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Who: honest abe and hawkeward moment
When: before the event and when tenka's still mia
Where: the gym but not the dojo
What: hawke shows sousei some of her dirty kirkwall bar fighting tactics
Rating/Warning: blood! fisticuffs! an odd way to vent out frustration!

[ so things have been oddly silent since the tours aside from the rush of new people into the city. still, it's one day, a blip on the radar, and everything settles back to normal. which of course means hawke's getting restless. she still spends most of her time trying to ignore the idea of her family being gone because it makes her panic and want to do something, anything, to get them back. ... whiiiich doesn't help anyone in the long run. so instead she focuses on other things: work, learning all these new things, the people here.

one of the most amusing people she's met here definitely has to be sousei. he seems one thing from the outside (taciturn, unemotional, unfriendly) but is completely different on the inside (impulsive, very emotional, optimistic). so, she keeps poking at him. she likes seeing what makes him tick. that restlessness combined with her wondering what he's up to has lead her back to the gym again. there's a moment where she wonders if he won't be here and... where in the world would she find him then? but she doesn't worry too much and heads straight for the dojo.

this time, she's not in armor -- sneakers, sweatpants, a t-shirt and when she slides open the door, she doesn't step inside. she's still entirely approaching with intent though and is relieved when she spots him. ]

Are you doing anything today?

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[He wouldn't really appreciate her analysis of him--if he knew of it. But he doesn't, so no harm no foul, and instead he turns to inspect her when she slides open the door.

For what it's worth, he's not training; he'd just finished a class (you know, his actual job), and was seated, settled in to take a breather and get a few moments to himself.

Clearly, that's...not happening now. Still, he can't entirely say he's displeased by this turn of events either; if nothing else, he knows that Hawke will keep him busy, and while he's in better shape than he was before, Tenka's absence is still an awful hole he can't fix.

So he ignores it. #healthy coping]

And if I said yes? [It's obvious that he's not, though, so he just carries on. You're already here, Hawke...would you really leave....] What do you want?

[ look, hawke may or may not have work to do somewhere but sometimes she just doesn't want to and this is what happens. she wanders, like a bored cat. but at least one of them is doing their job!

anyway, that's extremely healthy coping and no, she would not leave. what a good friendship happening here. ]

I'd most likely question the validity of your plans since I'm sure they can't be half as entertaining as anything I suggest?

[ heh. ]

Oh, unless you didn't want an answer to that. Anyway, your face healed up quite nice from our last scrape, didn't it?

[ would you like her to hurt it again ]

[How does he always meet such irritatingly persistent women... still, Sousei quirks an eyebrow at that, before looking almost faintly amused.]

If you are asking for another bout, state so plainly. I'm not interested in dancing around the topic.

I'm not dancing. If I were, there would be music and I'd be better dressed. No, I just want to know if you're well enough for that other bout.

[ come on sousei, she's not a complete idiot. ]

That is for the better. I'm not interested in seeing something like that.

[Hawke dancing in fancy clothes sounds terrifying.

Ahem. Regardless, he stands.]

Naturally, I am fine. It would take more than that to put me out of commission.

Your faith in me is so very... assuring.

[ she could do it! probably. just give her a nice dress and appropriate incentive. ]

Anyway, you do bounce back quite easily, yes. So, would you like to? I have some free time and energy to burn.

[ please fight her so she can stop thinking about bethany again ]

Yes.

[Wow that was easy.

TIME TO MAKE SOME MORE BAD LIFE CHOICES-- but he just dusts himself off, stretching slightly, before nodding to her. Sure. Let's beat each other up.

To not think about our Important People being gone.]

[ yeah!! awesome!! hawke just steps into the dojo -- shoeless! and stretches her arms over her head before pausing as something occurs to her. ]

Oh, do you want to stay here for this? I wouldn't want to ruin the place again.

This is fine.

[He just shakes his head and moves to move the mats...]

Now that I know what we will be doing.

[He'll just do pre-emptive damage control.]

Alright then.

[ and she's just going to stand here, hands on her hips as she waits for sousei to clean up. when he's ready, she bounces on her feet a few times and grins, holding up her hands defensively. ]

I think I'll let you take the first shot this time. What do you say?

[Sousei doesn't possess any of Tenka's "but you shouldn't hit a girl!" instincts; he's spent more time with Kiiko, after all. So when Hawke offers that up with her shit-eating grin, Sousei pauses, considers, and inwardly shrugs.

And then he moves forward to try to clock her on the jaw.

You offered, Hawke. He'll deliver.]

[ for all hawke's readiness, she's still too caught up in amusing herself to duck so, yeah. she gets the fist in the jaw and stumbles backwards, frowning. ]

Oh, ow. I bit my tongue.

[ a very put out look and then she sweeps in, incredibly fast and head ducked low so she can send her fist right to his stomach. her other fist will come in right after for his side, hoping to get him somewhere even if her hits miss. ]

If only it would keep you from--

[Speaking.

But that would be too much to ask.

That hit connects with his gut, and he feels the breath rush out of him, even as he shifts to avoid the other blow. Nope. Not happening.

He's still too breathless to speak, but it won't stop him from sweeping out with his leg, trying to knock her down.]

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