Sparring Partner {Church}

[Sarah Ross]

Sarah was just about done fooling with weights for the day. What she really wanted to do is beat on someone for a bit, and if they could actually hit back all the better. She had heard someone walk through the weight room earlier and hadn't glanced up to see. Now would be a good time to check before she devoted herself to the heavy bag. She whistled a bit as she walked around the fairly large guild gym. There we go...she heard someone in the free weight room banging around. As she walked in a grin busted out on her face....it was fucking Church, what better sparring partner could she want?  Trained hunter AND trained fighter, this was going to be fun especially if things went the way she was hoping.

"Hey you big bastard....want to get in ring with me? Its been what like 2 or 3 weeks since your last competition fight? Time for some sparring don't you think. And we can even put a friendly wager on if you're even interested."

She knew he would probably accept. Even she would admit he was an awesome fighter. His matches were usually short bloody affairs. But this "training" session would probably be a long bloody affair since she was a shifter.

[Jaxon Church]

It was true that his fights tended to be short, bloody affairs, and that was actually how he liked it.  When you train to kill things, then go into fights where the object isn't to kill, it's not hard to get a little carried away.  It was also true that he hadn't had a fight in the past few weeks, other than hunts, and he could use one.  That didn't mean he was going to accept Sarah's 'proposal', though.  Even he had his rules.

"Baby, I don't fight women unless I'm getting a paycheck for it, and most of them aren't fucking snakes that want to squeeze the hell out of me," he pointed out, though he wasn't exactly the optimum choice for someone to squeeze.  He could put up a hell of a lot of resistance like that. 

The fact that she was a shifter, and a hunter, would make it more acceptable for him to fight her, but she was still a woman, and he didn't like beating on women unless it was his job.  That made him want to pull punches, and that wasn't a good idea in any fight.

[Sarah Ross]

Sarah's grin just grew larger as Church taunted her. Only fight girls for pay? What a pussy. She would fight anybody anytime. She wanted a fight, and if she couldn't get one here in the training ring, she WAS going to go out to a bar and pick a fight. But Church had a temper, and a good bit of ego, so she was sure she could goad him into a fight.

"Whats the matter, afraid you'll get beat by a woman? I promise I won't hit you too hard big boy. And besides...you mean to tell me you don't like having women squeeeeeeeze the hell out of you? Not only are you scared...but I think you're in the closet too!"

Maybe that would do it. She had known the big Hunter since he had come to Frost, and would say they have a friendly relationship. But she had been around him and Holly enough to know which buttons to push. She knew he wouldn't take her taunts personally, but hopefully they would put him in the mood to trade some licks.

[Jaxon Church]

He actually wasn't taunting her, to be honest.  He could have done a hell of a lot worse, and he might yet, considering what she'd said.  Goading him into a fight wasn't all that hard, but there were a few factors he had to consider.

"Listen, bitch.  When I make you bleed, which I will, I don't want that shit all over me.  Holly put you up to this, didn't she?" he demanded, already getting pissed.  Closet?  Fuck that.  "Now SHE'S someone I wouldn't mind puttin' a little squeeze on me, but I don't need your snake-ass doing it."

Holly had been trying to talk him into getting himself infected by a snake shifter for weeks, and he'd refused.  If she had anything to do with it, he was going to snag some of that beloved make-up of hers and flush it.  Leo would probably help, since he didn't think the old geezer liked the pounds of eyeliner that girl wore.  Church didn't really care, but it'd get her back real well.

Unless he DID get infected.  Then, it'd take something more than make-up to get her back.

"So, go play with your dolls, and leave the men to do the fighting.  We know what we're doing," he told her, pulling a card that he didn't usually even believe in.  He knew women were perfectly capable, but Sarah was getting on his nerves.

[Sarah Ross]

So he really was afraid of getting infected. That was interesting enough. Alot of hunters Sarah had met would love to have the reflexes of a snake and the shifter healing perks. But hey, to each their own. It was quickly becoming apparent that he wasn't going to spar with her. Well that was all well and good, but that didn't mean she was just going to pack up and walk off. If she wasn't going to get some physical sparring, then verbal sparring would have to do. And despite what some people said about Church, he had a quick mind and tongue when it came to trading insults it seemed.

"So you're scared of a little blood huh? Well, my blood at least. Wait till I tell Holly about this, I think the only one squeezing on you is going to be yourself!  And you need to learn to calm down big boy...you're gonna blow a gasket and then who would I have fun fucking with? Look, if you won't fight me, what do you say we get out of here and go hit up some non leech or hunter associated bar and find us a fight?"

Sarah was up for a bar brawl. That danger of the unknown was always a thrill. It wasn't like anyone in a bar was really going to be able to hurt her bad enough to kill her unless they shot her, or stabbed her good.

[Jaxon Church]

'Afraid' really wasn't a good word for anything Church did, because he couldn't ever really remember actually being afraid.  The idea of getting infected just wasn't something he wanted to deal with.  He was human, he liked being human, and he didn't want to be squirming around with no legs or arms on his belly.  No.  He just DID NOT WANT to be a snake, or any animal, to be honest.

"You fucking Frost bitches have a lot of nerve, you know that?  I could break you in half, little girl, so I don't want to hear about who's scared.  I just don't want to be a fucking worm," he told her, and he meant it.  Talk of a bar fight, though...

"Fine, you wanna hit a bar, that's cool with me.  I like bashing skulls just fine," he agreed, more than willing to go for that one, as long as she kept her poisonous blood to herself.  He wasn't playing with that shit.  He was lucky the first time he'd beat the hell out of a shifter that he hadn't been infected.

[Sarah Ross]

Worm? Did he just call her a worm? Sarah didn't buy into alot of the high and mighty serpiente bullshit...but she was NOT a fucking worm. Like a snake was even the worst thing to become, at least they were natural predators, and killers. And Midnight generally didn't fuck with them. Go ahead, end up as something cute and fuzzy...or as a tiny bird. The thought of Church as a fucking Robin or Sparrow or something was hysterical.

"Worm huh? Well from what I've heard you've already got yourself a little worm...but there are alot worse things you could end up than a snake. What if you had to take out a fucking Canary and got blood on you? Bet you would feel shitty winding up as tweety bird. Come on you big fucker, lets go get into some shit....know any place good?"

Yeah she wanted to beat down some unsuspecting humans. That was always fun when they came up to hit on her and she punched one of them and started a brawl. Humans were so foolish some times.

[Jaxon Church]

He rolled his eyes at her retort, though the mention of a 'canary' actually made him laugh.  "Have you EVER seen a hit on a fucking tweety bird?  Those little bitches are careful because they're small and weak.  Nobody cares enough about them to want them dead."

Naturally, he had it all figured out, and he wasn't caving.

"We're in New York.  I'm sure we can find a place," he told her, headed for the locker rooms.  He needed a shower before he went off on a new form of stress relief.  "Meet you in the lobby in ten.  That enough time for you to get dolled up?"

Yeah, he was ribbing her, but he really didn't care.  He also saw the benefits of her looking pretty and harmless, since he definitely didn't.  Starting a real fun fight would likely happen with her across the room knocking some guy on his ass, since Church didn't often get messed with.

[Sarah Ross]

Sarah snorted when he mentioned the canaries never being hit. She had killed a couple avians, and one had been a sparrow, close enough to a canary right? Dolled Up? She could bet he would spend more time in front of the mirror than he would. She could throw on a minimum of make up and just roll and still look good. She nodded to Church, he wouldn't be ready in 10 minutes.

"You sure 10 minutes is enough time for you to get dolled up? Honestly I could probably use 15, that cool with you?"

She laughed again as she turned and headed back to the locker room. She jumped in the shower and sighed as the hot water washed over her. She had really been pushing herself tonight for some reason. She really should have asked for more time, the hot water was just that awesome. But she shut off the shower and quickly popped her locker open to check out what she had laying around for clothes. Hmmm, something that would attract idiots. She smiled when remembered the black corset like top in the back of the locker. She yanked it out and looked at it.

It was shimmery and almost looked like scales. That would do nicely. She grabbed a pair of stretchy black pants to go with it. She needed to be able to move if they actually found some shit to get into. She threw her clothes on and checked the mirror. Minimal eye makeup and she was ready to roll. A little heavier than usual, but she was trying to snare some poor drunk into hitting on her the wrong way.

She checked the clock on her cell phone as she came clacking into the lobby in her high heeled boots. Now where was Church? That big bastard better not have left her.