AWD #073: Hands-on Conversation
Hands-on Conversation
Summary: Maia is looking for a few fights. People beat others and get beaten. Everyone probably needs it.
Date: 20/03/2013 (OOC Date)
Related Logs: Follows Sort Out Your Crap
Maia Luc Kingsbury Jason Agrippa Augie 
Fitness Center
Smelling of sweat and grease, the Fitness Center is a place where individuals can come to work out or just work off stress. The area closest to the entrance is taken up by two very large sparring pads with a pathway down the center, each pad removable to reveal a Pyramid court beneath. The walls beside the pads hold lockers for everything from pugilist sticks to boxing gloves to rubber guns, though deadly weapons are strictly prohibited in here except by authorized personnel such as on-duty Military Police. Standing goalposts for Pyramid are also kept against the wall. Past the pads are a vast number of nautilus machines as well as free weights to lift. At the back of the room are workout bikes, rowing machines, treadmills, and stairclimbers. There is an entrance to the pool at the rear as well as a locker room to the side.
AWD #73

After leaving the Chapel, Maia had gone immediately to change into her sweats, put on the gear and head to the mats, hoping for a challenger, once there, it's disappointingly empty so she just warms up in the center of the mat, waiting.

Kingsbury steps into the Fitness Center and looks around, debating where to start. He's got a towel over his shoulder and he's frowning a little.

With Maia standing on the mat Luc is soon to arrive as well. He does seem more suited for swimming though. Wearing the swim trunks and a towel. Looking around a bit before stepping towards Maia. "Royal. Fold." The mood might be a bit dim coming from the usually talkative pilot.

There's a bit of a whistling as Jason steps into the practice area, some kind of jazz tune, like the usual ones coming from the former actor. Looking around for a few moments as he sees the others present, heading over in their direction, still whistling for now.

As soon as Luc walks in, Maia's gaze seems to zero in on him. Hearing him greeting the other, she looks over seeing Kingsbury. "Hey Royal." But then she looks back at Luc. "Fold? Are you serious, Raynor?" Calling Luc by his last name. Then Jason enters and she nods to him too, "Superstar." Again, her gaze is drawn back to Luc. "Spar me." It's not a request, it's not an order.

Kingsbury nods to everyone. "Centerfold, Crater, Stand-Up." He offers a little smile, but noticing that Luc and Maia are ready to spar, he chooses a treadmill nearby where he can walk and watch.

Luc shrugs to Maia, "It's faster to say than Centerfold. Just Center then?" He asks and seems rather neutral to it all. Not seeming to care much. Though he takes a deep breath and soon seem like himself. "Spar you? No dinner first?" He asks and moves up to agree to it. Turning and nodding to Jason. "Stand-up." Kingsbury getting another glance as well. Though as he opts to stay out of it he will focus on Maia. Getting the gear on and the towel tossed aside. Deciding to spar in only the swim trunks.

Jason stops his whistling as he nods to the others. "Hey, guys," he remarks, looking between Maia and Luc now, studying the two of them for a moment. Keeping quiet for now, it would seem.

Maia returns the smile to Kingsbury, though looks back to Luc. "Just call me Kane. Quicker right? Quite a nice last name it is." She knows she's being an unreasonable bitch but she can't help it. She's got anger issues at the moment. Ignoring the dinner first question, she waits for him to get ready and to the mat. As soon as he's there and in position, she'll take the first shot, aiming a foot towards his midsection.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Maia=Melee Vs Luc=Melee
< Maia: Good Success Luc: Good Success
< Net Result: DRAW

Kingsbury blinks at Maia, starting up the treadmill and beginning to walk. "What's wrong, Centerfold?"

Luc frowns, "Perhaps that was a sign." He offers about her last name. That she never changed it. Being just as reasonable currently. Moving to slide along her leg and trying to get a palm to her chest to throw her down to the mat. The others ignored as the spar starts. Clearly some issue between them

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Luc=melee Vs Maia=melee
< Luc: Great Success Maia: Good Success
< Net Result: Luc wins - Marginal Victory

"Ah, arriving here for a bit of light entertainment, I see," Jason remarks. Yes, there is a reason for his callsign. Looking over at Kingsbury, he shrugs, sensing the mood. "Looks like they need a little hands-on discussion," he comments. Turning to watching the spar now.

"A sign I didn't want your last name, yeah." But has to eat her words when he pushes her back and Maia is unable to counter and lands on her back only to roll neatly aside and stand again. "You couldn't allow things to go as planned could you?" Running towards him to tackle him now.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Maia=Melee Vs Luc=Melee
< Maia: Good Success Luc: Failure
< Net Result: Maia wins - Solid Victory

Kingsbury walks, silently watching the spar. He glances to Stand-Up and just… nods, once, in agreement.

Luc get caught off guard as he does not get in position in time and falls to his back at the tackle. Trying to roll backwards to kick her off of him and over his own head. "I asked because you are hiding something. It will go as it should next week so stop complaining." Giving on a show for the others without really knowing it.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Luc=melee Vs Maia=melee
< Luc: Success Maia: Good Success
< Net Result: Maia wins - Marginal Victory

Jason frowns a bit as he listens, watching the two combatant rather carefully now, there's no comment or anything coming from him at the moment.

Intent on her husband, who should be happily celebrating about now that he is no longer married to her, Maia manages to avoid him tossing her over his head and remains where she is, moving to put her knees on his shoulders and to pin him and get him to tap. "Hiding something?" The question thrown back out there at him. "What makes you think I have anything to hide?"

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Maia=Melee Vs Luc=Melee
< Maia: Good Success Luc: Failure
< Net Result: Maia wins - Solid Victory

Kingsbury glances to Jason again, but then watches the spar. He steps off the treadmill and walks over to Stand-Up. You know, private words being aired in public require an audience.

Getting pinned Luc is looking straight up at her. "Well as I said. It was the first time. Then you didn't even answer." He tells her before trying to twist. To attempt in twisting her leg to get her to tap.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Luc=melee Vs Maia=melee
< Luc: Success Maia: Great Success
< Net Result: Maia wins - Crushing Victory

Jason offers a bit of a nod to Kingsbury, before he looks back to the two on the mat, rather carefully. Frowning a bit as he listens now, it would seem.

Maia keeps her position, knees on his bare shoulders, looking down into that face. She knows she's got him pinned, that she's won the spar, but she watches him for a long moment, not even going for the tap after all. She stands up and walks to the edge of the mat, her back to him before she looks over at the other two and offers an apologetic smile. "Sorry fellas. Anyone else want a spar?"

Kingsbury shakes his head, crossing his arms and watching.

Luc takes note of her not answering yet again. Nodding to the others. "Your turn. Have fun." He tells them with a small grin. Gathering his towel before he starts towards the pool. After getting rid of the gear of course. Tilting his head as he watches them all before actually entering the pool area.

"It's okay. Some things are needed every now and then." Jason offers, before he shrugs a little bit. "Actually, a spar sounds rather good now," he remarks, moving to get hold of some of that gear. "I'll even promise not to fall over drunk," he remarks, before he looks to Luc. "Take care," he offers, a bit lightly now.

Relieved to have another sparring partner, Maia offers a smile to her fellow Raptor pilot and a light laugh at his words regarding not falling over drunk. "It's a good, good thing what you did last night with Dolly, Superstar. Glad your bird was the only thing hurt up there." Maia waits for him to get his gear and looks back over where Luc is. Since he hadn't directly addressed her this time, she says nothing more, just watching him.

Kingsbury waves to Luc, then turns to go. "Sorry, guys. I think I need to jet. Catch you later?" And he's heading for the door.

Luc watches Maia as she turns towards him but he sighs. "If you ever feel brave enough to tell me, find me." He tells Maia before raising a brow at the leaving Kingsbury. Then to Jason, "Take care. And indeed. Nice job. Both of you." They did respond quickly to his orders after all. He then disappears into the pool area

Getting the gear in place, Jason shrugs a little at Maia's words. "Only doing my job," he offers, before he adds, "You guys did a good job picking up Storm as well." Getting the gear in place now, he glances to Luc, then back to Maia again. "Ready whenever you are," he offers, letting her get the first attack now. Kingsbury's departure is noted as well, before he focuses fully on the other Raptor pilot now.

"I don't know what you want from me, Raynor." Hearing the next words, Maia gives him a quick nod of acknowledgement. "All I did was pilot a Raptor. Nothing too hard there." It's all she ever does. Looking back at Jason she smiles. "Just doing my job." Echoing his own words against him. Once he's up and ready, she'll go for a quick right hook, but aimed at his upper arm.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Maia=Melee Vs Jason=Melee
< Maia: Success Jason: Success
< Net Result: DRAW

"Come meet me and explain what happened two days ago, at the head." He tells her. Then he is off. Though it is possible that he does listen to the sparring from the pool area, or near the entry to the pool.

Just glancing between the others for a few moments, Jason shrugs a little before he sees the incoming punch for his upper arm. Moving backwards, he doesn't avoid getting hit, but softens it quite a bit, before he moves forward, aiming for a sweeping kick attempting to get her to fall down now.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Jason=Melee Vs Maia=Melee
< Jason: Success Maia: Success
< Net Result: DRAW

When she makes contact, but manages to avoid a hard hit on him, Maia frowns lightly and almost misses the incoming sweeping kick. Almost missing it being the key there as he makes contact with her legs but she stays upright. With a wide grin, she moves her glove back and forth in the no no no sign before opting for a spin kick now against his mid-section, trying to get him down.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Maia=Melee Vs Jason=Melee
< Maia: Amazing Success Jason: Good Success
< Net Result: Maia wins - Solid Victory

A brief shake of his head at the no no no sign, Jason is a bit unprepared for that spin kick. Getting the wind kicked out of him, he takes some moments to get himself back in order, crouching for a bit. "Nice… kick…" he remarks, wincing a few times, before he gets his air back fully. Moving forward again, he fakes a left hook to her shoulder, before he aims a quick jab towards her gut with the right hand instead.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Jason=Melee Vs Maia=Melee
< Jason: Failure Maia: Good Success
< Net Result: Maia wins - Solid Victory

When she connects solidly, Maia looks him over, making sure he was okay, so when he fakes the left, she ducks it and it's convenient because she moved backwards to avoid the hit and it made her miss the jab to her stomach too. "Nice combo," she tells him, but doesn't give him a chance to think before she's going back for more, another kick for his mid-section.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Maia=Melee Vs Jason=Melee
< Maia: Success Jason: Failure
< Net Result: Maia wins - Marginal Victory

This time, Jason's at least a bit more prepared, and while the kick connects once more, it's not that solidly. "Nice one," he remarks, just as he kicks towards her legs again, hoping he'll catch her before she can get away now.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Jason=Melee Vs Maia=Melee
< Jason: Failure Maia: Good Success
< Net Result: Maia wins - Solid Victory

When he moves to her legs Maia easily avoids him, just jumping then landing and regarding him. "During a spar, you know it's okay to hit a female right?" Tapping her chin with her glove, trying to get a rise out of him. He played too nice and she wanted to show him it was okay to get a little more ruthless. "Like this." She throws out a solid right hook. Or so she hopes.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Maia=Melee Vs Jason=Melee
< Maia: Great Success Jason: Good Success
< Net Result: Maia wins - Solid Victory

Frowning a little again at her words, and then at getting hit by that right hook, Jason lets out a bit of a grunt. "Okay, you're asking for it!" It's said just as he launches himself forward, attempting a solid tackle now.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Jason=melee Vs Maia=Melee
< Jason: Good Success Maia: Great Success
< Net Result: Maia wins - Solid Victory

Well, Maia hadn't meant to hit him that hard in the face, she blames her frustration. When he counters though with an attempted tackle, she was lucky she had her foot planted so that she pivots, avoiding the tackle, sticking her own leg out for a leg sweep to try and down the pilot.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Maia=Melee Vs Jason=Melee
< Maia: Success Jason: Success
< Net Result: DRAW

And the leg sweep connects, but Jason manages to stay on his feet now, attempting a quick gut punch again. "You know, you don't need to hold back either. It's obvious that you need to get some things out of your system," he offers.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Jason=melee Vs Maia=Melee
< Jason: Good Success Maia: Good Success
< Net Result: DRAW

Getting hit in the gut wasn't so bad when you had the time to stiffen your muscles against it in preparation. When he mentions holding back, Maia smirks, "Oh don't tell me that. I'll go all banzai on you." There is humor in her words though, she doesn't seem at all serious. "My issues aren't with you, Superstar." But she does go for an uppercut to his chin.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Maia=Melee Vs Jason=Melee
< Maia: Good Success Jason: Success
< Net Result: Maia wins - Marginal Victory

"Still, the offer's there," Jason remarks, although he's a bit slow getting out of the way of that uppercut. "Ouch…" Trying a quick kick towards the gut now.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Jason=melee Vs Maia=Melee
< Jason: Good Success Maia: Good Success
< Net Result: Maia wins - Marginal Victory

Jason is taking a lot of hits for her and Maia, while appreciating the human punching bag, feels bad for him. When her uppercut connects, she quickly evades his gut kick and ends with a quick flick of her foot, kicking his mid-section.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Maia=Melee Vs Jason=Melee
< Maia: Good Success Jason: Good Success
< Net Result: Maia wins - Marginal Victory

Taking hits seem to be one of those things Jason is good at. Both while flying and on the sparring mat. Grunting again as the kick connects, he takes a momentary step back, and waits for a few moments, faking a punch high, before one more attempt at kicking Maia's legs out from under her.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Jason=melee Vs Maia=Melee
< Jason: Success Maia: Good Success
< Net Result: Maia wins - Solid Victory

Another day, another workout, though today Agrippa has more free time as his Viper is still in for repairs and he has been given the day off from CAP. Entering the Fitness Center, the Ensign is wearing the typical workout outfit, looking at the various areas to see what he is in the mood for today. When he spots action on the sparring mats, the Viper jock begins to make his way over, his lips curling up into a grin when he sees who is sparring with who.

Maia is having none of that, when he tries to sweep her legs out, she sort of zones and goes into auto attack, rushing him for a tackle instead of wasting time on any more punches, aiming both gloved hands at his shoulders as she rushes him, not having seen Agrippa yet.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Maia=Melee Vs Jason=Melee
< Maia: Failure Jason: Success
< Net Result: Jason wins - Marginal Victory

For once, Jason's ready for that move, as he manages to get himself out of the way, this time simply trying to trip her as she comes rushing. He hasn't seen Agrippa yet either.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Jason=melee Vs Maia=Melee
< Jason: Success Maia: Good Success
< Net Result: Maia wins - Solid Victory

No chance in hell is Maia taking a fall and when Jason tries to turn her rush around to trip her, she spins on the ball of her foot and goes for a hard right hook again. Rawr.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Maia=Melee Vs Jason=Melee
< Maia: Good Success Jason: Failure
< Net Result: Maia wins - Solid Victory

Instead of calling out and interrupting or distracting the sparring match, Agrippa chooses to head towards the bench at the side, setting his water bottle and towel down. For now, he remains quiet, enjoying being a spectator while Maia is hell-bent on turning Jason into mashed potatoes, wincing as the Raptorette connects yet again, this time with a vicious looking right hook.

Stepping into the fitness center, Augustus looks withdrawn for a moment, the large DCO only grunting a greeting to Agrippa as he passes by the pilot. Glancing over at the battle in progress, he gives an approving nod to Maia's punching technique, but continues on his way towards the punching bags.

Grimacing a bit as he doesn't manage to trip her, Jason isn't fast enough to get out of the way of that right hook now, and it hits him in the face. Stumbling a few steps backwards, before he comes to a stop, he leans forward, one hand going to his nose, wincing once more as he feels something on his hand there. Lowering it, one can see the blood on it, and some more coming from his nose as he moves the hand up again. "Time to give up, I believe," he offers, a bit quietly, as he looks around to find a towel or something now.

Once Jason calls it, Maia sort of comes out of her zone and walks over to him. "You okay Superstar? Need a medic or anything?" She hadn't meant to really hurt him. "Man…" Shaking her head he looks around, noticing the others. "Anyone up for a spar?" Offering to either there.

"Ya ain't had enough today already kid?" Augie asks with an arch of his brow as he starts to work on punching the bag, seeming to be casual about his training today. He probably doesn't want to break her knee again.

"Not nearly. I could probably go a few more hours or until I get broken." There's a self-depreciating smile. "Care for another go at it?" Maia offers a spar she swore to herself she'd never offer.

"I dunno, Centerfold. Ya seem mighty peeved off about something." Augie admits as he studies the young woman's demeanor. "Ya ain't focused much at all." Stepping from beside the bag, he actually approaches her to look her over. "What's eating at ya?"

"I'll be fine…" Jason replies, a bit quietly. "Hope it helped." Getting hold of a towel now, he brings it up to his nose, working on stopping the bleeding, frowning a little bit at the moment now.

"It's been a bad day so far. Just need to work out a few frustrations. Sure I can't get you in here again?" Glancing over to Jason she nods. "It did, thanks, Superstar." Not allowing her eyes to stray long from Augie now that he has approached her. Her expression remains somewhat stoic, "I'd appreciate another good match."

"On one condition, that ya talk about what's eatin' at ya." Augustus offers as he climbs into the ring. "Promise I won't offer ya a good frakkin like I did with Ceres." he says with a smirk. "That's how we got started on the path to gettin married."

"Deal." Maia immediately agrees. And he does begin talking. "That's okay. I'm unfortunately already married." With that said, she draws back a glove, taking first offense and goes for a right hook to the head."

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Maia=Melee Vs Augustus=Melee
< Maia: Success Augustus: Failure
< Net Result: Maia wins - Marginal Victory

The comment about still being married catches Augie off-guard. He gets tagged lightly in the side of the head. "Nice warning." he snorts as he steps back from the smack to his headguard. "…ah. Thought today was the day?" he asks her curiously as he steps in to lay a pair of quick body blows to the quick young woman. "Not that it matters, I'm still on hold too. Ceres and I can't seem to catch a break to finally seal the deal."

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Augie=melee Vs Maia=melee
< Augie: Great Success Maia: Good Success
< Net Result: Augie wins - Marginal Victory

A little surprised when she makes contact, Maia smirks slightly, prepared for the next hit from his large hands, trying to brace herself. Looking for her own advantage, she inclines her head slightly, "Was supposed to. He frakked it up." Her jaw clenches at the confession and she goes for a roundhouse kick to his gut. "Sorry about you and Ceres… You two look great together. Hope you manage soon."

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Maia=Melee Vs Augie=Melee
< Maia: Good Success Augie: Great Success
< Net Result: Augie wins - Solid Victory

Jason just remains standing a bit to the side now, holding the towel to his nose still. Watching the happenings, and listening at the moment. Looking like he understands a bit better as he hears what's being said.

The blow is blocked as Augie turns into the kick and brings both arms up in defense. This is just how it happened last time. She tried to kick, and he struck her pretty little knee. Augustus holds back this time, however, as he instead tries to shove Maia's chest to force her off-balance and onto her backside. "I see." he sees. "Ain't that a frakkin' kick in the nuts. Thought he was as ready as ya were?" the DCO inquires as he gives a shake of his head. "Don't ya worry about me and Ceres. We're both too damned stubborn to back down."

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Augie=melee Vs Maia=melee
< Augie: Amazing Success Maia: Good Success
< Net Result: Augie wins - Solid Victory

Him blocking the kick was expected but when he doesn't counter with the knee crusher, Maia wasn't prepared for a block when he opted to push her. Helpless, she falls back on the mat with a solid "Oomph." Scurrying to her feet, as she gives a try to catching her breath, she nods solemnly. "Pissed me off. Bad." When he mentions not worrying about him and Ceres, she offers a genuine smile. "Love is amazing hm?" Then goes for a full on tackle, rushing him.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Maia=Melee Vs Augie=Melee
< Maia: Success Augie: Good Success
< Net Result: Augie wins - Marginal Victory

"Can be. Sucks when it comes all fallin apart. Least yers didn't leave ya in the brig, like my first one did." Augie starts to say, before Maia rushes in to tackle him. He braces, and for Maia, it's a lot like hitting solid brick as the man backs up, absorbing her hit. And then he moves, wrapping his arms around the young woman's midsection to heft her up and then he falls backwards, carrying her over to slam her ass first into the mat as a suplex.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Augie=melee Vs Maia=melee
< Augie: Success Maia: Good Success
< Net Result: Maia wins - Solid Victory

"One thing known about love, it hurts," Jason remarks from the sidelines as he watches the happenings now.

"Brig?" Maia perks up a little, but when she moves for the tackle and is tossed over, she clings and goes for a pin, trying to pin his arms down with her knees on them. "What did you do to get in the brig?"

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Maia=Melee Vs Augie=Melee
< Maia: Success Augie: Success
< Net Result: DRAW

Augie is only held for a moment as he is able to roll away which gives them both time to reset and get to their feet. "I was in love with a Raptor pilot. She was in love with the parties." he shrugs his shoulders. "She got into trouble with the wrong type of man one night, he worked her over pretty good.. I thought I'd be the good knight and stand up fer her." he says as he steps in and jabs a couple of times at Maia's face, "…and got rewarded with a knife wound in my side, and her tellin me she never wanted to see me again fer frakkin up her life."

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Augie=melee Vs Maia=melee
< Augie: Great Success Maia: Great Success
< Net Result: DRAW

Maia does stand then, rolling then hopping to her feet, tilting her head to the side when he begins talking about his Raptor pilot. There's a quick smirk at the mention of parties, accompanied by a knowing look. "Gods.. that sounds bad, looks like she frakked up bad then," she sympathizes, her eyes showing the sincerity of her words. When he goes for the jabs, the Raptorette manages to duck some, but those huge fists still manage to graze her face. Doesn't feel good and she flinches. "Ceres is lucky she's got someone even willing to be a knight for someone. So rare these days." Even as the brief compliment flows, Maia is going for a quick uppercut to his chin.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Maia=Melee Vs Augie=Melee
< Maia: Success Augie: Great Success
< Net Result: Augie wins - Solid Victory

"Her trash is someone else’s treasure. Ain't a damn thing I won't do fer Ceres if she asked me to." Augie admits as he sees that punch coming in and steps back and to her left, allowing the blow to pass through the air as he grits his teeth. "…anyway, the guy pressed charges for assault, and since the shit was already done to the pilot, self-defense wasn't an option. Frakker of it all? She never had the frakker that messed her up charged, and I got the brig time." And then there comes the full force of a heavy left haymaker, aimed right at Maia's jaw.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Augie=melee Vs Maia=melee
< Augie: Good Success Maia: Great Success
< Net Result: Maia wins - Solid Victory

As entranced as she is by the story, Maia is prepared for the left coming in and ducks her head back, just in time to avoid a teeth jarring hit to her jaw. "I'm glad that you're lucky the second time around. First time sounds like she's the one with the issues, not you." Since she'd avoided the hit, she goes for a quick jab to his face as she had Jason earlier, concentrating more on the spar now.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Maia=Melee Vs Augie=Melee
< Maia: Success Augie: Great Success
< Net Result: Augie wins - Solid Victory

Jason listens quietly at the moment, shaking his head a little as he mutters something to himself. Watching the sparring now.

"So, what's the issue with ya and Luc?" Augie asks as he steps back from the jab, and sends a blow towards the side of Maia's ribcage. "I know there were rumors when ya first came over, but I mean, divorce is a pretty powerful thing." he comments as he tries to help the woman with her problems.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Augie=melee Vs Maia=melee
< Augie: Good Success Maia: Good Success
< Net Result: Augie wins - Marginal Victory

Unprepared for the abrupt change of topic, Maia stands there, taking the hit full on, the breath knocked from her for a moment. "Me and Luc?" She gasps, "There is no me and Luc. We've been separated four years. Had to happen sometime, why not now while we're in the same place finally?" Once she manages to get her breath sometime, she debates a kick and even gives a feint with her leg but instead swings wide with a right hook towards his head.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Maia=Melee Vs Augie=Melee
< Maia: Good Success Augie: Great Success
< Net Result: Augie wins - Solid Victory

"A four year separation is a hell of a separation. Ya could always just had the JAG send up the papers. Why'd ya wait til ya were face to face?" Augie asks curiously, not biting on the feint as he sees the subtle swivel in the young woman's shoulders, and before she gets the hook even to cycle up, he drive a hard fist into her stomach, attempting to rattle her to her core before she even swings.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Augie=melee Vs Maia=melee
< Augie: Great Success Maia: Failure
< Net Result: Augie wins - Crushing Victory

"It is. I don't know, it was always just my safety net you know? My quick answer to men who wanted to ask me out. Sorry, married. Worked like a charm." Lifting her shoulders, watching as if in slow motion when he swings, she catches it full on, her feet in no position from her feinted kick, for her to be able to step away. When his fist connects, she falls back on the mat, her breath forced out in a rush and she rolls in a ball gasping for air. Maybe she had just needed a good ass kicking to manage her anger because for some reason it was the furthest thing from her mind at this moment. Sitting up, she continues to struggle to breath but lifts a glove, letting him know she was fine. Or would be.

"Ya need to be stronger than that, Maia. Ya come across as this strong and independent gal, but at the first sign of interest, ya hide behind Luc? Frak that noise. Let that shit go, unless ya really want to try to work it out with him." Augustus comments as he watches the girl fall and waits for her to catch her breath, before going over to offer his glove to her to help her to her feet when she's ready. But it's a guarded move, he's seen her tricks before, after all. "Time to stand up. If he don't want it, ya need to make him want it, ya dig?"

While she's struggling, she's listening, and what he says makes sense. "I don't want to hide behind him anymore, I wanted the divorce. I've been waiting for a long time for it." Finally catching her breath better, making her more coherent. "And he managed to frak it up today and now I've got to wait another week and offer a sacrifice to Hera or something for offense." When he offers his glove, she takes it and stands, "Thanks." Not going for any moves at the moment, too intent on his advice. "We're over. He won't accept it. Like suddenly he doesn't want to let me go. Well too bad, I've.. moved on." The telling flush on her cheeks is from more than exertion.

"Ya tell the chaplain he don't wanna let go and ya do? I mean, that divorce shit they do down there? It's all supposed to be mutual and sweet and shit, but ya know what ends up happening? People end up with hurt feelings anyway. And ya know what the chaplains say about that? Nothin. So frak that. If ya want it over? Really and truly? Go to the JAG, get the papers, and get it done. He can't fight or question ya that way." Augie points out to the young woman. "As far as the sacrifice?" he considers. "Take every picture ya have of him. Take them down there to the chapel, make sure the the Captain sees ya.. and burn em."

Having been watching until now, Jason heads out after a few moments, keeping that bloodied towel with him for now. Time to get a shower and such.

"I'll do that tomorrow. Thank you sir." Offering her glove for a fist bump, Maia gives him a tentative smile. "And thanks for listening. It helped a lot. Ceres is lucky to have you." Holding her other glove against her midriff, she takes a deep breath, still all together. "I better get to work. Thanks for not breaking me too hard this time."

"Yep. See ya around, Centerfold. Happy huntin and shit. And hey.. ya need me to chat up Luc, let him know to let go.." Augie grins and winks. "I can be pretty persuasive." he points out as he returns the fistbump and heads off to remove his own gear.

Maia walks over to the locker to remove her own gear, feeling leagues better than when she had begun. "I'll keep that in mind. Right now I really want to try and do this on my own. I've not done much as just Maia Kane, it's always been as his wife. I'd like to try and stand on my own two feet for a while now."

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