"Sergio," Max said, her voice lashing like a high-pitched whip, "now!"
Akeno was here and she was dirty - clearly up to something ever since the two of them had stumbled into the small schooner and found her skulking. Max had seen gifs like this before, unsuspecting duos being jumped by quick work with a knife and a wish. The three of them were kind of set up like a triangle, with Sergio on her left and Akeno in front of both of them, a sturdy looking table bolted to the floor, making up the center of the small cabin of the schooner.
The door was behind them, and with Akeno about to make her move, they needed to act.
Trusting her childhood friend to follow through, Max balled her hands into fists and stepped to the right of the table, penning Akeno in, carefully testing the weight of her bad leg. It held, and it held, and it'd keep holding.
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Akeno was cornered, penned in.
The duo had stumbled across her as she was taking stock, barely giving her enough time to tie her bandana on around her head and check what weapon she had drawn before she’d found herself surrounded.
The door was behind them, the table was between them and they weren’t giving her any way out. She’d seen enough SOTF to know how these things usually went.
They were about to make their move, she needed to act first.
When Maxine gave the order to attack, Akeno took it as her cue as well. She flung her bag, thankfully closed, at Sergio and stepped to the same side of the table as his partner. The tight quarters didn’t give her much room to manoeuvre, but the same went for her opponent as well; Akeno raised a leg and threw out a push kick, aiming to plant her foot in Maxine’s stomach and shove her back.
The duo had stumbled across her as she was taking stock, barely giving her enough time to tie her bandana on around her head and check what weapon she had drawn before she’d found herself surrounded.
The door was behind them, the table was between them and they weren’t giving her any way out. She’d seen enough SOTF to know how these things usually went.
They were about to make their move, she needed to act first.
When Maxine gave the order to attack, Akeno took it as her cue as well. She flung her bag, thankfully closed, at Sergio and stepped to the same side of the table as his partner. The tight quarters didn’t give her much room to manoeuvre, but the same went for her opponent as well; Akeno raised a leg and threw out a push kick, aiming to plant her foot in Maxine’s stomach and shove her back.
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Luckily Akeno had not had the chance to ambush them. The dream duo of Gallo-Schwimmer never would be, of course. In gym class freshman year when they were forced into boy-girl duos to try and make things more fair, they had demolished the rest of the class in racquetball, and this fight wouldn't be any different.
But Akeno was fast. Sergio had to give her that much. While he was going around the table Akeno hit him in the chest with her bag and he stumbled back into the wall of the small vessel. He should have expected it, but he must not have his sea legs yet.
He let out a grunt from his throat, kicking the bag to the far end of the room as he charged at Akeno. All he needed to do is get his arm around her neck. Then it would be over in a flash. Maxine could beat their foe to a pulp while he choked her. Even if she was athletic there was no way she was strong enough to fight off both of them at once.
But Akeno was fast. Sergio had to give her that much. While he was going around the table Akeno hit him in the chest with her bag and he stumbled back into the wall of the small vessel. He should have expected it, but he must not have his sea legs yet.
He let out a grunt from his throat, kicking the bag to the far end of the room as he charged at Akeno. All he needed to do is get his arm around her neck. Then it would be over in a flash. Maxine could beat their foe to a pulp while he choked her. Even if she was athletic there was no way she was strong enough to fight off both of them at once.
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Akeno chose wisely as the absolute unit of a lady charged right at Max, making her eyes widen. Holy shit, Akeno was way bigger up close and this might've been the worst idea of all time.
Then Akeno was boot-fucking her right in the stomach - causing Max to let out a wheezy oof at the impact - but she didn't double over, straining her legs to keep her balance as she staggered backwards. The knee brace felt tighter around her knee as she struggled to remain upright, quaking lightly as the muscles held.
Max shook her right shoulder so her bag slid down her arm as she pressed back forwards, eyes darting to try and track Sergio as he moved in for the pickle play. Not a lot of room here - the table was almost at her left hip, the wall at the right hemming them in so that this little encounter likely couldn't sprawl anywhere else. Winding her arm tightly in the strap, she swung upwards in an uppercut towards Akeno's chin - and the bag thudded uselessly against a two-armed block.
Fuck's sakes.
Then Akeno was boot-fucking her right in the stomach - causing Max to let out a wheezy oof at the impact - but she didn't double over, straining her legs to keep her balance as she staggered backwards. The knee brace felt tighter around her knee as she struggled to remain upright, quaking lightly as the muscles held.
Max shook her right shoulder so her bag slid down her arm as she pressed back forwards, eyes darting to try and track Sergio as he moved in for the pickle play. Not a lot of room here - the table was almost at her left hip, the wall at the right hemming them in so that this little encounter likely couldn't sprawl anywhere else. Winding her arm tightly in the strap, she swung upwards in an uppercut towards Akeno's chin - and the bag thudded uselessly against a two-armed block.
Fuck's sakes.
Akeno blocked the bag swung at her the same way she would block a knee attempt, both arms crossed under her chest and absorbing the impact.
She’d never fought against two people at once before, probably something she should have tried at least once, but the theory behind it was pretty simple. Keep both opponents in sight at all times and never let anyone at your back.
Easier said than done of course, especially when Sergio recovered and started circling around behind her and Maxine held her ground; she had nowhere to go but forward or back and both directions were covered.
If it came down to it she was pretty sure she could take Maxine, maybe she could even take Sergio as well but that was less of a sure thing; but that was only in a one-on-one situation. Fighting both at once however was not an option. She needed an out.
She jumped, placing a hand on the table to her right to help her ascent and kicking off the wall to her left to turn her momentum sideways. Landing on the edge of the table she began to roll, escaping from the pincer and bringing herself closer to her discarded bag at the same time.
She’d never fought against two people at once before, probably something she should have tried at least once, but the theory behind it was pretty simple. Keep both opponents in sight at all times and never let anyone at your back.
Easier said than done of course, especially when Sergio recovered and started circling around behind her and Maxine held her ground; she had nowhere to go but forward or back and both directions were covered.
If it came down to it she was pretty sure she could take Maxine, maybe she could even take Sergio as well but that was less of a sure thing; but that was only in a one-on-one situation. Fighting both at once however was not an option. She needed an out.
She jumped, placing a hand on the table to her right to help her ascent and kicking off the wall to her left to turn her momentum sideways. Landing on the edge of the table she began to roll, escaping from the pincer and bringing herself closer to her discarded bag at the same time.
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Sergio should have given Akeno more credit. Being able to jump on the table right when he was on the brink of catching her took some strength. It still would not matter. It was two against one and Sergio had a big size advantage against her. So he knew he had to do what Steven always did to win when they had play wrestled as kids.
He flopped onto the table head first, with his legs hanging above the floor behind him. He would win if he could pin her down, but she was already rolling to the other side.
He would crawl after her and finish it, but that's when the worst happened.
With a creak the schooner leaned port and he lost his grip. He stumbled back by the wall and he knew Akeno would be above him now.
He should have known that he couldn't count on anything on TV.
He flopped onto the table head first, with his legs hanging above the floor behind him. He would win if he could pin her down, but she was already rolling to the other side.
He would crawl after her and finish it, but that's when the worst happened.
With a creak the schooner leaned port and he lost his grip. He stumbled back by the wall and he knew Akeno would be above him now.
He should have known that he couldn't count on anything on TV.
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As the schooner leaned, Max grabbed and pushed herself away from the table, keeping her upright as Sergio went over the top, narrowly ducking one of his feet. Leaning away from him, she shuffled by so she was closer to Akeno's starting position, grabbing one of the drawers that made up the far wall of the cabin. Inside were rudimentary cooking items, rusted and faded from salt and sea.
As Sergio hit the wall, Max turned and flung the entire drawer frisbee style, utensils filling the air as it closed the distance towards Akeno.
As Sergio hit the wall, Max turned and flung the entire drawer frisbee style, utensils filling the air as it closed the distance towards Akeno.
The boat listed suddenly before Akeno could make it to the far side of the table and it was only a timely grab on her part that stopped her from sliding back the way she had come with Sergio. She strained her arm and hauled herself the rest of the way, rolling off the edge to fall face first to the floor on the opposite side from the others.
There was a pause of half a second as she caught her breath and then she was moving again.
Akeno didn’t know where the other two had ended up, but there was nothing in between her and the exit now and she could see her stuff so there was no reason to stick around to find out. Pushing herself up with her arms, she sprang to her feet and ran for the far corner where her bag had ended up.
She stood, bag in hand, but before she could leave a clattering sound behind her drew her attention and Akeno turned in time to see Maxine hurl a drawer of kitchenware her way. Turning her face away she covered her head with one arm and let it weather the storm of cutlery, the draw itself catching her in the ribs.
Whatever, it was time to go. The stairs were two steps away, narrow and with little in the way of headspace, she began to scramble up them on hands and knees when she felt something grab her ankle. She kicked her other leg back and felt it connect, heard the response, but the hand around her leg didn’t let go.
There was a pause of half a second as she caught her breath and then she was moving again.
Akeno didn’t know where the other two had ended up, but there was nothing in between her and the exit now and she could see her stuff so there was no reason to stick around to find out. Pushing herself up with her arms, she sprang to her feet and ran for the far corner where her bag had ended up.
She stood, bag in hand, but before she could leave a clattering sound behind her drew her attention and Akeno turned in time to see Maxine hurl a drawer of kitchenware her way. Turning her face away she covered her head with one arm and let it weather the storm of cutlery, the draw itself catching her in the ribs.
Whatever, it was time to go. The stairs were two steps away, narrow and with little in the way of headspace, she began to scramble up them on hands and knees when she felt something grab her ankle. She kicked her other leg back and felt it connect, heard the response, but the hand around her leg didn’t let go.
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Max had hit Akeno but their enemy kept on moving right for the exit they had left unblocked.
Shit.
He stumbled forward towards the stairs, his stomach lurching inside of him. Was it adrenaline or the continued sway of the boat? It didn't matter.
She was climbing the stairs. He dived forward, wrapping his hand around the ankle that was tiny in comparison.
The clean white running shoe came back with a sharp impact to his left temple.
Sergio grunted and coughed. She couldn't get away with this.
He pulled sharply on the ankle, trying to get her to fall back beneath the deck. If Akeno wanted a fight with them she'd have to finish it too.
Shit.
He stumbled forward towards the stairs, his stomach lurching inside of him. Was it adrenaline or the continued sway of the boat? It didn't matter.
She was climbing the stairs. He dived forward, wrapping his hand around the ankle that was tiny in comparison.
The clean white running shoe came back with a sharp impact to his left temple.
Sergio grunted and coughed. She couldn't get away with this.
He pulled sharply on the ankle, trying to get her to fall back beneath the deck. If Akeno wanted a fight with them she'd have to finish it too.
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With Sergio grabbing Akeno's ankle, Max busted ass as fast as busted knee could carry her. She swung downwards to snag something metal and rusty from the wooden floor, bringing it up with her as she made it to the stairs, squeezed beside Sergio to swing the implement downwards.
The metal handled, plastic headed spatula snapped on pathetic whap with Akeno's lower back, but Max wasn't deterred, swinging at every inch she could reach.
The metal handled, plastic headed spatula snapped on pathetic whap with Akeno's lower back, but Max wasn't deterred, swinging at every inch she could reach.
Dammit. They weren’t going to let her go without a fight.
She was dragged down the stairs, sliding over each sharp edge and catching her elbows on every one. Something hit her on the back as well, something flat and stinging like an open handed slap but less so; it hit her again and again but as long as they weren’t punching or kicking her then it was fine. She could deal.
Pushing with her arms she raised herself up of the stairs and flipped herself over onto her back, rotation her knee and hip so she wasn’t twisting her ankle in Sergio’s grip. Now that she could see them again she could see that Maxine was holding a spatula or something in her hand and was swinging it down on her like a hammer.
Akeno brought her hands up over her face to shield it from the blows, taking the stinging hits to her forearms instead. She lashed out at Sergio with her free leg, flailing to trying to catch him unawares on the chin or something and at the same time swung a fist at Maxine’s knee, once then twice; hammer blows to the side of her leg to get the girl to back off.
She was dragged down the stairs, sliding over each sharp edge and catching her elbows on every one. Something hit her on the back as well, something flat and stinging like an open handed slap but less so; it hit her again and again but as long as they weren’t punching or kicking her then it was fine. She could deal.
Pushing with her arms she raised herself up of the stairs and flipped herself over onto her back, rotation her knee and hip so she wasn’t twisting her ankle in Sergio’s grip. Now that she could see them again she could see that Maxine was holding a spatula or something in her hand and was swinging it down on her like a hammer.
Akeno brought her hands up over her face to shield it from the blows, taking the stinging hits to her forearms instead. She lashed out at Sergio with her free leg, flailing to trying to catch him unawares on the chin or something and at the same time swung a fist at Maxine’s knee, once then twice; hammer blows to the side of her leg to get the girl to back off.
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Sergio thought their victory was certain when Akeno kicked him right in the throat. He couldn't help but loosen his grip as his hands went up to stop her from kicking him again. At a game in middle school he had been hit by a pitch in the same spot and this hurt worse than that. He felt stomach acid rise in his throat and he started to cough. His eyes watered.
Max needed to hold Akeno down.
He just needed a second, that's all.
Max needed to hold Akeno down.
He just needed a second, that's all.
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The purple Nike brace held firm as Max lifted up her leg, the hammer blow grazing her kneecap - fuck, she really needed to watch herself - and leapt back, landing wobbily back on the floor of the schooner's cabin. She started to leap back into it, but Sergio taking that throat shot had her pausing, spatula in her grip like a fencing sword.
After a second, she turned back to Akeno, spatula handle raised in a threatening manner.
After a second, she turned back to Akeno, spatula handle raised in a threatening manner.
As soon as she felt the grip around her ankle slacken Akeno pulled her foot free. She pushed herself further up the stairs, one foot on the bottom step and the other up by her hip, chambered for another kick just in case.
For the moment Sergio was dealt with, too busy coughing and his eyes watering to worry about her; she must have caught him in the throat or something. Maxine had backed away and was now brandishing the spatula at her menacingly, but wasn’t coming after her just yet.
She’d bought a few seconds reprieve but that’s all this was; a time-out. Before it could end Akeno began to ease herself up the stairs while still facing the interior of the ship, ascending one step at a time while making sure no one followed her until she made it onto the deck. Once she was out of the cramped interior of the schooner she made a break for it, throwing the strap of her bag over one shoulder as she leapt from the boat onto the jetty it was moored to.
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For the moment Sergio was dealt with, too busy coughing and his eyes watering to worry about her; she must have caught him in the throat or something. Maxine had backed away and was now brandishing the spatula at her menacingly, but wasn’t coming after her just yet.
She’d bought a few seconds reprieve but that’s all this was; a time-out. Before it could end Akeno began to ease herself up the stairs while still facing the interior of the ship, ascending one step at a time while making sure no one followed her until she made it onto the deck. Once she was out of the cramped interior of the schooner she made a break for it, throwing the strap of her bag over one shoulder as she leapt from the boat onto the jetty it was moored to.
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After Akeno left the ship he was able to push himself to his feet. The vile taste of the of stomach acid had spread to his mouth. Sergio spat on the floor. It helped a little.
"So we're letting her go?" His voice was raspy. It hurt to speak.
Part of him wanted to run after Akeno and prove that she couldn't beat him in a fight. Prove that he wasn't weaker than a young woman. The other side of him just wanted to rest and hang out with Max for a bit. She was usually able to improve his mood. They had shared a lot of laughs over the years, and being on different teams wasn't going to change that. He knew there was a way for them both to get back to Miami alive, but he didn't know if he was strong enough to do it. No, that wasn't true. Physically he had everything he needed to kill other members of their class. That was what the show was about. He wasn't sure if he could handle it mentally. He actually liked most of his classmates. If Akeno hadn't been trying to get the jump on them he probably wouldn't have fought her either.
"Let's go up on deck. This place is a mess."
He gave Max a weak smile. It hadn't even occurred to him to throw things like that. He would never admit it out loud to anyone, but something worse could have happened if Max hadn't been there after Akeno kicked his throat.
"So we're letting her go?" His voice was raspy. It hurt to speak.
Part of him wanted to run after Akeno and prove that she couldn't beat him in a fight. Prove that he wasn't weaker than a young woman. The other side of him just wanted to rest and hang out with Max for a bit. She was usually able to improve his mood. They had shared a lot of laughs over the years, and being on different teams wasn't going to change that. He knew there was a way for them both to get back to Miami alive, but he didn't know if he was strong enough to do it. No, that wasn't true. Physically he had everything he needed to kill other members of their class. That was what the show was about. He wasn't sure if he could handle it mentally. He actually liked most of his classmates. If Akeno hadn't been trying to get the jump on them he probably wouldn't have fought her either.
"Let's go up on deck. This place is a mess."
He gave Max a weak smile. It hadn't even occurred to him to throw things like that. He would never admit it out loud to anyone, but something worse could have happened if Max hadn't been there after Akeno kicked his throat.