If There's Anyway You Can Help (Jack Lex)

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

There was no room for cowards in the gyms for Careers, and Gwen's punch was easy blocked off, following with nothing. Gala couldn't help but burry her face in her hands, hoping Gwen was going to ruin it for them faster then she helped. Still she didn't budge when Matthew's eyebrows arched in confusion and anger of why she wasn't throwing another punch. Once again nothing occurred when he asked if that was really her best shot, questioning her silly weak moves. If only the identical twin thing went beyond just looking alike, like they could switch bodies, because all Gala wanted to do was scream at Gwen to do something. She could see their Trainer's eyes lowering in disappointment, looking towards the door, quietly questioning if he should just walk out.

Maybe if it came down to it, if Gwen Thomas was pulled from the glass ball, Gala could step in. They wouldn't even have to make it obvious, ever one would still believe it was Gwen walking up there, stepping in to represent in supposed 'honor'. She'd just give squeeze her twins hand, give a reassuring smile and go up for her. No one would ever notice unless they did blood work, and even then maybe they'd be so identical nothing would come up. Their sisters may eventually figure out the personality change, but they're loving enough to not care. But certainly at this moment it was obvious that Gala held a better chance, even if Gwen could throw a knife.

Yelling began to ring through the empty gym of three people. It certainly shocked Gala a bit more, but Gwen's eyes never left their Trainer's, and she could see the anger gradually building up. So when the yelling began it was like a balloon popping from too much air blown into it. Either way Gwen's face slowly became identical with the expression, like how Gala always got whenever being yelled at by an authority figure. But it never happened to Gwen until now. The second silence filled the gym Gwen threw a hard right punch, not getting surprised at all when Matthew blocks it. She attempts again, and again, eventually growing faster until she manages to get even a little past a block.

[Jack Lexington]

Finally Gwen was stepping up her game. It seemed like she needed a little yelling at to get herself in motion but once she started I can tell that I wasn't wrong about that 'spark'. She's got it.
One after another she let's her fists fly towards my face left and right. Of course she's not trained so there's little aim or power behind her punches but she's getting angrier each time I block them and what's best: She's not stopping. Once or twice I can even feel her knuckles on my skin.
When she stops because she's out of breath I don't give her a break though. Instead of letting her draw a few deep breaths and rest her arms I push her in the chest.
"I didn't say stop now, did I?"
I'm going to push these girls until they wish they had a 'girl trainer'.

A brief side glance confirms that her sister is watching us, so I tell her to watch closely.
"Have a look at how she's punching. Watch her feet..does she use her whole body or only her arms? How could she maximize her power, how can she get through my blocks?"

My tone changes once I look back at Gwen to a loud. "C'mon!" I can see her desperation now. She's sweat soaked already and her arms are getting heavy but I'm not going to be easy on her.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

All of the punching and anger is more draining then running for hours to Gwen, especially the aggression growth as the punches keep getting blocked by their Trainer who's had years of more practice. Of course Gwen has to eventually stop, shake out her hands and catch her breathe. Instead of the much needed break she's pushed back to egg her on, give much punches. Only one good punch was needed from Gala, so Gwen begins to feel singled out, picked on, though it was probably all part of the training.

The attention is turned over to Gala, who is obviously closely watching. Even at a young of thirteen they weren't easily distracted. Pointers are given by Matthew; the use of her entire body, which Gwen lacked, what she could do different to get past the guard and give a good punch. She wasn't watching that before, but immediately that's where her focus went to. Along with Gwen of course, though it was directed towards her twin. Use her entire body instead of just her arms, she wasn't exactly sure what that meant but wanted to.

Within a second Matthew's back to Gwen, voice raised again to push her further. She takes the orders and begins punching once again though it felt like her arms were ready to fall off. Instead of the furious, uncontrollable punching, she dishes the hits out differently, shifting her body which she lacked before. Of course Gala wanted to jump in, but resisted and bit her nails and watched.

[Jack Lexington]

I can tell that the girl is trying pretty hard. She's even taking the pointer I gave her sister but she doesn't get very far because her arms are getting tired from the usual movement.
Most of the punches I easily block but she gets past my arms once...well I guess I let her so she doesn't get completely frustrated.

Then I drop my arms and place my hand on her shoulder to stop her.
"Okay. Take a break."
Instantly my eyes go to her sister.
"Did you watch closely?"

I don't even wait for her to answer but wave her over to follow me.
Outside of the gym there's a heavy bag hanging under a porch.
A few guys just stepped back from it so I give their trainer a friendly nod. He's a guy about my age, whom I have seen around. The boys don't care much about us until they see who I have in tow: Girls.
With interest they take their sweet time wiping the sweaty faces on some towels and having a drink nearby.

In a low tone I tell Gala. "I guess they're waiting for a show...let's not disappoint them, okay?"

I motion for the girls to watch me.
"Pay attention to what I do."
Poitning to my feet I show them to move only on the balls. "You need to dance around your target, stay mobile, stay fast."
Then I raise my fists in front of my head. "Use your arms and fists to block. From here you punch. Your movement starts in your feet. Use your whole body, not just your arms."
I demonstrate what I mean by sending my fists into the leather of the bag with a lot of useless force. I flex my muscles and let one more follow. It feels good to get that energy out though.
Then I make room for Gala.
"Imagine the person you hate the most, little girl." I can't help but think that might be me right now.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

After a good minute of useless punching Matthew finally gestures for Gwen to stop and take a break. Of course the little girl doesn't hesitate for a second, taking as much time as she's given to catch her breathe & rest her numb arms. How their Trainer needs no breaks baffles both the girls, but immediately he turns to Gala for her turn to train. In a way they're both really thankful to be allowed to train together, it gave the perfect opportunities for breaks. Instead of another attempt at bad punching it's actually time for a lesson, and Gala's questioned if she paid attention to her sister's movement.

Before even given a chance to answer Matthew gestures for the girls to follow him. "Sure did boss." Gala answers still, jogging at the same time to catch up. It wasn't Gwen's turn, and she didn't want it to be, so she strayed behind a few feet as they walked.

A small chuckle came from Gala when she noticed they were heading to the punching bag, apparently their Trainer didn't feel like being a human one anymore. Either way this was what she was waiting for, learning to be better. A few boys were just finishing up with the same piece of equipment, certainly around the twins age, with a trainer appearing Matthew's age . They were participating in the same program certainly, which was verified once Matthew and their trainer exchanged a kind nod. It was a little humorous to the girls to see such serious gestures, being mostly bubbly themselves, but they held back any form of laughter. They were now outside of the private gym, and the last thing they wanted to do was embarrass their trainer.

"Why are they looking at us?" Gala whispered with a confused, soar look on her face. She often didn't get along with boys her age...or girls, really anyone outside of her family. There was respect forming for her Trainer though, something that rarely occurs, she wouldn't admit it though. Only her twin and one or two of her other sisters had Gala's respect, the rest of the world she couldn't careless about.

The answer of the boys waiting for a show didn't make complete sense to Gala, but certainly Matthew had to understand guys way more. Not one bit did the fact that they were just at the age little boys and little girls began to crush on one another. Either way Gala would take it like the times another circus would watch them practice, she had to make her circus proud. Of course right now they weren't in the circus, but Career training, still she had to make Matthew look like the better trainer. And at the same time prove that girls can be just as strong as boys.

"OKay." Agreement was made, though Gala was much more concerned about not disappointing her trainer then those stupid boys over there. She watched them from the corners of her eyes until Matthew instructed to pay attention to him; if she was going to put on a good show then she had to learn.

As difficult as it was Gala concentrated on the lesson that her Trainer was given, and of course Gwen had no problem doing so. Leaning on the balls of their feet, that'd certainly be easy having to constantly balance there during a performance. Dancing around the target on the balls of their feet, same thing again with performing. They had already caught on about keeping their arms and fists protecting their face. It was the part about using their entire body that confused them, but luckily for them Matthew already offered to demonstrate before they even voiced their concern.

After two punches their Trainer moves to the side and gestures for Gala to come up. The last advice Matthew has is to imagine the punching bag as whom ever she hates the most. Well that was an easy one, her Father of course. All those times she caused trouble and had to endure his hour lectures while standing the entire time. The occasional ruler on her hands whenever she did something really bad. All the sisters cried the day their Father was sent away, except for Gala. She came back to the punching bag, putting the image of her Father's yelling face on the target.

Going on the balls of her feet she began jumping around a bit, having a lot more control then when she had her entire feet on the ground. She jumped around a bit as Matthew demonstrated, as if the punching bag was going to block the punch, but she knew it was all for practice. The first punch was thrown by Gala, using her entire shoulder and even chest strength to add more power behind it. Of course the bag was nearly as hard as a brick wall, something Gala wasn't necessarily expecting, having to wave around her hand for a second before throwing the next punch. She kept throwing the punches, knowing to never stop on her own terms on account Matthew clearly illustrated from Gwen.

"Go back to the circus!" Instead was what halted Gala from her training, called out by one of the boys that were previously using the punching bag. Within seconds anger completely covered Gala's face, for once making the twins not identical at all.

"Oh no." Gwen murmured, calling the exact second that Gala sprinted off to show her true fighting abilities. This was exactly why she always attempted to keep her sister away from other kids their age, it usually resulted in trouble. Especially now with Gala feeling so strongly on proving herself.

((OOC: I couldn't help it! LOL I'm sorry! I wanted Gala to be bad Dx Figured I'd leave it up to you if you want Matthew to stop her or encourage her.))

[Jack Lexington]

For a moment she does what I told her, even puts her weight into it and lets it spring from her shoulder. The punch doesn't look half bad and I bet it hurts her knuckles and wrists since she's not wearing any wraps or gloves. I still let her go at it, toughen up a little, i suppose.
I shoot a quick glance over at one of the boys when he feels the necessity to make a stupid comment about the circus. Apparently he's seen her before.

Usually I'd tell him to "Shut the fu..." but before I can finish my line she's going for him. I don't feel the need to step in since she's now showing what I've been waiting to see: Some anger and devotion. I'd do the very same thing, actually. Most likely she'll be going home with a few bruises but since she's just flying off the handle like that I'm assuming this is not the first time.
I give the boys trainer a warning look and he agrees to let the kids loose.
His boy stands up with a sarcastic grin, waving her over. Apparently the kid has no problem hitting a girl. As soon as Gala reaches him and tackles him he wraps his arms around her, lifts her off her feet and throws her to the ground.
I cross my arms and watch the scene unfold while motioning for Gwen not to interfere.
"Get up!" Is the only thing I holler at her.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Immediately Gwen is burying her face within the palms of her hands, disappointed in the fact that their Trainer did absolutely nothing to stop it, nor did the other boy's trainer as well. On the other hand Gala was pleased to see acceptance for this kind of thing. At school teachers would be separating fights before it ever got good, but Career training was clearly different. They encouraged the kids to fight, even of opposite genders, as if they were already in the games. After all no one cares about gender or age when it came to being in the Arena, every year citizens are forced to watch it. That's the Careers' role-models, even if it does disturb the rest of the population.

The height difference was that clear from a distances, but at least the boy wasn't even close to being as tall as the twins' Trainer...that certainly helped. Everything they were taught escaped Gala's mind for a second, with only anger clouding her mind. She immediately went in for the tackle, figuring it'd even out the playing field. The poor calculations instead got her lifted off the ground, and thrown back first into the hard grass. "Get up!" Gala heard her Trainer yell from across the yard, and quickly toke the order.

"You're really allowing this!" Gwen scolds from behind, hating the fact that she was witnessing her twin fight and was told not to interfere. How was she suppose to just sit there as her sister could be getting hurt?

Going on the balls of her feet and bouncing around a bit Gala attempted to take the lesson into consideration. It only brought laughter from the boy though, which was her perfect opportunity to try her kick on someone a lot shorter then her Trainer. She held her fists in front of her head for protection, and swiftly kicked directly in the stomach before anyone could realize she was changing her tactic. Following with a hard punch in the face as Matthew had been spending so much time testing them on. It certainly wasn't enough to get him to back away, but at least it was something so she wouldn't go down in shame if she ended up getting her ass kicked..

((OOC: Wasn't sure if you want to rp the boy for this quick event? Totally cool with Gala going home with a few bruises, makes it all that more interesting.))

[Jack Lexington]

As I sit down on a crate I watch the fight unfold. Galas seems to be a quick learner. Instantly she springs back to her feet, dances around and then kicks him in the chest followed by a punch. I like it and the kid doesn't. He has to take a step back to catch his breath because the shoe to his chest knocked the wind out of him.
We all know what will follow now. Retaliation and if Gala isn't fast she's going to get her ass kicked.
The boy quickly exchanges a glance with his trainer to make sure it's okay to fight and girl, who inreturn confirms with me. Just then her sister protests in my right ear "You're really allowing this!"
But I keep my eyes on the other trainer and say loud and clear. "Yes, I am."

As soon as the words leave my mouth the 13 year old boy closes the distance between them. The first two punches she can block but he gives her one in the ribs and then headbutts her.
"Haha, little circus clown, didn't expect that?"

I shake my head at the dirty move but still don't step in. With a deep frown I watch this kid pull his dirty tricks on my student and tell her sister.
"She'll stand her ground."

As predicted Gala licks her wounds for a few seconds but then brings her arms up before another blow can hit her pretty face.
I watch her kick him back but the boy comes back with a right hook, that I'm sure is the hardest punch he can throw and knocks her on her butt.
He kicks at the dirt next to her and spits on the ground. "Why are you even here?"

That's enough for me. I know that the girls will have to learn a lesson here but as far as I'm considered headbutting and full blown punches are way out of line.
So I push myself off the crate and walk towards the fighters to step between them and stare down the kid. "Did you pull out all your dirty tricks yet?" Then I haul off and smash my own fist right on his right eye. He gets thrown on his butt.

Behind me Gala is breathing hard so I turn to see her. There's a small cut above her left eye that's bleeding a little. I know she hates me now and fully expect her to yell at me for letting this happen.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

A large huff comes from Gwen when Matthew confidently confirms that he was going to allow this to keep going on. Sure she was a little proud of her sister with her first few moves, but still Gwen knew this wasn't going to end well. Just as predicted it's the boys turn and at first Gala's doing great with the defense until protecting her head wasn't enough. An upper punch goes to her ribs, quickly followed by a head butt that brings a few sparkly stars.

"For you to have such hard head?" Gala response with a slick comment right back, rubbing her forehead to bring her head back into the game. Certainly she wasn't expecting that, but she didn't think someone would be stupid enough to risk their own head. She brings her fists back up to her face, ready to introduce regret to the boy.

Gwen couldn't help but cross her arms over her chest and shake her head with disappointment. "Yeah, that doesn't mean this is smart." Gwen rolls her eyes but still keeps them locked on the fight, wishing for someone to finally stop it. How stupid guys were in her eyes, though her twin was just as much participating.

One decent kick, only a single more blow is all Gala gets to give before being thrown back by probably the hardest punch the boy could give. At least it must of been a pretty painful kick if it brought that much anger to the boy to give all he has in one punch. Immediately Gala could feel the exact spot swell as soon as she hit the ground. Dirt filled her mouth and vision right after, lengthening the time it toke her to pull herself together and back on her feet.

Just as Gala gets to her feet all of the action is taken up; Matthew had stepped in to put the boy in his place. Her blond eyebrows arched together at the sight of the kid her age, on the floor defeated, with absolutely no fight left. Then her blue eyes went back to her trainer, over to her sister, and back to her trainer. "Whatcha do that for?" Gala furiously questions, gesturing over to the boy. "I could of taken him!" She scolds, disappointment controlling her body posture. Not only did she not get to finish, but it was a bit embarrassing to have someone step in for her.

"You just have to go and ruin everything." Gala crossed her arms over her chest, stomping back over to her sister that was still waiting by the punching bag.

"Are you okay?" Gwen asked with concern filling her voice, especially at the sight of the few bruises and single cut her sister had. "Look at what you did!" Gwen scolded Matthew, shooting him a sharp look. "Come on lets get you cleaned up." She grabbed her sisters hand.

"No." Gala refused, not following her sister, and taking back her hand. "I want to finish training." She insisted, anger still controlling her face.

Of course Gwen looked over at Matthew, as if this was all his doing and fault. "Tell her she needs to clean up first!" Gwen nearly demanded.

((OOC: Lol, don't worry the twins will certainly hate you at times. Here's some girl drama for you! =P ))

[Jack Lexington]

To my surprise Gala is not angry because I let the guy fight her but because I stepped in, which I don't understand at all. I was just standing up for her because he wasn't fighting fair. Instantly I get that old familiar, angry feeling in the pit of my stomach, which easily leads to me exploding.

"I didn't ruin a damn thing, just saved your pretty face from his low blows." I call after her once she's passed by me. Her attitude pisses me off and the way her sister is fussing over her is even worse.
'look at what you did'.
"So what? Suck it up." I snap back at her.
For a brief moment I give the boy and his trainer, who has helped his kid up and is now coming towards me, a glare.
"What did you punch my student for?" He raises his chin and cocks his head to the side that tells me he isn't happy with me stepping in either.
"He was fighting dirty." I reply and now have my full attention on the guys.
Whatever the girls do behind me is lost on me right now because it looks like I picked myself a fight as well.

"You expect everybody to play by the book in the arena, Dunham?" Their trainer, a bulky dark haired fellow, asks and comes uncomfortably close.
My eyes narrow as I stand my ground and push him back a little.
"You know my rep, right?" I hint at being known for starting too many fight and never backing up.
Yet I try to evade this one because I have my students with me. "We're here to train the kids, right?"
For some reason he sighs and then backs up. Whether he's worried about his pretty face or actually gets my point I don't know.
"I guess you have to handle these girls like precious dolls..." He janks my chain which causes me to turn my head and nod for Gala to finish what she started.
I so hope she can do it. I couldn't imagine a better thing right now even though I think girls suck myself. They're my girls though.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

At least when Gwen begins complaining over Gala's condition their Trainer simply states to suck it up. A sly grins spreads to Gala's face, isn't wasn't really a competition but she was right about not getting concerned over her wounds like her sister was. Just as Matthew was training them, as if they were already reaped into the Hunger Games, there's no rules in the Arena. There for there's no room for crying like a baby in there either.

The boys come over and apparently Gala isn't the only one upset about the fact that Matthew had stepped in for her. Sure she might of been getting her ass kicked with some unfair moves, but she'd handle herself...eventually. Of course their Trainer sticks up for himself, calls out the dirty moves that the guy's trainee was pulling. But the moral of the entire lesson was the lack of rules within the Hunger Games, and their trainer is teaching the same thing.

"They don't really appreciate cannibalism." Gwen shines in with a little fact because there was one thing the Game Makers hated; kids eating kids. Though kids killing kids is apparently much different. Both of the twins laugh a little at Gwen's joke, but it quickly fades with the weird looks from the guys.

It now looks like it's the Trainers turn to fight, as if this was there demonstration on how to give a real schoolyard fight. All the young Trainees go silent as the other Trainer gets too close to Matthew, clearly ready to throw the first punch. Instead Matthew pushes him back and brings up his rep. A smile goes to each of the twins faces, a little proud to have a Trainer with a rep though they weren't exactly sure what that meant. Just as they were hoping for great seats to a real Career fight the twins' Trainer pulls the smart move of calling if off, advising they all went back to training their kids.

Everyones ready to pull back when the boys' Trainer doesn't know when to shut his trap, he not only aggravates the girls but their Trainer as well with the comment of being precious dolls. With one glance and nod towards Gala she immediately knows her orders as if it was her twin giving her the silent message. In two seconds she's upon her feet with a coy grin, and even faster to get over to the boy that had swiped her to the floor. If dirty moves were allowed then Gala was going to use them, with no interest in delaying this fight any longer.

Even without having brothers Gala knew about a guy's sensitive area, probably from that time she kicked a boy there from her class quite a few years back. Either way now dirty moves were accepted and Gala was going to take advantage over it. Plus her forehead still felt soft and bruised from the head butt. In one swift movement she brought her foot up in between the guys legs, not with all her might like he had done to her and her face, but just enough to win. Right after she brought her knuckles across one of his cheeks just for good measures.

"Dolls shatter." Gala commented, spitting on the floor in front of the boy just as he did to her. She didn't quite understand that part but she was learning all from examples todays. A smile returned back to her lips, and Gala turned back to her Trainer and sister. "It's not that bad being a girl." She stated proudly with a shrug.

[Jack Lexington]

I'm glad the girl knows what I need to see her from her now because my honor is now connected to her.
Despite her sisters long face she goes in full blast, kicks him in the balls and then hauls off to plant a good one on his cheek. On top of that she spits on the ground and gives a nasty remark.
The smirk that spreads across my face says it all. I like that girl...at least right now.
Not so sure about the 'girl' comment though.

Her opponent has a hard time getting back on his feet but eventually he does and uses her moment of triumph to sucker punch her in the back.

Instantly I grit my teeth balling my fists. I really want to jump in and teach him a lesson but I hold back and let her finish her job this time.

Once she's done I come over to the guy with a nasty look and dish out a comment. "Guess my doll kicked your fairy's ass."
My eyes sparkle because I really want to pick a fight with their trainer now. Watching his kid has aggrovated me enough to start one. Heck, I'd start one without a reason. I just need to him to join.

Since he doesn't seem overly keen I turn my attention on Gala, who's still bleeding from the cut above her eye.
"Well done. Maybe it does make sense to train you."

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Just as Gala predicted that the fight was over the wind is blown out of her again, but this time from a punch to the back. The smile of the blonde quickly fades, replaced by that sour face that says it all. Why did boys always have to have the last kick? The little boy should of realized by now Gala was not like a typical girl, she wasn't afraid to fight just as dirty as someone wanted to make it. She rested her hands on her knees, attempting to aline her back again and also catch her breathe. As soon as her enemy expects a defeat she gives another upper-cut so that he can bite his own tongue. Then back again to attempt to catch her breathe.

Even with Gwen sitting on the outskirts, shaking her head in disapproval, she couldn't help but laugh along with her twin when their trainer declares that his doll beat the other guy's fairy. It was a proud moment for them to say the least, going from fighting Matthew to get him on their side. Plus the fact that Gala never truly won a fight, teachers and staff always broke those things off, or she'd get too big of a bite to chew. With just a short lesson though, and the location of a Career gym, finally settled things. The nasty look on the boy and his trainer's face was also pretty priceless.

A simple compliment of being train worthy brought the best smile from Gala though, only an hour ago feeling like only her twin deserved it. It was the best reward, even compared to a cookie. "Told you-..." Gala responded with, just before being interrupted by the Boy's trainer. Probably only over to congratulate Matthew on getting lucky with who he had to train.

"Now lets test the trainers." The boy's trainer rhetorically suggested, not taking an answer before throwing the first punch right into Matthew's face without a warning. A loud gasp came from the both the twins, completely shocked by the turn around. Their Trainer had to come out on top though, he had to be the best, and now they got to witness if he really was.

((OOC: Time for the big boys to fight =P ))

[Jack Lexington]

Just when I thought I couldn't provoke their trainer to fight and was putting my hand on Galas back to escort safely escort her away from their sucker punches, I get what I've been yearning for: A punch in the face. It's not so much being punched but the right to fight back that I've earned now.
It was a hard one and has spun my face around so I'm briefly facing the girls.
For a moment I make eye contact with Gala with a sour sweet smirk appearing on my face 'watch this'.

"Your mistake." I state still turned away from the other guy.
A second later I've whirled around laying my whole body motion into my first punch, that knocks him back three steps. But I close the distance and hammer my knuckles onto the bridge of his nose, then into his ribs and once again in his face. The last one he actually manages to block but the other ones must hurt judging by the way his nose is starting to bleed.

I guess we're not going in the arena this year but we can still duck it out.

"You think that was a good idea?" I ask him rhetorically dancing around him on the balls of my feet.
"bring it, baby!" I tease because I've clearly got the upper hand right now. I hope the girls are watching this lesson.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

The war may never be over in the Career world, but the girls were at least hoping this battle was. Sure enough the boy's trainer gives a hard punch to Matthew, and for a second the twins are actually worried. To not surprise an evil grin lightens his face, it was clear he had been waiting for his opportunity to fight. The girls quickly cheer him on as soon as the smile appears, knowing it was the clue for Matthew desiring this all along. Of course a little kids fight wasn't going to be good enough, that resulted in a little pain after effect, maybe a few bruises to show, but nothing compared to a big kids fight.

Within half a minute Matthew managed to get three strong punches in, one even resulting in blood flooding from the other guy's nose. To Gwen it had became way too much, usually she'd run from this sort of stuff, but she felt the need to stick it out. As for Gala though she was cheering the entire time like she was at a boxing ring.

The other Trainer toke Matthew's words as a time to pull himself together, wipe the blood to his shirt. He wasn't expecting such a fight from a guy thats willing to trains girls. A second after he's egged to bring it on he also begins to jump around a bit as if they were in a boxing ring. The punch to the nose was still leaving him in a fog but he wasn't giving up that easily, that'd be embarrassing. He brought up his hands as if ready to throw a punch, but instead pulled up his knee into Matthew's stomach before using his knuckles. All his intentions were to give as much pain as he received.