Once more, it seemed like Alyssa was no easy prey, even in jest. He fell forward... not according to his plan, but it seemed like she let him get the better of her. Or at least that was what it appeared to be. In fact, she fell backwards and brought him with it. To an outside observer, it might look like he was successful in taking her unawares, but Norton felt the difference.<br/><br/>He straddled the woman, looking into her eyes as he held one of her wrists. It seemed like she was even stronger. He needed to train more... Norton supposed this should have counted as training, but this sort of thing was embarrassing. She was letting him win, and worse- letting him save face about their wager without admitting it. He didn't want her pity... He stared into her eyes even more now, focused on them.<em>Not your pity. Your respect.</em>They were here to protect him.. but it was his role to protect everyone. He hated the thought of Alyssa having to fight at all, much less fight on his behalf.<br/><br/>Still, she proved to be not entirely merciful. The woman was still putting up a fight, and he soon lost grip of her arm. He fumbled atop of her, trying to find some means of at least locking her arm or pinning her in a way that she'd have to give up, but Norton was also perilously unbalanced, straddling her groin as he was. He was much too high, one of his knees not even upon the ground. To an experienced warrior like Alyssa, this wasn't the most... optimal position.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Dear lord. Rolled a 2 this time for athletics. Not even going to bother to link it. 6 total. :p</div></div>