ooc log because Smoker's crew is awesome

[justicereigns]

Who: Smoker, Azula, Rinali
What: Training sparring of Smoker vs. Rinali
Why: TEAMWORK :| Which isn't gonna happen. To assess Rinali's skills and so she doesn't get rusty. (changed/modified with Azula's permission, sorry for any and all confusion)
Where: Smoker's main deck (There can be watchers if you have a reason to be there)
Rating: Uh PG for fighting? I'll edit if it gets stronger.



Thick soled boots pounded the wood floor of the commodore's deck as Smoker paced back and forth. Whether this was a bad idea or not remained to be seen. He stretched, flexing large arms muscles and slightly worn shoulders. "Any day now," he growled to himself still waiting. His crew so far had displayed some atrocious team work in their last fight against pirates and while two at once wasn't much he had the vague hope it would work to get them to organize their fighting and team. The minute either refused the help of the other he'd pounce.

Comments

[justicereigns]

Flexible. She was a lot more flexible than him and it showed. Typical in a female vs. male fight but the extremities of it were showing. Smoker had a lot more strength but was also more rigid like an oak because of it while Rinali was thin and whippy like a weeping willow. Her offense was good, fast and fairly agile, so it was a good time to check her defenses.

In a quick step of his own, Smoker's heavy boots hit the deck hard with a loud thud and he aimed a kick square for Rinali's chest with enough room and time to pull back if he got too close to hurting her or falling forwards off balance.

[sanctus-memoria.livejournal.com]

Fighting without the use of her Innocence was definitely a set back. She was weighed down more and more by gravity, but despite the feeling of failure, she wouldn't give up just yet.

The loud thud broke her from her thoughts and when his boot came aimed at her chest, Rinali's defense took a turn from her offense. Despite not knowing the proper ways to dance, her defense looked more like one than anything. She slide her foot behind her and turned in a spin when his kicked sailed past her, barely nicking her arm that showed in a wince. An opening? She quickly gained her footing with her weight placed back on her right heel and sent her knee up behind his outstretched leg, aimed at the knee in hopes the two would connect.

[justicereigns]

The girl's high booted knee connected behind his own denim-clad one and Smoker bent the leg in preparation. He had to refrain from reflexively wrapping around her leg and using it yank her off balance as he would with pirates. The goal wasn't to capture her and there weren't any other smoke logia users in all the rest of the world. The White Hunter disliked the idea of allowing her legs behind his but little else he could do. He brought her leg down with his, kicking back hard like a mule to throw her off-balance long enough to spin on his heels and hold a knee up just slightly for protection.

[sanctus-memoria.livejournal.com]

And just like a dance, Rinali leaned in when he entangled her leg with his, her thigh resting to his. But when he kicked back she winced and bent fluidly back with her leg held tight against his. It was when he spun that she sailed back into the ledge that looked out over the ocean. He definitely had muscles on his side against her. She huffed in a deep breath and rubbed her temple with her bare arm, already working up a bit of a sweat. Another opening..she needed another opening.

[justicereigns]

Smoker could only stand using just his legs so much and his knee was aching slightly. He kept the knee bent so it hurt less but took his hands off his neck to light up a fresh batch of cigars, waiting again for Rinali to catch her breath or make the the next first move.

[sanctus-memoria.livejournal.com]

She pushed off of the rail and rubbed the back of her neck while she shook out her legs. So heavy...why did they always have to be so heavy with her Innocence. She hated it. "What more shall we do, sir?" She asked.

[justicereigns]

"How are you feeling?" the green-grey-haired man asked warily as he stretched his arms and flexed gloved fingers, on the ready, just in case. She hadn't once used punches or hands to fight and he wasn't sure if it was something similar to Black-Leg Sanji and his predecessor Red-Leg Zeff's fighting style or just that she was following his suit so far. If it was the latter he needed to switch to see if she continued following his lead on it.

[sanctus-memoria.livejournal.com]

"A little heavy. My Innocence feels like weights on my legs." She frowned and rubbed her head lightly and breathed in deep. "But I guess that's not much of an excuse."

[justicereigns]

Smoker stared evenly in reply, "It's better to train with weights. Strengthens muscles now for when you need them later." He gestured a thumb to his jitte. "Do you know what seastone does a devil fruit user, girl?" Without waiting for a reply he continued, "My jitte is tipped in it. Weighs me down. Drags me towards the ocean to drown. Better to build up resistance now than have it affect you by accident in battle. And then when you're fighting without it, you'll be even stronger."

[sanctus-memoria.livejournal.com]

Fighting without her Innocence...She nodded slowly and rolled her neck again. "I trust we're finished for now, sir?" She asked while her Innocence summoned around her legs. The fabric morphed and turned to a sort of armor around her knee with the wheels hovering and spinning by her ankles. Her thighs were now bare with just a strap of fabric like a garter holding on.

After it was activated, she stepped up on the air and stared over towards him. "I-If we are, I'd like to go for a fly."

[justicereigns]

Smoker nodded, waving his hand as he secretly turned his knee to smoke briefly healing it before turning to walk back inside to his office, just to get a book to bring out on deck, too nice a day to waste. "Dismissed recruit. Enjoy your flight." He'd seen her ability in action before and while it still took some getting used to, it wasn't the strangest thing on the Grand Line.