intentions of kicking a man anywhere near his groin unless it was a true asshole and she had no other choice. The whole idea of that probably flustered her because she was basically an 'old maid.' She would nod hurriedly, in response to his comment about pointers as opposed to actually trying it out until there was someone for her to spar with. To go along with the subject change, "What else would I need to know before I can start sparring?" Slowly the blush was starting to fade. "We will?" she tilted her head slightly, looking up to him again. "Are you staying for awhile, then?" she asked curiously.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2014 4:33:59 GMT
He smirked at her comment about no problems here and gave a slight nod. "Good. I'd like to be able to have children some day," he said with another burst of laughter. "You need to learn how to use your feet and weight to your advantage. When you're facing an opponent who is bigger than you, the best thing you can do is be quicker on your feet than they are. It will save you from a world of pain and give you a bit of an advantage if they're slower than you are." He crossed his arms over his chest and smirked when she asked if he was staying for a while. "I'll probably be here for as long as I can manage, but with the war pending and me being the commander of the southern army; I likely won't be able to stay for very long. It was more a figure of speech than anything." He shifted his gaze to the dummy and then back to her. "Always pay attention to the hands and feet of your opponent in hand-to-hand combat. Otherwise you'll find yourself unable to dodge or block a punch, and possibly on your ass if they manage to sweep your feet out from underneath of you."
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Post by Ciar MacAteer on Aug 28, 2014 5:13:01 GMT
Ciar did not reply to his children comment, her cheeks were still a bit flushed about THAT conversation.
Ciar listened intently to everything he had to say, and she was watching him even more intently. Funny how he said to watch the hands and feet of your opponent, and he crossed his arms over his chest. She saw his eyes move to the dummy, and took that as her advantage. She was quick this time, more certain in her movements. Ciar utilized the training of her old teacher and his dancing style that he thought would work for her, and she would jump at Liam, because he would not be expecting that, as he advised her against it. That was her thought on that, anyway. As she jumped, she put all her force into her knee, aiming it into his stomach. Then she would try to wrap her legs about him immediately after that, kind of like a spider monkey on speed. Her intent was to hang onto him with her legs, and now be able to reach his collar bone with her fist. She would swing both fists at him in rapid succession, so long as she was able to cling onto him with her legs. She was quick, being small, and much faster than her original attack as she was much more confident and she felt she just might have the essence of surprise, and that he would maybe go easy on her too, than if it was an actual fight. She was not expecting to knock him over by any means, she just wanted to at least succeed in surprising him and maybe, just maybe, hitting him a few times. Unfortunately though, he would probably have enough time to stop her fists from making contact, even though his arms had been crossed, because he's been fighting so much longer than she has. It would not deter her though; she had a fleeting back up plan.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2014 5:30:24 GMT
He hid a grin as he saw her coming. She might have thought him distracted, but he'd trained himself to use both his direct and peripheral vision to remain constantly aware of everything around him. When she launched herself at him his arms came unfolded with the speed and grace of someone who was a trained warrior. He didn't stop her completely, though, curious as to what she would do. Instead he softened the blow of her knee aimed for his stomach by blocking it's path with his hand. When she wrapped her legs around him and attempted to hit him in the collar bone he grabbed her hands and twisted them so they were behind her back; not enough to hurt her, but enough so that she wouldn't have any use of them anymore. "What a lovely little position you put yourself in there, little lady," he said with a grin. "If I weren't a better man than that, I'd probably have to kiss you right now with your hands held behind your back," he said with a shit eating grin. His feet were braced firmly against the ground as he held her there like that. Any thoughts she might have of trying to flip him over likely wouldn't work.
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Post by Ciar MacAteer on Aug 28, 2014 5:54:04 GMT
Ciar really had thought she was going to surprise him, and disappointment flickered over her face briefly when he used his hand to deflect her knee and then took her arms captive. Behind her back, even! The outrage! Mostly because he completely ruined her backup plan with that single move alone. She had thought he might stop her from hitting him, but had not thought he was going to be able to do it quite so effectively. Apparently she had horribly understimated him, which was an easy mistake to make since she was such a novice. Ciar was probably not even able to be considered a novice, really. Not after this, anyway. She tightened her legs around him, not wanting to fall as she considered her extremely limited options. "I underestimated you," she conceded, a bit cross with herself, in response to his comment about the interesting position she had gotten herself into. His next comment caused her eyes to widen, almost doe-like in their innocence. A man had never kissed her before, and she was not about to let a man steal her first kiss like that. Would a pre-emptive strike surprise him enough to release her? Without taking time to think it through, she resorts to the idea that he placed in her head. She leans her head forward and presses her lips to his softly, a bit uncertaintly, as she's never kissed anyone before. She's probably surprising herself more than him, but at the very least, if she dies an old warrior maiden, at least she'll have had a kiss from a warrior.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2014 6:02:02 GMT
He chuckled at her comment about underestimating him. "Most newbies do," he said with a shit eating grin. And then he saw her lean forward. His first reaction was to jerk his head back so she couldn't headbutt him or something, but then he felt her lips press against his. He arched a brow, a bit surprised by the action, but he wasn't about to complain. He kept her hands clasped firmly in his own and placed behind her back as he pressed his lips against hers. Unlike her he had kissed before, and he wasn't about to let her think she could get away with a simple brush of the lips. Oh no. She started that, but he was going to finish it. With her legs wrapped around him he pressed his lips more firmly against hers, taking control of the kiss whether she liked it or not. He was respectful enough, though, that he didn't do anything other than kiss her. But that didn't mean he was about to break the kiss any time soon. Nope. So long as she didn't jerk her head backwards he would kiss her until his lungs screamed for air and then he would pull back, his breathing a bit heavy. His eyes had fallen closed at some point during the kiss, and they opened now as he broke the kiss to breathe.
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Post by Ciar MacAteer on Aug 28, 2014 6:22:44 GMT
Ciar had been aiming for surprise, but it seemed she was the one ending up being the most surprised. In fact, he did not come anywhere close to releasing her, and took complete control of the kiss she had started instead. Her heart was hammering in her chest and her eyes ended up closing of their own accord. Perhaps it was a good thing that he had such a good grip on her, because she felt as though she was going to burn away like a river of lava. He had effectively kissed her senseless, and breathless. Her eyes would slowly open when he broke off the kiss to breathe, and her own lungs were screaming for air, so her own breathing was heavy when their lips parted. Her skin felt flushed, like she was indeed burning up from the outside, but perhaps that was just the blush on her skin. Her tongue darted out and licked across her lower lip, and she could taste him on her lips. Perhaps now she was even more trapped than before, as he seemed to have all the advantages. Her eyes were drawn to his lips and she licked her lips again, remembering the way he had felt taking over the kiss and making her breathless. She could not even think to speak, and she did not quite want the moment to end. It wasn't every day a woman got her first kiss. Shyly, she would lift her gaze to his.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2014 6:42:06 GMT
The blush on her cheeks made her look absolutely adorable. The way she kept licking her lips as if she could still taste his kiss, though, that made him give a low groan. He pressed another quick kiss to her lips before he carefully peeled her off of him and placed her on the ground, slowly releasing his grip on her wrists. Afterwards he would cross his arms over his chest again, doing the gentlemanly thing of keeping his hands to himself. He felt kind of awkward now, not really sure what he was supposed to do. He'd never been someone's first kiss before. Her uncertainty and shyness afterwards had made it clear to him, though, that she'd never been kissed before. Gods he was probably a fucking idiot for having kissed the little sister of the eastern Captain and King, but damnit. What was he supposed to do when she kissed him? He wasn't a coward, and not kissing someone back when they kissed him was just not something that he didn't do. If one of the men murdered him for it...Well.. oh well. Shit happens. He smiled at her and tried to focus his thoughts properly. Damnit. This was not something that he was used to. No. It was just a kiss. Nothing unusual. Oh fuck that. It was a kiss with someone that not only had he just met, but someone that he had no idea what he was supposed to do with next. Normally kissing lead to something else, but he wasn't the type to press his luck with someone. He really shouldn't have kissed the poor girl in the first place. He'd reacted on instinct. "Sorry about that," he muttered. "But in my defense you kissed me first, and I didn't really know what else to do," he admitted with a shrug and a chuckle.
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Post by Ciar MacAteer on Aug 28, 2014 7:05:08 GMT
Ciar struggled to get her breathing under control, and then he groaned and gave her a quick kiss before putting her down on her own two feet. A soft whimper would escape her lips when he kissed her the second time and it was over way too soon. She was a little unsteady on her feet at first, because her legs had been wrapped around his hard body barely a minute before. She then squatted down and stood back up again, to get the feeling in her legs to seem more like normal. Once he released her wrists, she would rub them softly, to get them feeling like normal again as well. Though she was not sure she would ever feel like normal again. She had not intended to be so moved by it, she had not known that was possible. She barely knew him, or anything about him, but now she wanted to more than before. It was a rather futile wish though, as he lived in the South and she in the East. Not to mention that Lorcan would never approve of her showing interest in a man anyway. She had never been tempted before, but Liam was a warrior, and seemed to approve of her own desire to be one.
Ciar would blink, looking to Liam when he apologized, and she would wince. Of course, he had not meant to kiss her. She stood a little straighter, lifting her head a bit defiantly. "I am not sorry," she said with that same bold defiance. The blush was still fading from her skin.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2014 7:14:09 GMT
He watched her actions after he set her down and released her wrists with a little bit of amusement dancing in his eyes. When she said that she wasn't sorry he smirked faintly. He dropped his arms and stepped forward to brush a strand of hair back from her face. Then he placed his hand on her cheek and had to chuckle at the fact that his hand was slightly longer than the whole side of her face. "I didn't mean I was sorry for the kiss," he explained. "I meant that I was sorry for taking advantage of you," he said with a shrug. Though that didn't stop him from dropping his head to brush his lips over hers again. "Gods you're gorgeous," he muttered softly. Her temper and boldness amused him thoroughly, and the fact that she wanted to learn how to fight just made him want to stay and teach her. Though that might not be a good idea if he actually thought about it. He might have the self control of a saint, but if she surprised him with something other than a kiss there was no telling how far it might get before he was able to stop himself. He was just a man, after all.
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Post by Ciar MacAteer on Aug 28, 2014 7:51:57 GMT
Ciar would be startled when he moved forward and tucked a stray strand of hair that had escaped her ponytail behind her ear and away from her face. Her eyes would be drawn to his face when he placed his hand on her own face, a hint of confusion in her expression. "Taking advantage of me? What are you tal-" she started to ask when his lips brushed over hers for the third time. Then he muttered against her lips that he thought she was gorgeous and her heart melted and her spirit soared. She had never been interested in anyone before, and she had always been afraid of a man caging her spirit, but Liam was tempting her heart and seemed to like her as she was. If he thought he was going to get away with barely brushing her lips this time, he was sorely mistaken. She would reach up with both hands to grip the back of his head, drawing him closer, and this time she would return his kiss fiercely, as if to imprint herself upon his lips and sear herself into his memory. After all, he could not stay, and Lorcan would never approve, though she tried to not think on it. This time she might very well take him by surprise, her eyes closing to enjoy the feel of his lips against hers, and her fingers in his hair. She was going to make the most of the moments that she had.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 2, 2014 1:27:33 GMT
He was a little bit surprised when she pulled his head down to deepen the kiss. Especially considering he wasn't entirely certain how she had taken the first real kiss. However, after a brief flash of surprise he returned her kiss, though a soft groan drifted from his lips and he had to pull back after a moment or two. It wasn't that he didn't enjoy kissing her. More like he enjoyed it a bit too much. If he kept kissing her, he'd probably end up doing something that she wouldn't want him to do. Carefully he stepped back a pace or two. Carefully because he wasn't trying to hurt her feelings. He just knew the limits of his self control, and if he kept kissing her like that he was liable to touch her in a way that her brother would kill him for. Hell; her brother would probably kill him for even kissing her, but that wasn't the point. He wasn't afraid of her brother. Either one of them. But he did prefer the idea of keeping a sword out of his gut and his testicles attached to his body. He shuffled his feet a bit awkwardly against the ground for a moment as he tried to regain his composure. "It's probably not a good idea to do that sort of thing out here," he said with a crooked little grin. "Actually; it's probably better not to kiss like that in general," he admitted with a sigh. "Mostly because I can't promise to be a good boy and keep my hands to myself," he said with a smirk.
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