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Xanxus ([personal profile] booze) wrote2010-07-28 06:24 pm
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[For the first time in days, Xanxus had actually left his room and went up to the gym on Deck 3. Doing nothing for so long caused him to go a little... crazy, and he's feeling rather destructive today. However, he didn't want to go back to the brig so soon, nor did he want to suffer any other form of punishment, so he went to the gym to see if they had anything he could beat up. Fortunately, they do~

He grabbed all the practice dummies he could find and set them all up. Now, Xanxus is beating the shit out of every one of them, even going as far as to break them with his bare hands. They're pretty damn hard to break, though, but that only makes it more fun. It's proving to be a good way to pass time, and good exercise. Xanxus isn't the type to lift weights or run on a treadmill; that's too boring for him. This is the only way he can exercise.

Now if only there was someone on this boat who would be a decent sparring partner...]
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[personal profile] booze 2010-07-29 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
[For a moment, Xanxus was actually pretty close to hitting the floor, but then he fights back, pushing against Jak's chest with a startling amount of strength to try and get the complete opposite to happen.]

[identity profile] shadesofeco.livejournal.com 2010-07-29 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
Oof!

[Grunting as Xanxus shoves him instead, Jak stumbles back a step, then swings a leg up towards the other man's shoulder.]
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[personal profile] booze 2010-07-29 04:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[Xanxus instantly grabs Jak's ankle. If he is unable to free himself, then Jak will find himself being swung and thrown into the wall.]

[identity profile] shadesofeco.livejournal.com 2010-07-30 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Not a chance, and Jak hits the wall hard. He growls and drops to a crouch, his frustration clear on his face. He hasn't sparred nearly enough, he's been too focused on training alone. Now he's getting sloppy. He wouldn't stand a chance against Kor like this, hell he'd struggle just getting through a swarm of Stingers right now.

Getting back to his feet, his eyes narrow slightly as he weighs up the situation. But behind all that internal concern and self-berating, there's still something in his eye that says he enjoys the challenge.]
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[personal profile] booze 2010-07-30 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[Even though this was the first time Xanxus ever did any sort of training on the boat, he did kill someone not that long ago, and not to mention he was far newer to the boat than Jak was, so overall, he hadn't gone terribly long without fighting, so he still has most of his fighting edge. Of course, he still misses his guns and his liger...

This time, Xanxus waits for the other man to do something. After a brief moment, he decides to encourage Jak.]

Is that all?

[Even if Jak had no idea what the hell he just said, he should be able to tell by the tone that it's a taunt.]

[identity profile] shadesofeco.livejournal.com 2010-07-30 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[That tone is universal, and Jak scowls. It's not even close to all, but he's been too reliant on eco. He can do this without it.

Charging forward, Jak raises a fist in a feint, then ducks his shoulder down at the last minute to slam against Xanxus' ribs. If he's successful, he'll pull back an instant later and stomp the bottom of his boot right where his shoulder had been; not necessarily aiming for breaks, but definitely to wind him and knock him back a bit.

And if stuff gets broken? Ehhhhhhh that's how sparring goes. At least, in Jak's mind.]
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[personal profile] booze 2010-08-01 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
[Alright, Jak managed to fool Xanxus there. He stumbles backward a bit and takes a moment to catch his breath. When he does, he charges forward viciously to slam the other man, with his entire body weight, into... something. The wall, the floor, a weight set... Whatever Jak would hit first.]

[identity profile] shadesofeco.livejournal.com 2010-08-01 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Using Xanxus' own weight, Jak falls back and rolls to try and flip him over his head. Now this is getting more fun.]
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[personal profile] booze 2010-08-01 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Xanxus is flipped over. However, he quickly latches onto Jak and tries to do the same exact thing. And honestly, even he can't deny that he is actually enjoying this.]

[identity profile] shadesofeco.livejournal.com 2010-08-02 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
[The tug shifts Jak, but not enough to flip him. He scrabbles back to his feet and backs up a bit, giving Xanxus time to get up. If this weren't a friendly fight, he'd have taken advantage of it but, well. He can be charitable if sparring's involved.]
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Sorry for slowness. D:

[personal profile] booze 2010-08-04 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
[...Well, Xanxus honestly wasn't expecting the act of generosity, but he takes advantage of it and gets back on his feet.]

Not bad.

[Suddenly, he swings a leg at Jak's, mostly aiming to get him back on the ground.]

No worries, I'm half-hiatusing so~

[identity profile] shadesofeco.livejournal.com 2010-08-04 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
[Jak was half-expecting some kind of retaliation, and he springs over the sweeping leg in a spinning move that brings his fist around towards the side of Xanxus' head.]
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At least you have an excuse. I'm just a derp. xD

[personal profile] booze 2010-08-05 06:57 am (UTC)(link)
[Xanxus quickly grabs Jak's fist before it can collide with his head and tries to flip him over and slam him into the ground.]
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