Better Now

[Beau LaRoux]

Beau jerked the shield down in time to block the attack, though he could feel it echoing all throughout him. He didn't see Eve's strategy, and couldn't help but wonder what she was planning. he tried to flick out with his club, wanting to catch her again. Maybe if he moved quick and tried for small, controlled hits or something. It was hard to do though, and Beau couldn't help but feel like she was probably gonna end up seeing it coming and disarm him or something.

"You're way too good at this," he hissed, figuring he might as well try and use his voice too. Hey, it was his greatest weapon, after all.

[Eve Turner]

As expected Beau saw the attack coming and blocked it, even though he did not seem to know about her plan. She already prepared for a second hit, going for his legs this time. However, he was faster and she barely managed to avoid his hit, the club grazing her shoulder.

She jumped backwards, a few steps away from him now, needing to get an overview about both of their positions right now. She had kinda lost track of what was going on by his attack, as she had guessed he would be busy enough ward off hers. Anyway, she couldn’t help but grin at his comment.
“I’ve been training with my brother a lot, I guess you could say I’m kinda used to it”, she replied and went for another attack, aiming for his legs again. This time however, she was prepared to dodge a possible attack and was more careful than before.

[Beau LaRoux]

Beau saw the hit, though he couldn't say he was overly pleased at scoring it on Eve. He couldn't help but feel like he should be apologizing, having to mentally remind himself that she was tough and could definitely handle it. Girls that volunteered for this sort of thing could certainly handle themselves easily enough. Eve was already moving backward too, getting out of his reach. Beau took a few steps back, wishing he could move a little faster.

Training with her brother? "Only trainin' I've really done is on the football field," Beau admitted, chuckling a little. He saw her coming again, aiming lower. Beau jerked his shield down, skittering backward, his feet scrambling for a few moments. He attempted to swing again, though the blow was poorly aimed, mostly to get her a little away from him. Beau couldn't quite shake the feeling like this wasn't gonna end well for him.

[Eve Turner]

Eve felt her arm slightly aching, as she jumped backwards, but the pain didn’t last long. After all, she was used to sparing and used to getting hit while doing it. Her brother was pretty good at this stuff after all, and of course he wouldn’t go easy on her, why should he? No one in the outside world would ever go easy on her and her brother knew very well Eve was capable of handling him not going easy on her anyway. Also, she considered herself though, so a little scratch surely wouldn’t stop her.

"Only trainin' I've really done is on the football field," Beau admitted, chuckling a little.
Eve gave him a surprised look, not letting down her guard though and not stopping her attack either.
“Well, seems like I have a slight advantage there”, she said, “Sorry”

[Beau LaRoux]

"Ain't no problem; that's why we're here," replied Beau. Despite his easy tone, however, he could see the pain coming. He kept jerking either shield or gauntlet up, parrying as best he could, but he gave ground with each and every swing. Eve knew what she was doing, and the obvious gap in their ability showed. Beau nearly laughed as he felt his legs finally give way at just the wrong minute, his body hitting the ground hard.

"Ah, dangit," he mumbled, hitting the ground. He very quickly held his hands up to the sides though. "I give, 'least for now. Gimme a bit to get up or somethin'," and yes, yes he knew darn well that if he ever had to actually fight anyone, they probably wouldn't let him up. That was the difference between training and the real thing. Besides, Beau doubted he'd be doing that much hand to hand fighting with anyone who wanted to attack, though he supposed he could be wrong about that.