Monica
*She gave the instructor a grin, pulling the chain hard until he was beside her once more. With two flicks of the wrist the ball began spinning once more, threatening to fly at him once more. Occasionally she jerked her body forward as if she was going to attack, seeing how susceptible he was to flinching.* 
"You might be the exhausted one if you keep falling" *Her hand grasped the end of the chain that was spinning. She now had enough chain to launch an attack from the other side. Celeana extended her left hand and sent the scythe blade straight towards his face. The instructor needed to be careful, if they chose to duck she would grab the chain and yank it down and back, hoping to clip him on the return trip*
Albert
*He focused on her - knowing that he has in fact, signed up for a beating without his favorite defense (That of a shield). The truth is - he just realized that would be problematic, for without a shield he is just there to receive a beating that will be deflected by his armor.* 

"I did sign up for this." *He said, raising his chin instead and using the visor to block the scythe blade, making a loud "Ding" As it hit the metal and deflected off it. He raised his arms, resorting to use his bare arms to deflect her attack and grab her weapon.* 

"Let's have a few more rounds."
Monica
*Pulling hard on the chain when he grabbed the scythe handle. She had theories on how to handle these situations and now would be the best chance to practice. Wrapping the chain around her arm so she would be less likely to be the one to lose her grip in this tug-of-war. Taking a huge step backwards while pulling the chain, trying to convince the instructor that a step forward would be correct. Reaching behind her back she grabbed another dagger and held it firmly within her left hand. This provoked two situations, get in close and potentially get stabbed by the dagger or to release her weapon and give back her ranged advantage.* "As you wish, *Instructor*." *She said in a more challenging tone, as if she could easily beat him already.*
Albert
*Sirdan grabbed the chain, holding it still as he looked at her pulling out the dagger. He is quite sure those were real, sharpened, non-training dagger, and knowing Celeana from the brief minutes he's spent with her, he is unsure if he will try to stab him with it.* 

*He took a deep breath, grabbing the chain tightly with his superior strength, controlling the range temporarily,*"Alright - How about this. We'll start a real fight again. I am tired of being beaten down."
Monica
*Tugging at the chain once more as she looked towards the ground. She was waiting for the right moment, there would be a time where the instructor stepped forward. Sometimes Celeana would jab forward with her dagger, mostly to keep him guessing on when to enter melee range. From the grin that was etched upon her lips it was obvious she was having some sort of fun with all this. Not the innocent kind of fun either, a more twisted sense of fun as if sparring was a way to relief some of her stress. It was now that she yanked the chair will all her might while sending her heel forward. She was planning to strike where his leg would be if he took a step forward. She wanted to push the leg back hard enough to force an incomplete step and fall onto his knee or his side. If he didn't fall for it, she would find herself within melee range of the instructor.*
Albert
*Sirdan really, really didn't like this. The fact he is not allowed to retaliate seems to have triggered something in Celeana. Maybe he should teach her a lesson.*

*Go with the motion. He remembered.* 

*He stepped forward aggressively into Celeana's motion, hoping to overwhelm him with the speed of closing it, and then... Sent his fist flying toward her guts.* 

"Fight!" *He yelled!*

```fix
HP: 68 / 68 
Defense: 17 (Instead of 20 because he is not using his shield) 
Focus: He don't need that

Attack 1: 22 / 6
Attack 2: He don't need that 
```
Monica
*Celeana had to think quick as she saw the first moving straight for her stomach again. Closing her eyes and bracing for impact as she felt the remaining wind get knocked from her stomach. Quickly she wrapped some of the chain around his arm, forcing him to keep his arm outstretched just long enough for her to make her move. The instructor could thank her later for remembering that her dagger was sharp enough to cut muscle it she was precise enough. Dropping the dagger and picking up the chain ball at the end of her weapon and slamming it into his kneecap, She was best at range anyways so that should slow him down for a bit. She also slammed the ball into his stomach as well before she took a step back*
Paula
``` HP: 17 / 23
Mana: 0/ 0
Focus: 3/4

Movement: Back 1 tile
Attack 1: /24 /8 / Crippled 
Attack 2: / 19 / 9/ ```
Dean
```fix
Reaction Phase
```
*Sirdan refrains from using any of the move to block her attack. He really think he don't need that. Well, he is handicapping himself. It would be too unfair of a beatdown*

*But with him disabled, it would be quite difficult for him to hit her.* 

"Not bad." 

*Celeana however, could react and try to dodge the punch Sirdan sent toward her earlier.*

```
HP: 51/ 68 
Defense: 17 (Instead of 20 because he is not using his shield) 
Focus: He don't need that

Attack 1: 22 / 6
Attack 2: He don't need that 
```

```fix
Action Phase - Round 2
```
Monica
*With a quick flick of her wrist the ball began spinning once more, just to be launched at the instructors ankle. She gave another strong pull but her hands were sweaty and couldn't maintain a good grip on the chain. Giving up on that idea to wipe her hand off on her shirt before grabbing another dagger from behind and sending it directly at the instructor*
Paula
``` HP: 17 / 23
Mana: 0/ 0
Focus: 2/4

Movement: Back 1 tile
Attack 1: /14 / Missed/ Trip used
Attack 2: / 14 / Missed / ```
Albert
*Sirdan however, is sadly out of range, and still recoiling from the pain of the "Non-Lethal" Strike made by her Kusarigama. 

With neither side hitting, neither side have any opportunity to retaliate ...Or dodge an attack that never hit. And so the next round of the combat continues, with Celeana on the offensive again*
Dean
```HP: 51/ 68 
Defense: 17 (Instead of 20 because he is not using his shield) 
Focus: He don't need that

```

```fix
Action Phase - Part 3
```
Monica
*Celeana gave the instructor a wink before turning her back to him. She long since learned that the heavier the armor, the more constricted the movement. She probably did something that angered the instructor cause he looked like he wanted to knock some sense into her. She ran towards the training equipment where she grabbed one of the bows and training arrows left out. Grabbing both weapons before making her way to the other end of the training field. In a single fluid motion she nocked a dull tipped arrow and pointed it at the instructor*
Paula
``` HP: 17 / 23
Mana: 0/ 0
Focus: 2/4

Movement: Back 12 Tiles (Dash) 
Swapped Kusarigama for Short Bow ```
Dean
Sirdan seems very, very unpleased by Aelin's action. He too, have learnt about archery and is good at it - being a steppe elf himself. 

He dashed to the other end of the training corner. Sadly, he is indeed much slower than Celeana - so it will take a turn for him to reach it. 

"I'm a steppe elf, you know!" 

There isn't much of a point in acting offensively now, so he decided to play safe and protect his own weak point.

```
HP: 51 / 68 
Defense: 21
Focus: He don't need that
Movement: Dash + Move 8 tiles to the other end

```
Monica
*She placed the shaft of an arrow into her mouth as she pulled back upon the bow string, Closing her eyes and focusing more on her breathing than aiming. She always struggled with bows and arrows in the cold, her arms shook uncontrollably from the frigid temps. Just as she released her first arrow a shiver ran up her spine and the arrow shot past Sirdan's face. Even from a distance she looked rather unpleased with herself. Grabbing the arrow from between her teeth and nocking that one as well as she repeated the same process. First her eyes closed and she worried only about breathing. She was taught to only release the moment you exhale, as holding your breath would stop any unnecessary swaying. Opening her eyes at last and releasing the taut bow string. It felt like her luck that the northern wind drifted the arrow far left of her intended target. Sighing softly she raised the bow high into the air followed by her free hand, signaling that she conceded the sparring match. She was feeling rather exhausted and pretty sure the instructor wanted to let his fists do the talking*
Paula
``` HP: 17 / 23
Mana: 0/0
Focus: 0/4

Movement:0
Attack 1: /Precise Shot / Missed / 
Attack 2: / precise Shot / Missed / ```
Albert
*Sirdan was just about to reach the bow, when two arrows whizzed part completely wild off the mark.* 

*He grabbed the bow regardless, and then turned around, looking at her, preparing to shoot her back.* 

"You concede. I'll shoot you twice for your attempted cruelty first." 

*That being said, Sirdan just picked up the bow and haven't started shooting yet. Being in heavy armor does slow him down.*
Dean
```
HP: 51 / 68 
Defense: 23
Focus: Handicapped
Movement: Moved to the bow

Attack 0: Sirdan picked up the bow 
Attack 1: Nothing.
```
Monica
"Hey now, I thought you were an instructor. I was only sparring with you. If I had coin I would repay you for your me-" *She began running in the other direction, there was no way in hell she was going to eat an arrow from a cruel instructor. To begin with he hasn't even taught her the skills she asked for to begin with. She knew how to run from a person with a bow, she didn't know how to escape being bound. It was a race against the clock for her, if she could make it inside the building she would be safe. The only question was, could she make it before he shot.*
Paula
``` HP: 17 / 23
Mana: 0/0
Focus: 0/4

Movement:12 Dash ```
Albert
*Surprised, and outskilled (in fleeing). Sirdan decided to put down the bow and yelled at her.* 

"Alright! Fine! I am not shooting you. How about this. Let's end this and start some unarmed combat sparring instead - not actual punching this time - I am just gonna aim to bring you up to speed." 

*If she accepted the offer, he would put down the weapons and put on a pair of sparring gloves, and started teaching Celeana what he knew about unarmed combat. Of course, it wouldn't quite match what Zed has in terms of skill (Not that he know about him), but it would be a path to Celeana getting just a bit stronger...*
Monica
"Put the bow down first and kick it to the side!" *She yelled back, clearly not in most advantageous spot for bargaining. She reached the door leading into the facility just incase he decided to double back on his word. Admittedly she did lose herself during the spar. Not enough to intentionally wound him but she wouldn't have minded giving him a few bruises. She could count on his knee being sore but everything else she did seemed to fall short of her desired outcomes.* "If you shoot me you're an asshole!" *She yelled again. From her side a person had just walked past her and was giving her the most judgmental look. It was enough to make her leave the entrance and take her chances with Sirdan.* "You asked to spar, not me." *She said once she was close enough to where she didn't need to yell for everyone to hear.*
Albert
*Sirdan put the bow back down on the rack - instead of kicking it to the side, because he is a defiant little child just like Celeana. He laughed at the ridiculousness of the situation, and then approached her again.* 

"...Yeah, alright. No harm's done. I guess both of us were really mad at eachother, eh?" 

"So, how about some proper sparring this time - or shall we work on something else?"
Monica
"So you do admit you were getting angry at little me." *She teased, She wasn't very angry at the instructor just wanted to prove that she wasn't weak like everyone made her out to be.* "Why would I be mad at you, you didn't really do anything." *She paused for a moment before remembering something.* "Other than almost break my ribs." *She finished before standing between Sirdan and the multiple bows behind her. For someone who just said she wasn't angry, she definitely wouldn't allow him to pick up a bow without another fight. Call it female intuition if you will.* "I just need to find a way to escape being grappled or bound was all, I didn't need a hot head instructor trying to beat me senseless."
Albert
*Sirdan thought on it a bit, putting his hands on his waist and letting out an angry pfft,*"Yes, yes, I am angry at little me. Believe me or not, but I am used to most people being quite deferential. Nothing like you." *He let out an exasperated sigh., laughing as she mentioned her almost broken ribs.* 

"Well, I cannot help you much with being bound - not much of a rogue or a kidnapper myself - or rather, no practice. I can help you with grapple, if you don't find it awkward." 

*He closed his eyes and thought for a bit,*"There are female instructors around I can refer you to."
Monica
"I didn't really think about that until you mentioned it." *She too placed her hands on her hips as she leaned forward. She didn't hide the fact that she was inspecting him once more, as if obtaining new information on the man standing before her.* "I don't think training with a female instructor would suit me for real situations." *With that she stood upright once more, as if she was finished assessing him.* "I think I can stand my own against you, pervert. What are the basics to grappling?" *Leaning down to pick up a pair of freezing gloves as she placed her hands into the fur-lined openings. Once her fingers filled the padded sparing gloves she extended both hands towards the instructor as tightening the straps required an additional person's help*
Albert
*He eyed her back curiously, wondering what Celeana was doing as she examined him - not used to this kind of... Scrutiny from anyone whatsoever,*"We have plenty of very strong female instructor. Don't worry. And what the fuck did you just call me?" 

*Sirdan almost missed the part where he was called a pervert. Now that, that was a grave offense. And for a moment a burning hatred flared up in his eyes, as if he was about to re-initiate the mortal combat that almost started earlier.* 

*It took a minute for him to calm down, and he tightened the straps afterward.* 

"All about the locks, grab and sheer power - which I do have quite an advantage in. Want to try?" *Sirdan was not an extremely practiced grappler - but what he has on his side is an iron grip, one that rivals some of the strongest in Ramul Ta.*
Monica
*Bingo, she thought to herself. The people who were the least likely to do questionable things were the ones who hated that insult the most. It was as much reassuring she needed to continue this grapple session with him.* "Oh calm down, I'm teasing." *Walking over to Sirdan before turning around before him. She pressed her back against his armor to simulate an attack from behind. Standing this close to him made her realize how much taller he was compared to her. She supposed the height difference would be a good thing, not many attackers would be the same height as her anyways.* "Say someone attacks from behind, what would you suggest?"
Albert
*The taller elf really looked like he had it with Celeana, and now there's a constant sense of annoyance on him. Still, it took him another minute to calm down before he moved his arms.* 

*He used what little knowledge he had, simulating a neck lock or an attempt to do so.* 

"Once someone got you pinned to the ground, wriggling your way out of it is quite difficult - specially if you are physically weaker. I would suggest that the best defence - a kick to the groin and an attempt to wriggle your head out of the way." 

"...Like this." *He would move his arm in an attempt to neck lock her, and gently pull her toward him,*"If I was an attacker, I'd try to grab you and pull you over by superior strength, and lock you by your neck."
Monica
*She tilted her head back slightly to allow his arm to find it's way across her throat.* "Say they make it this far, what are my options now?" *She doubted he wanted her to actually hit him. The thought of just losing from this position didn't sit right with her either. There had to be a way to come back even from this spot. Her left hand reached up and held onto his arm, She did this just in case he decided to apply strength to her neck. She trusted the instruct enough to not give an actual demonstration on how a grapple works.* "And yes, I get it. I'm physically weaker than men. I've heard it before. Let's focus on the elements I could control."
Albert
*Sirdan thought a bit on the prospects,*"If they've made it this far, your arms can still try to grab me by the forearms and pull me off, while struggling away." *He thought a bit,*"But if you are armed, the prospects of course, improve much better - you could say, use one of your daggers, pull it out, and thrust it into the gap of my armor - I hope you don't end up kidnapped by someone in plate, but a knife can considerably complicate a scheme to grapple you."

*He shook his head, offended by the part implying women are weaker than men,*"I've seen plenty of women stronger than I am - especially when I was a weakling myself. Don't say anything like that."
Monica
"Well I don't think you'd like it if I stabbed you with something right now. I also don't think I would remain conscious for much longer if I did anyways." *She thought back on the crazed thief she ran into a few weeks prior.* "Hmm, No plate. Just common garbs." *She supposed Zed had something underneath the plain clothing he wore that day but it wasn't plate regardless of what he wore. Her hand tugged down upon Sirdan's arm as she took a step forward. Reaching the bow rack as she picked up a training arrow and began spinning it with a single hand. Normally she would be able to spin the arrow faster without gloves, The speed in which it spun was impressive as is.* "Anything else?"
Albert
"Yeah. That wouldn't be good for both of us." *He thought about something else,*"Well, do you know about the vitals? This place, the solar plexus, the gap, here... Where you can find the gap in armor. If you wanted, you can try to thrust a narrow dagger into the gap between the groin-plate - quite nasty result.." 

*He would show her the weak point in plate armor.* 

"Hmmm... I am not coming up with anything else I can teach you quickly - all I can say is just more regular sparring - and perhaps some real combat experience."

"Is there anything else you want help with?"
Monica
*She shook her head, maybe she would come back for more sparring. She wouldn't make an appointment of course, not risking Sirdan to plan out some revenge exercises.* "That would be it, thank you for the food and the free target practice." *Intentionally not calling it a lesson. She had fun teasing Sirdan and calling him a training dummy seemed like a good way to get a reaction out of him. She walked over to where Sirdan had stood earlier and picked up the training knives and the live ones as well. Finding the holder behind her back as she slid the daggers into their corresponding loop as she made her way back to Sirdan. Although she was returning the dulled daggers and the training gloves, it felt like she treating him like a servant boy instead of an inspirational teacher.* "Maybe the next time I come back you'll show me some new tricks, yeah?"
Albert
*Sirdan nodded and picked up his shield, looking around for some other thing. The encounter was... Quite interesting, but he can't help but feel his skills was quite inadequate for what she was looking for.* 

"Perhaps, I'll be going out for an expedition myself soon - hopefully. Maybe I'll have something eles to tell you, or maybe I'll keep being boring old me." 

*He rubbed his chin for a moment.* 

"If you want to catch up out of work time, come over to Hu Lang's restaurant at the street a few blocks away from ours - I work there and the owner is my partner. I'll offer a Runran meal on the house."