Pick up the slack (Cameo)

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Get free. It's really the only thing that matters at this point. Any fight is over with when an opponent is in a tight grasp and unable to pull from it. Couple of more seconds and Strong will be bored and calling it to an end. As much as Vy would love for that announcement, she'd rather spar for an hour then end in this position. So her arm goes flying behind her, uncaring of where it lands as long as it leaves it's mark and opportunity. The back of her elbow meets with a sensitive spot of the eye. A lucky area to say the least. Because it's instinct to attend to, and a large strong arm is taken from pinning her down.

To just rid of her other hand from his grasp. It's the only thing in her way from making this a fair fight once again. The moment of pain in Matthew isn't enough though. His hand moving from comforting his soon to be black eye, just to ball up and imprint on the side of Vy's ribs. The need to escape is nothing on catching her breath. Leaving him with the perfect opportunity to maintain his upper hand. Before she even has a chance to collect herself, her face is being suffocated by the mud once again. Guess she's hit a nerve as it's finally stepped up to the level Officer Strong clearly wanted.

Luckily for Vy, Matthew's next move isn't as wise as the ones he's been dishing. The pin is loosened and practically taken away, as if he's feeling guilty or something. Either way she takes the opportunity fully as she emerges from the mud that's been inflicted upon her. Having no remorse in grabbing ahold of his neck to reverse the situation. It's her turn to be on top, and have him diving into the filth. The chokehold is replaced with a set of punches as she digs his face into the mud for payback. Maneuvering herself to take hold of the advantage. If it's going to end, this is how it's going to be. Hopefully they can set this aside when it's all over and done.

[Jack Lexington]

Vys a fighter, we call know that. She fights unfair if she has to and she does it hard so why on earth I slip off her, I'm not sure anymore. probably just to make sure she doesn't choke on the mud I pushed her face into.
I thought the punch in her side would have her gasping for air much longerbut she doesn't even take time but wraps her slender fingers around my throat and squeezes tight. Instinctively I jerk my head backwards but her fingers only tighten and follow my move and soon I'm the one gasping for air.
Underestimating her power has to be my biggest mistake today.
I find myself falling backwards into the mud . Just like I did before she pushes my head into the filth. Damn rain last night left the ground incredibly soft and I'm sure Strong picked this spot on purpose. The whole side of my face is caked with brown wet soil.

"Okay. It's enough. I've seen what I need to see." The peace keeper in her nice clean uniform calls out.
Needless to say that her words are lost on my a) due to mud in my ear and b) I'm too freaking pissed at Vy now, who follows her actions up with yet another set of punches. Damn!
Somehow I manage to evade one by digging m heels in the mud and sliding up but the second one connects with my shoulder and number three , that she probably aimed at my face before I moved, with my chest. Right in the middle.
Fucking hell. From one second to thr next I can't breathe and pain flairs up in my chest that's impossible to hide. I cringe and if I had the air I'd probably scream. This way it's reduced to a choked up groan.
Clutching my chest I roll way to the side but at the same moment kick my right heel at whatever I manage to hit... Be it her leg, stomach..whatever.
For a moment I'm going through the same feeling I had when Jins stabbed me and a wave of fear hits me. I gasp for air and manage to get some in.
A second later the fear is replaced by rage. I have no idea whether she meant to hit me in my one healing spot or whether it was by chance. All I know is that she made me go limp and could have finished me right there.
I'm not done despite Strongs scream.
My feet wrap around her, I twist onto my front making her fall and push myself onto mykneesnto curl my fingers round whatever fabric on her I can get a hold of.
Then I fill her in, one by one. My punches are weak but there and I won' stop until I see tears or she's creeping on the ground like me.

My shirt suddenly gets grabbed by somebody else making it slide up all the way to my shoulders until I can barely move my arms and when I try to wind out of that persons grasp I come face to face With peace keeper Strong who Is right in my face.
"I said STOP!"

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Did Officer Strong finally end it? Because it completely slips past Vy who's busy within her concentration of attack. This happens occasionally, but usually only in the underground fight-club; where the match isn't over until someone's nearly unconscious. Especially when it comes to losing the upper hand, something sort of snaps and she's no longer ever aware of whom she's against. It all turns into the desire to come out victorious, a need that's been instilled in her since she can remember. No matter what the cost, losing is never an option. And if anyone's made that clear it's Vy and he refusal to ever go down easily.

Knowing fully well that Matthew contains that same mindset, whether he has it on now or not, she can't just hope to pin him down. With the difference in disposition there's no telling how long it'll last before they switch once again, and most likely faster then she can predict. Plus keeping the chokehold isn't an option for her. There's still the reminder that she's against the roommate she's made peace with, even if it's in the very back of her mind. So the dangerous grasp is replaced with furious knuckles with hopes that'll maintain it in her favor. Of course nothing goes completely as planned though.

Instead of fists connecting with the sides of a face, or another eye, a pair meets with a shoulder. While the other goes flying into the very mud that already coats them both. What's a set of punches without another round though? At this point it no longer even matters as long as they land on a body part with some force. The last one she's able to get in harshly goes straight to the center of his chest. Wasn't really meaning to do that, but hopefully it's the last straw. By the pain he's illustrating it probably is. Leaving Vy to pounce off of her victim, to catch her own breath over to the side. With all the dirt smudged on her already, she could careless about relaxing in it further. All that matters is the fact that it's over with...or not.

The back of a foot carves into Vy's stomach to knock the wind right out of her, and for Matthew to announce that it's not over yet. And just like that it's as if he hasn't been effect at all as he tackles her once again. Predicting it ended and dealing with more gasps for air, she hardly has a chance to react to his sudden change of heart. In seconds he's taken the lead and by the looks of it he full intends on keeping it. Pulling Vy's collar up to really deliver the hits. With the lack of preparation, all she's able to do is attempt to release his grasp so she can get away. Rage must be motivating him as it's brought to an entirely new level, like this is more then a spar. Before she's even able to fight back properly, her opponent's yanked to his feet. Guess Strong's called it off.

"But it was just getting good." Vy huffs out a joke, wiping a small strain of blood that's fallen from her nose. Honestly, she's probably happy they've been dragged apart. Any further and a new rift might of started, if it hasn't already. The last thing she wanted to result from this, and still something she'll continue to try to prevent. After all it's only a spar.

[Jack Lexington]

As I come face to face with pk Strong, who is st least a head shorter than me, I have to hold back in order not to take a swing at her. I'm fuming to say the least because Vy hit me in the chest. It's an aweful feeling fuelled by fear of damaging what hasn't even healed yet.
I stand there still aching with each breath and trembling hands that are the only thing that reveal how I feel deep down. Desperate, more than ever because I let Jins do what he did to me, to Kyanite and to Gala. It has absolutely nothing to do with Vy but the fight and her punch are just too similar to what happened that day to remain calm smd collected, which I'm never able to do anyway.

plus I'm aching pretty badly. Pain's radiating from my chest to my shoulders and abdomen so I yank myself free from the womans grasp, brush my hand over my dirty shirt to put it back over m stomach but huff at her.

Then I hear Vy complain that it was just getting good. That's what she calls good? two room mates strangling and beatimg each other.
Hunched over with my hands on my knees I wait for my hands to stopmshaking and the aweful stinging in my chest to subside. the last thing I want is to have to stop the program so close to the end. I'm not ready to give up. But maybe vY managed to do it for me if this doesn't subside fast. I make a face rubbing my chest.

"You stupid bitch." Right at that moment I mean every word I said. I hate her and wish this was a real fight so I could knock her out. Right now I would with one big swing of my fist right on her temple.

"Shut up, Dunham." It's Strongs commanding tone that brings me back to the actualy focus of this exercise.
"Don't talk to your team mate like this." her face let's me know how serious she is.

The peace keeper walks on over to vY and gives her thr once over. "everything okay? You fought well. GOod job. I like how you made use of his weak point. IT's what we're looking for here. Full points for you. JUst save the trash talk and nude exercises for the weekened."

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

It's truly a good thing that the fight has been finalized, and the two are forced apart. There's no telling how far they would of taken it if not stopped. With the unexpected motivation, obviously no where pleasant. Already the damage done is more then what was asked for, or maybe that's exactly how far Officer Strong wanted them to get. Could of been her secret goal this entire time, to prevent any friendships or close encounters like she caught Vy in just yesterday. And by the looks of Matthew's face, it did just that. Being paired against someone she's actually friends with is clearly a bad idea, but it was something she couldn't learn until now. Hopefully it's just not too late.

The expression on Matthew says it all, but just to make sure Vy really knows an insults added on. Was it over her joke about it ending? Because by know he should know of her sarcasm. Having to catch her breath between words should make that obvious. Like she was really enjoying getting a beat down at the last second. She's unable to resist a grin as Officer Strong speaks out before she has a chance to. It's not every day she has someone standing up for her. If only the Jerk didn't embarrass the hell out of her just the day before, she may of actually of gained respect for this certain Higher Rank. Gonna take a lot more then telling Matthew to shut it to make her forget about that though.

"Just a few scratches." Vy gives a large understatement, but she'd always claim to be perfectly fine. To have Strong asking her how she's doing is a complete surprise in it's self, and nothing she's going to reply weakly towards. As if she ever would in the first place though. But now's the time to be on her top game with the improvement she happened to of made with this spar. Nothing to be expected as it ended with Matthew having the upper hand, apparently she's finally proved her worth nonetheless. "Yes, Ma'am." She agrees with a slight chuckle due to the comment of saving her non-peacekeeper activities for home. Is Officer Strong up for some weekend tutoring?

With full hopes a grudge isn't created from all of this Vy brings her attention over to Matthew, once dismissed by Strong of course. "Good game." She comments with a heavy sigh from everything that happened. Both gave equally as much, and left plenty of marks on the other. So it was a fair one, right? Cause if not Vy will never understand their even system. She only knows how to go by an eye for an eye. A hand is extended to him, as if to gesture for a truths. With the tight nit group they've formed, it can't break over orders they had no control over. Even if they both brought it a little too far.


((OOC: Wasn't sure if Matthew was still sitting, so if he is I'll edit the last sentence to extending her hand to help him up))

[Jack Lexington]

My mind's not in a good place right now, nor is my body. It was too early to get into a fight and I know it. Plus I'm really upset with Vy and Strong right now. Both women can kiss my ass.
Strong apparently got what she wanted and is praising my room mate for making use of my weakness. The fact that I have a weakness bothers me to no end, almost more than the way the center of my chest feels right now. I'm more vulnerable than ever before. I truly hate that.
Strong tells Vy about getting full points but right now I couldn't care less about points.
Vy claims she's only got a few scratches, which is clearly bullshit. Her ribs must be hurting badly.

The blonde even extends her hand to me claiming that we had a good game. Is she really serious? My eyes dart up to find hers to glare at her.
Instead of taking her oh so graciously extended hand I tell her to "Fuck off." And straighten up to brush past her.

"Hang on. You don't know your points yet." Our trainer calls after me.
All I've got to say right now is. "I don't give a damn."

"What are you? A team player or a little pouting boy?" Her words make me stop dead in my tracks. I can't believe she just said that. Wasn't she the one who had us work against each other? Rather than allowing us to be the team mates we had become over the past weeks?
Slowly I turn around to face her and Vy. "You just made me punch my 'team mate'!"

The woman raises her hand and nods. "All part of the training."
I just shake my head at her in disbelieve. Briefly I cast a glance at Vy who's covered in mud and even though she tries to look very tough I can see she's hurting, too. As upset as I am with her right now I do feel a little bad about actually hurting her. Right now I'm in no mood to let her know though.
I'm too tangled up in my worries that she might have done some damage again because the pain keeps pulsating just under my pecks where the dagger had entered my chest. Strong even praised he r for it. Two freaking stupid women, that's all they are.

"You two are just great!" Avoiding any stronger terminology that might be on my mind at this moment I turn my back on them and walk away before I do anything I will regret later.


PK Strong stands there baffled and slightly annoyed but let's me go. Then she turns to VY. "I'm not sure what to make of him. So far he's shown us great fighting and tactical skills, high score in the rules test but a lot of our instructors are worried that he won't function well as a peace keeper."
She gives her a mesningful look as if the young blonde could give her the answer about that.

Then she nods at her. "What about you? Why do you want to be a keeper? You've got a child. It's a risky job where you don't see her a lot."

...
It takes me a while of walking it off before I come to the conclusion that I'll probably be okay and it's not Vys fault. I'd like to believe she didn't aim for my center on purpose. After all she's my 'friend', right?
Sitting down on the ground in the sun I put my head in my hands to relax a little and let the dirt on my clothes dry a bit before I go and take a shower, which is more than necessary.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Something has hit a nerve within Matthew. And that giddy feeling of earning points is quickly taken from Vy. Surprisingly she'd actually rather lose points then risk one of the friendships she's only just managed to form. It's rare for her to get along with someone, and even more unlikely for her to actually form a relationship aside from enemies. So far Matthew's the only one that can take her sarcasm and be just as rough around the edges. Except for now, as something's clearly gone wrong though she's unsure what exactly. Because he spits back a fuck off to her offering, and doesn't even want to know of the points he's earned from all of this. Attempting to storm off before Strong's words has him stopping in his tracks.

If Vy's learned nothing else it's to not talk back to an Officer. Even when they're faced with the slightest hint of disrespect they dish out an over the top punishment. So as much as she wants to snap back at Strong relating her roommate to a pouting youngster, she keeps her lips sealed and locked. She already has a grave of her own that she's slowly not digging anymore. Most likely so does Matthew, though he's ballsy enough to protest. Apparently it's all part of the program though, as the Superior waves it off like that. Just punched the crap out of each other, no big deal. Obviously Matthew's had enough with it all as he finally takes off, not allowing for anything else to pause him from his path. Not wanting to mess anything up, Vy simply to stays quiet.

Small details about Matthew's progress here is given as if Strong is searching for Intel herself. Questioning Vy's opinion on the whole thing. Maybe not the smartest idea to ask the one that just got the shit kicked out of her from that very guy. Except for the fact that she's actually not mad at him. Nothing of the sorts as she's hoping this'll all blow over. "He'd make a better keeper then most of us here. Just young and hormonal. Give him a couple of years." She advices before the conversations turned over to herself, and her reasoning for being here as well.

Apparently even Strong knows about the little one at home. Of course Vy knew it was on her file, but she didn't think any Higher Ranks would bother knowing that with all the cadets here. "I was raised to fight, not be a mother. It's all I know how to do."

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Once left to herself, feeling the outcome of their fight is unavoidable. The ache and filth burdens Vy to no end. Knowing warm water will sooth her throbbing bones, it's more then just a desire to get clean. Though that holds a great part as well. Even if she's not the common female, she doesn't like to be dirty...for long. The girl's bathroom becomes her next location. Making nice again with Matthew can occur later. With a towel around her shoulders, and a change of clothes and soap, she heads for the area she purposely avoids. Passing the empty male's showers on her way. Of course the chicks have to have a line though. Even though there's less of them in this academy, there's always a damn line.

"What the hell happened to you?" A chick breaks off from the group ahead of Vy. All of their eyes quickly going to the one coated in mud.

"A spar?" Vy questions with disbelieve on why they're even asking.

"In the mud?" What's with all the damn questioning tones. Though her voice, and their laughters that follow, are much more obnoxious. "How pathetic." The true pathetic part is the fact they're so surprised. If they're planning on being peacekeepers fighting and getting down and dirty is all part of that. They'll figure that out soon enough though. For now Vy has no interest in participating in their stupidity. With no desire of putting up with them, she ditches her spot in line and strolls off. "And you're not even going to take a shower? How hygienic." She teases the blonde that's walking away.

"Anyone in here?" Vy calls out as she sticks her head in the door of the guy's shower. Nothing but an echo greets her. No line, and no rude chicks, perfect. Predicting Matthew already finished with his shower, she slips through. Hurrying to get undressed and under the water to clean before the bell rings for the end of classes. Last thing she wants is to get caught in here, but she should have a little time. Though the hot pressure against her aching bones slows down that process.

[Jack Lexington]

It takes me a good 30 minutes to calm down and sit behind the main buildings to make sure the punch only hurt but cause no damage again. For a while I fear that it did and that Inreally have to end the program before I manage to get enough points to pass.
After some time I'm pretty sure that I only got bruised and scared. Gingerly I touch the warm spot around my eye. It's not the first time I caught a fist with my face so I. Know what it will look like in about two days. IT's okay though as long as it doesn't come from a pub brawl.

I get up from my spot to get cleaned up and maybe be a little nicer to my roomie again. That is if she's not too pissed off after I called her a bitch and whatever else I said to her in the heat of the moment.

Upstairs I drop my dirty clothing in the middle of the small ensuite bathroom with the plan to pick it up later nd wrap one of the towels around my waist. For s moment I inspect the scar that's almost in the center of my chest, just a little off to the right. I got lucky...if it would have been further left I'd be screwed. It's red and ugly but otherwise okay.

So I quickly dash down the hallway to the guys bathroom where so,e other dude is already taking a shower. my towel's on one of the hooks in no time since I can't wait to the get crust of mud out of my hair and ear.
In the steam of the four shower bathroom I can't see who it is espedially since I'm busy letting the cold water run away and stepping under the warm water.
BOth palms on the wall I let it soak my head as soon as it is warm enough. It's sookthing, espeially after s fight and helps me relax my tense back.
I let out a pleasurable groan beforr I run my hand over my face to get rid of the mud, that's running into the drain in dirty streaks of brown.

Then I. Take the soap ...and freeze. Opposite of me stands no man but a very female outline, full blown womn, no doubt about that.
At first I gasp and want to ask her what the fuck she's doing in the mens shower but then I start laughing.

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[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

The last thing that Vy ever wants is to get caught in the nude while taking a shower in the boy's locker room. There's been plenty of indecency with yesterday's incident. Enough to have her taking showers during the dead shifts for the remainder of her time here. Well starting tomorrow since she's not going to wait that long while dripping with mud. Actually using the guy's place is becoming more appealing by the second. With absolutely no wandering, or judgmental comments. Only nothingness and silence consuming the tiled room. Probably the first minute of peace she's been granted in this place. Still she urgently slips off her clothes to soak underneath the warmth while she has the chance.

Being completely overtaken by the relaxation, Vy's doesn't catch the sound of an intruder in the least. It's not loud, like a group of buddies strolling in, nothing to pull her attention. Just the slightest commotion that she's already used to. The reason why chicks take so long to get ready is because they're always talking up a storm in the bathroom. So someone entering doesn't bother her as she completely forgets about the fact she's in a room dedicated to the opposite gender. What she doesn't know isn't phasing her though. All that matters is the water that's pounding down on back to rinse away all of the dirt and confusion.

Laughter roars from behind her and all Vy's capable of doing is narrowing her eyes. How could she of not possibly noticed someone entering? Was her mind wandering that high in the clouds? Well now she's certainly back down to earth, and in the guy's showers nonetheless. Immediately her arms cross over her chest as she only turns her head to search for who it is. And out of all people it has to be Matthew, the one she only just finished fighting. In his birthday suit as well to add to it all.

Quickly her focus snaps back in front of her. Great, just great. "What the hell are you doing in here?" Vy's voice is quite stern though the question should actually be reversed. He's in the correct bathroom. "Don't you ever check before showering?" A more reasonable question comes forth as she lets the water run through her hair to remove the remaining soap. "Scat, I was here first." Suddenly she has no interest in sharing shower time with anyone else, but also too stubborn to just leave.

[Jack Lexington]

I can only laugh at the fact that Vy is here in the mens shower with me, which startles her to cover her boobs with her arms. It's an embarassing moment but because she's in the wring place and completely naked I feel like i own the situation, even if I'm in the nude as well.

It doesn't take long for Vy to regain her composure and ask me what tHe hell I 'm doing here.
"Taking a shower where I'm supposed to ." I stress the last bit.
"and you?" An amused grin is still lingering on my lips as I don' make the slightest efforst to cover myslef up.
Instead I take the soap and rub some on my arms.
"No I don't check whether other GUYS are showering, why would I?" I don't even mke an effort to avert my gaze.

Vy instantly claims that she's not going to leave, neither am I.
"Well, it looks like you're balsy enough to shower here anyways." It's joke about her sttitude. Had it been any other girl I would have turned away but Vy has to handle this treatment if she insists on staying.

"You missed some dirt on your ribs....how are they, by the way."
I finally turn around to use the shampoo and get rid of all the soil on my head.

This mishap lightens my mood enough not to ask where she was aiming her last punches. INstead I try to rub in her loss s little more. THat she got 5 points doesn't sit too well with me.

OUtside footsteps csn be heard reminding me that Vys intrusion could get me in trouble as well.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

A sort of growl escapes Vy as Matthew announces the obvious, that he's exactly where he belongs. She's the one out of place, and in the wrong, even if she was here first. The truly confusing part is the fact that he's amused by all of this. For some reason a nude female's more vulnerable then a male, and they're both fully aware of that. As if that's going to have her acting any different though. How odd that simple articles of clothing can create confidence where there is none with the lack of it. Can't really fight in the nude though, and that's probably it. "Taking a shower to." She answers, unable to truthfully say she's where she's suppose to be. Doesn't seem to really matter anymore.

On to a more reasonable question, which Matthew has just as much of a logical answer for. There's absolutely no point in checking the showers when in the right facility. Probably shouldn't since it might give the wrong idea. "Figured you were the type." Vy actually slips out a joke in a situation like this. After all he's constantly teasing her about liking girls, only feels right to give it in return..maybe not while they're both in this circumstance though. Determined to not give up her shower she still doesn't budge.

Instead of leaving at her request, Matthew declares he's sticking around. Saying that she's ballsy enough to stay anyways. Like this day couldn't get any better. Wanting to stick to her ground she doesn't give in though. If he's not leaving, nor is she. Just to extend the sarcasm he mentions a spot on the back that she missed, following with a question on how her rib's are doing as well. Unlike her, he's fully aware of the locations his knuckles preached upon. "Great." Vy lies, just to reach to scrub her back and wince in pain. "Stop staring." She snaps since his eyes are obviously wandering.

This situation couldn't get any more awkward. Yet for some reason Vy still refuses to leave until done with her shower. Might as well make the best of it. And since he's so kind to ask how she's doing, she might as well return the same...just as she did with those attacks. "And how are your forming bruises?" She questions with a subtle laugh.

[Jack Lexington]

Here in the shower, just like out on the mud field, I. Have the upper hand. While Vy is embarassed about being naked, I'm not. i'm confident and have nothing to hide. It's always been this way. I've never had a problem running around in my birthsuit as many of my high school friends can attest to.
vy on the other hand looks clearly uncomfortable but she does crack a joke about me looking at other guys in the shower. it seems to be an ongoing topic between me and her and T yren even though they know I'm with Kyanite, who obviosuly isn't a guy.

the blonde doesn't move, nor does she stop her shower so I lesve her be.
She claims her ribs are fine but I know she's full of it because I filled her in good. If that didn't hurt she's made of steel.

I lather up with soap when she asks about my bruises. I give her a half frown , half smile and give back.
"Just fine and dandy." I look down at the red outline that her kncukles left around the scar on my chest. "That one wasn't cool. If you do that again I'll crush you."
Now it's out and I din't expect an apology. we all know Vy csn be brutla...so can I.

I'm sure she can already see the red forming around my eye if she takes a look.
Vy warns me not to stare at her so I grin. "why not, you got something to hide?" I tease her.
Vy's pretty and in good shape. i guess underneath all that butch attitude there is a girl hidden somehwere.

I turn my back on her tomwash my hair and stop the conversation for a while. despite her presence I take my time to soak in the shower and relax before turning it off. I wait for the water to stop dripping from my nose and chin, then grab my towel and rub myself dry. With the rough white fabric slung around my hips I finally walk over to her and give her a serious look.
"I'd much rather be teamed up with you at some stage than fighting against you." It's my awkward way of telling her I'm good with her and that she fought well.

Then I turn around to leave with her in townbut as soon as I open the door I come facebtonface with our instructor.
"Shit." escapes me.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Sort of comical how similar the two are even with their constant fighting, physically and verbally. Guess opposites really do attract, leaving the ones that are alike to oppose against each other. It's bluntly clear the two share more traits then they'd like. Neither budging from their time to rinse off, and falsely declaring how great they're feeling. Anything to not seem weak, though they're both fully aware of the lies. The hint of sarcasm joining in with both of their answers only enhancing the fact. Both delivered too hard of attacks, luckily it seems like no rifts have been started because of it though. Only a warning that one will be created if Vy crosses the line again.

Instinctively her eyes go over to figure out what he's talking about, purposely not venturing lowering then the bare chest. She's seen plenty of guy's down there and doesn't need to witness another. Even from this distances she can see the irritated spot she must of punched at some point during the spar. Not too far away the faintest mark of a scar remains as well. Guess that's what Strong meant by weak spot. The whole ordeal with Jins and the effects he's left behind had completely slipped Vy's mind as she's been preoccupied with this damn activity. From now on, avoid smashing her fists into Matthew's chest. That much she should be able to manage.

Her head turns back to the running water with no interest of staring too long. "I wasn't planning my hits." Vy explains, remaining turned away as she has been this entire time. "My bad." Is her form of an apology, along with agreement since she'd rather not get crushed anyways. And the anger Matthew had earlier seems to flow down the drain with the rest of the muck.

"Yeah, my huge dick." Vy sarcastically remarks to why he shouldn't be staring. Maybe the fact that they're both butt naked? "Because it's rude!" She answers more seriously though her tone's completely humorous. Least things aren't hostile anymore. If only she didn't need her towel to cover herself up with, she'd throw it at him right now.

Guess with their backs turned towards each other, and being located at opposite sides of the stalls, they can share shower time. Long as he quits with the staring, and with one quick glance he has. Busy with soaking his own sore bones. The place goes silent for a little, with only the sounds of water splashing against the tiled floor. Faucets turn off and towels are wrapped around areas that shouldn't be public. Out of habit Vy goes to brush her teeth before changing and leaving. Unexpectedly a real truths joins her at the sinks. A deal to be on the same team from now on instead of opponents. After today that's a compromise Vy can't refuse, though she can use it as a joke like everything else.

"It might even be more fun to kick someone els'e ass together then each other's." Vy smirks with the toothbrush in her mouth and all. This spar has gone from making them enemies, to actually making them allies. Who would of thought. With that out of the way Matthew goes to leave, though something stops him and has him cursing. Probably forgot something. "What?" Vy automatically questions, unsure of what's going on.

[Jack Lexington]

the fact that a cadet would step out of the shower clad in only a towel is nothing special to PK Strong. That he comment 'shit' is however. It's disrespectful so her brow shoots up and she gives me a look.
"maybe you should try a more respectful approach, Cadet D unham."
She automatically assumes that my behavior is caused by the spar an hour ago so she explains to me.
" You are behind on points due to your two week absence. So we're trying to give you a chance to catch up on ypour points. Some people in your class already got their badge. I figured sparring with your room mate would be better than any other cadet."

Each second I grow more nervous that That exact room mate migh step out of the shower behind me giving her a completely wrong impression.
"You've done well in the spar...almost 5 points which I would have been willing to give you if you hadn't pouted like a small boy and dashed off afterwards. That's unprofessional."
her words make me cringe. The whole idea of fighting your friend is unprofessional to me. So I try to defend myself.
"Forgive me for getting a little worked up when she hit me in my 'weak' spot....isn't that what you said?"
My eyes narrow at her but she warns me. "Tone down the attitude , cadet..it's what..."

that's when we hear V ys voice frommthe mens shower and withing the blink of an eye Strong is in there. I can only roll my eyes thinking that Vy might just have shovelled our graves.

inside in a cloud of steam our superior gasps at Vy. "You have some nerve. ...How many guys are you hooking up with here?"
The woman is almost speechless after this. apparently her impression that we were pissed at each other was wrong.
"here Inwas thinking you've learned your lesson."

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Oddly enough things have turned again, and actually in the better this time. Just when Vy was certain she went back to square one with being an enemy to Matthew, he's actually cracking jokes and sarcasm like usual. The truly unexpected occurs though as he declares they make better teammates then opponents. Vy couldn't of said so better herself, and of course agrees. To think it used to be enemies that formed all of her relationships with anyone. And now she's managed to be apart of a small group she's capable of getting along with. The important part being that she didn't sever this with today's fight.

All previous emotions seem to disappear from this change of heart; yesterday's humiliating incident, the unnecessary spar that almost caused a bigger rift then before, the pointless feeling of being here. Guess it's true what they say about not being able to miss anything until you've had it. Because now that Vy's experienced what it's like to have a select few not hate her, she'd rather keep it that way. As for everyone else, she could careless. Knowing things will stay as before has her much happier. No more going back to sleeping with one eye open, or obnoxious arguments consuming their dorm. Only jokes and sarcasm. This realization has her completely distracted from being on guard, something that's needed constantly within the academy.

Out of all people Strong comes charging through the bathroom. Even a group of butt naked guys would of been more preferred then that particular Officer. Then again most females wouldn't mind a herd of undressed males. But for Strong to enter, already Vy's preparing for the worst at the first sight of the Brunette. Of course she'd assume that the two cadets in towels had just finished doing the funny business. And now Vy must really seem like a slut despite the fact she actually didn't sleep with either.

The first spat of angered words question exactly the number of cadets the Blonde's been with here, and she's unsure if she should take it rhetorically or not. "None, ma'am." She answers anyway. After all there's only so many times she can bite her lip. "I keep getting interrupted." Least she's being honest, though her filter towards Higher Ranks seems to of been misplaced. In the long run she did learn her lesson though. Was just never told she wasn't allowed to shower in the men's room, even if it is a given. "I was only taking a shower, ma'am." She assures, not wanting to get into trouble yet again. "Cadet Dunham's not my type." Just to make things more clear she has to add that in as well.