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Who: Koizumi and Chief Beifong
What: Sparring
Where: A provate training room at the gym
When: Earlier this week?

Koizumi has been working nearly nonstop this past month - devoting himself completely to police training, to the SOS Brigade, and to his duties as an esper. It's hard work, and long, and it means he has almost no time for himself - but so far he has proven himself up for the challenge.

At the moment, he is facing off against two nonfictional officers - blocking or diverting all of their attacks and advances without countering or reciprocating. He'd been practicing all the physical aspects of his training for the past three hours - firearms, stealth, interrogation training, several forms of martial arts, and now self-defense - which had been preceded by several more hours of study on protocol.

Though he is very talented, and a quick study as regards all these subjects, he appears to be particularly gifted at self defense - his movements flowing and guiding his opponents', using their force and momentum against them. Despite his oncoming fatigue, he's easily outmatching his opponents.

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"Oh, I'm well aware, and I am nearly certain that I am not." He grins, waits for her to take off her armor, then bows with her - though again, at no point does he take his eyes off her.

It's not going to be a long fight, however it happens. He's already too tired. With that in mind, there's no need to hold back or conserve his energy - it wouldn't make a difference. And if all she's seen recently is him defending and reacting to attacks, perhaps - on the first blow - he can surprise her with his speed and ferocity.

He takes a couple slow steps forward, sliding and shifting right and left as he goes. Without warning, as he's crossed have the space between them, he speeds up dramatically, doing a quick drop to one arm and what looks like a double leg sweep, though it changes into a pair of upward kicks at the last moment. If she moves to dodge or jump the sweep, the kicks might just topple her balance.

She watches his approach carefully, analyzing the way that he telegraphs his moves, and he's enough of a learner that she sees the drop coming. Instead of skipping backward or simply hopping over the line of the sweep, she dives neatly over him and rolls once, coming back to her feet. Slipping forward, she keeps her feet well apart and crouches low to strike out twice with the flat of her palm at his head and neck. That should keep her under the arc of where his legs might be, and cause him to raise his arms to defend himself. Or if he's smart, he'll block her and roll away and try to face her again.

When she dives over him, he has the presence of mind to roll quickly to the side, narrowly missing her blows. He ends the roll in a sumersault, landing back on his feet and facing her. Light on his feet, he moves forward again quickly, taking the offensive by striking out rapidly at her torso. If she blocked him physically instead of dodging, his slightly taller stature might give him a slight edge in a grapple.

Then again, she was likely quite a bit stronger than he was - but that would be a hinderance regardless of the strategy he used. The only possible way to avoid that disparity would be to be faster than she was - which he is not at all certain of - dodging and feinting in and out, and that would wear him out even faster, and require him to burn more energy than she was.

Excellent reflexes on his part, she notes dispassionately as he rolls away. And keeping the distance closed where his strikes will be the most effective. Good. Then his assailants shouldn't have time to pull a firearm. She meets his blows by angling her arm inside his, deflecting them away from her ribs and twisting her torso to bring the flat of her opposing hand up in another double-tap strike at his face. Her footwork mirrored her body's motion, her back foot sliding forward to stop in the perfect place to implement either a hook of her ankle or a groin blow.

Instead of deflecting like she did, he brings his arm around to push her attacking arm in and down, away from his chest. His response is to strike with the heel of his palm straight at her throat. The motion is a little exaggerated, drawing more attention to his arms - though in such a way as to simply look a little inexperienced, his movements slightly less efficient than they might have been - in the hopes of distracting her from his lower body. He had read her movement forward, and had immediately moved his own leg around and to the left to catch hers in the same hook she had just been threatening - at the same time carefully disciplining to stillness his torso and upper body movements, preventing her from reading the leg sweep from watching his center of mass.

Lin ducks down and right, circling her right arm to get a hold of his wrist and push/pull him in that direction. In her slightly twisted position, the reverse ankle grab is a good tactic and brings out a slight smile. She allows him to take it and, keeping a tight hold on his arm, arches backward and untwists a little to come down with her shoulder blades square to the mat, kicking up with her bound leg. Her weight and the force of her fall should help counterbalance his and throw him up and over her. That way she gets loose of the grab and reverses the tables again, as she can roll sideways and get up. If he breaks her hold on his wrist before that and gets out of the way, she can still roll backward and back to her feet in a crouch.

While they're falling, he's uses his other hand to try to grab her wrist, and endeavors to keep his legs entwined with hers - when they hit the ground, he's directly next to and facing her.

With their limbs all tangled up, there's not a lot of room for maneuvering, and just about none for grace. At these close quarters, the fight just turned into a test of strength. Pressing her as soon as they hit the ground, hoping she might have been expecting something else and he might have a moment of advantage, Koizumi simply struggles to keep hold of her hand and to free his other arm from her grip.

[ooc: You weren't awake to discuss, so this goes perhaps a bit farther than it should. I just figured we didn't want to drag this on forever by only having a sentence or two in each post. Let me know if there's something she would have done such that it wouldn't have occurred this way.]

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