Chance Encounter [Closed] (Delaware-Morpheus)

[MorpheusDavol]

ODST CPL. Loken Gnash

UNSCS KILIMANJARO 

1230 Lunch time

A new face...

Loken Gnash stared at the meal that he had before him, his eyes having a slight dull feeling to them as he simply stared at the pre-made meal vacantly before sighing rubbing his forehead placing his fork down. The last mission had weighed heavily on him, being one of the only thirty ODSTs to make it out just placed a weighed almost to heavy to carry. His squad mates even held a solemn time, including the usually ecstatic alien killer Kyle one of his only true friends. However, as he lifted his head up towards the doors almost contemplating if he wanted to just leave the room- not that their was alot of people there anyway. His head drifted back to the meal opting to force himself to consume the moderately alright meal if only to make sure he didn't go hungry later. Once he had enough of the meal he began to hear the sounds of the doors opening behind him, signaling someone was coming in the lunch room- must have been a later comer like himself...



Approved by MrKill
 

[☯Wᴏʟғε (ง︡'-'︠)ง]

Petty Officer Third Class Laura Wolfe
UNSCS KILIMANJARO
1230 Lunch time
The newcomer..

Laura sighed as she walked into the Mess Hall of the ship she was reassigned to, glancing around casually to the occupants, before she walked over to the counter and grabbed a tray; presenting it to the man behind the glass counter. After he slopped on the same generic meal that everyone else received she moved down the line, opting for a simple water before turning and pausing to scan the room. She spotted a table with, what looked like, a few ODSTs and judging her past experience with the Troopers she shrugged and moved to take up an empty seat in the group.

After setting her tray and drink down she looked around, matching the few curious glances that were directed her way until her blue eyes rested on a man who was looking down at his food. He seemed to be poking around and picking out bits of food absent minded and she couldn't help but to comment to him, "Well... good thing the food can't fight back, it might have jumped out at you by now."

[MorpheusDavol]

ODST CPL. Loken Gnash 

UNSCS KILIMANJARO  

1230 Lunch time 

Talkative...

Loken lifted his head up to look at the new comer his hazel eyes blinking a moment as if to process someone was talking to the tired soldier before nodding at her comment, he gave them a half-assed smile so not to come off as to much of a dick. He placed the fork down carefully next to the plate with almost practiced precision. He now had time to look over the new comer which turned out to be a female, not to bad on the eyes but certainly had some balls sitting with a weary squad of ODST men. He finally opened his slightly dry lips to speak his voice croaking for a moment indicating he hasn't talked in a while forcing him to clear his throat with a frown. 


"Sorry bout that, yeah this stuff would have bit me along time ago." He commented looking to the food with a almost careful expression before shaking his head with a smile closing his eyes looking back to her afterwards. "You must be new- not to be rude but few people sit with some of the last ODSTs after a intense battle." He explained to her hinting towards the ODST destruction recently. "Sorry I forget my manners, I'm Loken Gnash fireteam leader of Ragnarok's Followers- who are you?" He asked politely rubbing his head forehead his squad mates looked at him then the newcomer before going back to their food. 

[☯Wᴏʟғε (ง︡'-'︠)ง]

Petty Officer Third Class Laura Wolfe
UNSCS KILIMANJARO
1230 Lunch time

At the comment she looked down to her own food, poking at it for a moment before taking a bite carefully. She chewed it thoughtfully before shrugging and setting her own fork back down, "Not bad for the supplies this ship is running on." She looked up to meet the Corporals gaze, "Petty Officer Third Class Laura Wolfe and as for sitting with ODSTs, I've had a few run in's with Troopers before." Her face took on a sad look though as she looked around to the other men and woman at the table. "Sorry about what happened.." She knew it wouldn't matter but she figured she'd offer anyway.

[MorpheusDavol]

ODST CPL. Loken Gnash 

UNSCS KILIMANJARO  

1230 Lunch time 

Loken thought she seemed nice enough although she truly wouldn't understand what it felt like being whittled down to thirty personnel severly impacted the troopers enough so when she apologized Cpl. Castel stood up walking off away from the table followed by Kyle- it seemed from their faces it was to soon to even have the briefest mention. Loken himself grimaced before letting out a sigh at her words knowing her intentions where honorable to say the least, though everyone was a bit on edge as it was.



"Thanks, it's just... fresh." He told her with a pained voice before straightening up. "If your lucky whoever you met might be alive still.. Hopefully." 

[☯Wᴏʟғε (ง︡'-'︠)ง]

Petty Officer Third Class Laura Wolfe
UNSCS KILIMANJARO
1230 Lunch time

Laura sighed as she watch a few of the ODSTs leave and looked back down to her food, poking at it again with her fork. She merely shrugged at his comment and began to take a few bites here and there but not really focusing on the meal. She didn't know what to say and didn't want to set any more members of the table off so she chose to remain silent. Unfortunately she wasn't a part of the battle that went on ground side so she didn't know exactly what happened, just that whatever it was ended with the cost of many lives.

[MorpheusDavol]

ODST CPL. Loken Gnash  

UNSCS KILIMANJARO   

1230 Lunch time  

Loken picked at his food in silence taking a few stray bites as members began to finish and leave to either train or rest, although he preferred the former to anything else. Something about the feeling of adrenaline coursing through his veins as he fought with someone always caused him to get a fuzzy feeling, he was a masochist or anything like that but it made him feel alive transporting him away from the shitty situation they where all in. Once it just reminded them he finally opened his mouth to speak again, he couldn't stand the silence.



"So.. do you train often?" He asked idly placing the fork down looking to her. "I'm going to release some pressure on the mat soon, you know anything about that?" He questioned the petty officer scratching his chin with a tired chuckle, wondering if she was a fighter by any chance. "Quickest way on our good side is to fight, good."  

[☯Wᴏʟғε (ง︡'-'︠)ง]

Petty Officer Third Class Laura Wolfe
UNSCS KILIMANJARO
1230 Lunch time

Her expression perked up and she glanced up from her food, "I try to train when I can," A couple more bites of food, "But. Haven't had the chance since I came on board." She couldn't help as she chuckled slightly and shook her head, "Yeah, you ODSTs love a good brawl." After a second she cleared her throat and her expression sobered a bit as she nodded, "Yeah, you could say I know a bit about it."

She didn't hold his expression though and looked back down to her tray, picking off the last of her lunch before leaning back with a sigh and washing it down with the water she had brought.

[MorpheusDavol]

ODST CPL. Loken Gnash 

UNSCS KILIMANJARO  

1230 Lunch time 

Loken watched her eat for a moment before resting elbows on the table lacing his fingers with a yawn resting his chin on the interlaced fingers, perhaps she was good at a brawl. He then shifted his gaze to look at her before speaking out loud, maybe she could provide some relief to the battle weary soldier.


"Well if your good I'm always looking for someone to spar with." 

[☯Wᴏʟғε (ง︡'-'︠)ง]

Petty Officer Third Class Laura Wolfe
UNSCS KILIMANJARO
1230 Lunch time

She watched him and shrugged, "Well Corporal.. If there's one thing I like to think I'm good at, it's sparring." She smiled and glanced down to her empty tray, excusing herself from the table to place the tray up by the counter in the dirty pile with the rest. Turning back she glanced around the mess hall noting that many of the occupants were now slowly filing out, but not with the normal enthusiasm that one would be used to seeing. No, these men and woman were battle weary and some were still in stages of mourning over their lost friends.

She sighed and moved back over to the table to retake her seat, leaning away from it though as she grabbed her water, sipping on the contents and looking between the Corporal and the other ODSTs.

[MorpheusDavol]

ODST CPL. Loken Gnash 

UNSCS KILIMANJARO  

1230 Lunch time 

Loken lifted up his tray to go dispose of the small amount of contents left after she went, might as well clean up his mess then get ready to leave as well. However he did sit down once more looking over to her rubbing his chin before resting it on the table.


"If you want to I'll be in the training room." He told her before standing up making a departure to the gym, maybe he could release some stress there.

[☯Wᴏʟғε (ง︡'-'︠)ง]

Petty Officer Third Class Laura Wolfe
UNSCS KILIMANJARO
1230 Lunch time

"Sure, I'll.." Her voice trailed off as the man was already walking away and she sighed, ticking her tongue against the back of her molar before shrugging and leaning forward to rest her arms against the table. Her eyes scanned around the steady flow of crew and soldiers coming and going out of the mess hall while her hand idly played with the water bottle, occasionally bringing it to her mouth to take a sip or two. After the water was all gone, she stood and moved towards the exit, tossing the bottle in the trash before heading out and moving through the ship towards the gym.

[MorpheusDavol]

UNSCS KILIMANJARO  

1230 Lunch time 

A new face... 

Loken had entered the training facility looking around before taking a deep whiff of the musky aroma mixed with sweat, some would say it was a disgusting mixture but for him it honestly felt like home. Paradise Falls was not the most pleasant place to visit when he was younger but it made him all that much tougher thankfully. The strode to the locker room bumping fist with a few of his friends before changing into some jogging pants along with a spare black shirt, not the best smelling but it worked. His eyes going to a few of the other's in here but it looked to be mostly people he knew and spared with, some asking him if he wanted to go but he politely declined, wanted to save his strength. 


 He went back onto the mat to get a bit of stretching in, mostly in his hamstring and upper biceps. In his fighting style it helped to stay limber in those places especially when it came to throws and parries, wondering if the Petty Officer would accept his challenge- he didn't mean to leave so suddenly but he couldn't sit down for long without getting jittery.

[☯Wᴏʟғε (ง︡'-'︠)ง]

Petty Officer Third Class Laura Wolfe
UNSCS KILIMANJARO
1300

Wolfe strode into the training area and glanced around to the various figures and equipment, her eyes taking in the scene before giving an approving nod and moving off to the locker room to change into a pair of black short and a form fitting black long sleeved shirt. 

She was tall but her movements and muscled form showed as someone who had years of athletic prowess, everything she did was keen and precise yet fluid in motion. This was further proven as she moved through the gym towards the sparing mats and sat down by the edge, preforming her own set of stretches to loosen her muscles. After a few moments she stood and shook her shoulders out as she bounced on her feet slighty before settling and glancing around the gym, her eyes searching for the Corporal who she was supposed to catch up with. 

[MorpheusDavol]

ODST CPL. Loken Gnash  

UNSCS KILIMANJARO   

1300 Training

Loken was at the punching bag his feet gliding sides way and back with every few movements, his eyes focused on the bag he didn't even notice the woman had enter as his balled up hands met the bag. It seemed as if he entered his own world each fist movement hitting a different 'body' part but it seemed to take on a pattern to the trained fighter. In Loken's head played a melody of gut, side, and neck over and over as he began to feel his hands push the bag back with each of his hits releasing that pent up anger and grief boiling inside the young corporal. As he finally let out the last punch he could have sworn he saw a man watching him but as he rubbed his eyes whatever he thought he saw was gone. In truth he knew it was nothing but those minor nightmares rearing their ugly head at his weakest. Loken just shook his head resting his forehead on the bag before grunt hitting it softly against it before backing away rubbing his knuckles, turning around to see the petty officer from earlier.

 He wondered if she saw his display a second ago, the pent up fustration was still in the stiff soldier but none the less he had calmed down a bit. It wasn't like he was swinging wildly but it was clear from the sharp and focused movements he was doing earlier that whatever he was doing had become routine to manage the stress. His head however tilted at her attire, similar to his but instead of a short sleeve she went with the long sleeve- he approved to say the least. He strode over to her looking around before speaking. 

"You showed up, not that I'm surprised I'm bout ready for that match." He told her offering a tired smile, the hazel eyes perhaps once bright now a dull color. Whatever the man had seen it was clear it was still weighing on him, not just from the previous mission as well. It was as if something was rooted within him that refused to leave, at the same time he held on to it for reason hard to say himself. 

[☯Wᴏʟғε (ง︡'-'︠)ง]

Petty Officer Third Class Laura Wolfe
UNSCS KILIMANJARO
1300 Training

She had spotted him a little before he stopped his warm up workout and took the few seconds to note his form and practiced ease at which he stuck the bag, the moves showed he was obviously a trained fighter. That didn't bother her any, in fact she was happy that he might actually present a bit of a workout for her. As he turned to face her she lifted her gaze to meet his eyes, holding that gaze until he was standing next to her and she turned to look towards the sparring mats. As he spoke she merely shrugged, "Well, I'm ready." And stepped out on the mat, moving to the center and glancing around before turning back to face the ODST.

[MorpheusDavol]

ODST CPL. Loken Gnash   

UNSCS KILIMANJARO    

1300 Training 

Loken gave a nod as she was now ready to get on the mat, following behind her slightly as they took their spot in the center of the mat. His eyes shifted to some of his marine buddies had began to watch crossing their arms to see how the two would do. They soon began to focus back on the petty officer his feet gliding apart slightly with his right one leader with his left one placed horizontal slightly with his right hand following the same leading path as his right one. His palms where opened as his shoulders came up his body crouching ever so slightly like a coiled wire ready to spring. He studied her form for a second to see if there are any chinks within her form. It was surprisingly solid from what he guessed before giving her a nod to signal the sparring session.

 Loken shifted his body forward hopping forward a inch his left foot kicking forward and his right one going forward as he pivoted sending a testing kick to their calf in a attempt to gauge their strength. He made sure to be able to pivot to the left or right to defend or counter once her attack came not walkin gto box himself in but planned to use his defensive fighting technique. 

[☯Wᴏʟғε (ง︡'-'︠)ง]

Petty Officer Third Class Laura Wolfe
UNSCS KILIMANJARO
1300 Training
Show Time...

Laura watched as the Corporal followed her onto the mat and she stepped back into her fighting stance; right foot diagonally behind her left, knees bent slightly as the heels of her feet just grazed the mat allowing her to bounce lightly on the balls of her feet. Her hands were raised at chest level but she had them relaxed instead of in fists, preparing to block or grab when the opportunity arrives. When the ODST stepping into his own stance she observed and waited for his first move which came rather quickly.

The kick was low aimed at her leg and it took her by surprise for a second as the normal attacks are always directed to the chest or head first. None the less she pushed off with her front leg, moving her body backwards and out of the range of his kick, he'd have to be a lot faster than that to hit her. 

[MorpheusDavol]

ODST CPL. Loken Gnash    

UNSCS KILIMANJARO     

1300 Training  

Loken weight drifted to the left side his left foot quickly swinging forward as she pivoted back, he used the sideways-forward moment to spring forward dropping to his left knee. Although she was jumping back Loken coiled and lowered body was able to use enough momentum to sweep at her legs to grasp them, intending to use a typical wrestler double leg to transfer her to the ground and him on top. Since her weight was moving back if she tried to sprawl on him it would lead to her being able to be thrown over his shoulder- while this wasn't a typical wrestler's match it helped to use untraditional fighting styles to mix your enemy up. From the speed and strength he was sending his shoulder into her stomach it was clear he wasn't intending to hold back, that leg kick was simply a distraction.

[☯Wᴏʟғε (ง︡'-'︠)ง]

Petty Officer Third Class Laura Wolfe
UNSCS KILIMANJARO
1300 Training

As expected the ODST moved in just after his kicked, his upper body lowered as he prepared to tackle her. She growled and turned her shoulders slightly squaring up with him just as his shoulder impacted with her stomach, knocking the wind from her lungs as she doubled over. However, using the change in position she wrapped one arm under the man's stomach while her right arm lifted up, elbow bent as she brought it quickly down on his back; at the same time she let her legs relax as she dropped her weight onto him in hopes of reversing the move.

[MorpheusDavol]

ODST CPL. Loken Gnash     

UNSCS KILIMANJARO      

1300 Training   

Loken let out a breath as she elbowed his back making him curse outloud, however the weight drop for the ODST was bearable as he managed to quickly lift his knee up before dropping to both his knees pushing his shoulder to the ground to put her on her back with enough force to give him some breathing room time but controlling the descent so he could end up on top of her between her legs. This is where the battle would be won if he could set up the right move, of course he wasn't going to smash her face in that would be crude- this was a battle of wit he would have to get her to tap. However that elbow to the back would leave a purple bruise, causing the drop to be a bit sloppy but otherwise maintainable. He leaned down to keep his head from getting get to back using his right arm to grip her left wrist, it seemed he was holding it to set up for something.. however his left hand was on guard to block what she might throw at his exposed side.

[☯Wᴏʟғε (ง︡'-'︠)ง]

Petty Officer Third Class Laura Wolfe
UNSCS KILIMANJARO
1300 Training

There was the weightless moment when her legs were lifted out from under her and then her back was slamming onto the mat with a 'Thud' and she grunted, attempting to move out from under him but the man had her pinned. The ground game was never her strong suit although, knowing that, she worked through many hours of her training practicing it. Laura felt the strong grip encompass her wrist and she growled through gritted teeth, "You ODSTs.. always go straight for the mount." As she spoke she twisted her left wrist slightly so she could brace her palm against Lokens wrist. "Should at least buy a girl dinner first.." She lifted her legs slightly, closing her feet behind his back to prevent him from standing back up.

In the same motion she lifted her right arm, moving her forearm to brace against the top of her opponents wrist as she crossed her arms effectively trapping his arm close to her body. The movement would cause the Corporals wrist to bend back at an awkward angle and as she lifted her back up off the ground in a sit up motion it caused his wrist to bend further. If he didn't find a way out of the move or tap out she would effectively break his wrist.

[MorpheusDavol]

ODST CPL. Loken Gnash      

UNSCS KILIMANJARO       

1300 Training    

Loken had to admit the move was a excellent counter, he had to give up the control on her wrist if he wanted to escape the clinch movement. However with her legs trapping him he used his free hand to wrap around her left leg as he jerked backwards. His wrist had given up control in order to escape the pressure hold of his wrist before it was locked in however he splayed his legs out slightly to widen his base of control on top of her. While she was quick Loken had the advantage of strength, letting out a grunt he pushed the leg down pulling his weight to the direction slipping out of the guarded mount onto her leg then rolling his hips till he was laying on her side slightly. His legs off to the side out of harms way, but he now was in a position she could slip out easier with. 


"Your tricky." He chuckled but he soon shifted his weight his hand striking for her left wrist, this time he wasted no time standing up quickly stepping around by twirling his feet onto her arm. Now this would either lock out her arm in a standing-to-sitting armbar or she could escape. However that would involve having to defend against the bar without letting it lock out when it dropped. His ground control allowed him to release her wrist before she was able to lock her move him, but since he was still the dominant position he was able to transition to a new mount and lock in a different attack. 

[☯Wᴏʟғε (ง︡'-'︠)ง]

Petty Officer Third Class Laura Wolfe
UNSCS KILIMANJARO
1300 Training

Damn he's fast... Laura thought as she found herself on her side slightly her, arm extended but not locked out straight. It's obvious that she wasn't going to over power this man on the ground, she'd have to create some distance between them but being pinned wasn't going to help matters any.

Before he could get a full grip on her arm she twisted her arm up, bending it at the elbow, almost as if she was going to place her hand by her head and kicked out with her right leg, pushing off the ground to spin her body around while it was under the ODSTs legs. Once she felt her left knee against the ground she pushed up, fully planting both her knees to the ground, her right side of her head brushing against the Corporals hip as she used her free arm to push away from the man to a standing position.

She could have taken the opportunity on the ground to reverse the arm bar but chose not too and again while standing, she could strike him while he was on the ground but she merely took a few steps back, returning to her normal fighting stance. Some strands of hair had come loose during the tussle on the ground and she brushed them back irritably, her eyes watching Loken even though she was aware of those who had gathered around the mat to observe.

[MorpheusDavol]

ODST CPL. Loken Gnash       

UNSCS KILIMANJARO        

1300 Training     

Loken wiped his forehead with his forearm as they stared each other down, she was good and he respected that to say the least. Their little scuffle had cause a small crowd more then when they began, not that he minded but this battle he may lose. He closed his hands before opening them flexing his fingers in the open palmed style shifting forward a step to see if they would back away or not.


"Your good, sorry about the mounting you know us ODSTs." He commented slyly referring back to her comment, might as well have fun with it as long as they where here. However he soon took a step forward sending quick kick to her midsection faster then the leg kick he attempted earlier. The ODST could be fast when he wanted and the momentary conversation could make a opening.

[☯Wᴏʟғε (ง︡'-'︠)ง]

Petty Officer Third Class Laura Wolfe
UNSCS KILIMANJARO
1300 Training

"Oh yes, I know --" She didn't have time to finish her sentence before Loken was launching forward with a kick to her abdomen. Instead of backing away she pushed off her right foot launching forward and aiming a quick jab with her left hand to his nose, following it with a right hook that would hit his jaw. Her movements were fluid as she struck with experienced speed and precision, each strike intending to do just enough damage to let him know he was hit, not enough to cause too much harm. She may not have much experience with fighting from the ground but on her feet she was dangerous. 

[MorpheusDavol]

Loken Gnash 

UNSCS KILIMANJARO 

1300 Training 

Loken kick would transfer to a knee as his leg bent inward pouncing so they would collide, the impact of both them coming at each other would make that hit count and most likely knock the air out of her, if not to the ground. Loken was going to be hit regardless but he rather not in the nose so he shifted his head to the right taking the punch to the chin but dodging he nose. He had a strong chin but he surely felt that seeing as he practically turned into it, but he hoped her hand might hurt from the unexpected force he provided with his chin. She was t half bad but she made a drastic mistake by jumping forward at him, with no way to go that knee was going to connect to her stomach.

[☯Wᴏʟғε (ง︡'-'︠)ง]

Petty Officer Third Class Laura Wolfe
UNSCS KILIMANJARO
1300 Training

Laura felt the knee connect solidly with her stomach and doubled over but not before her fist connected with her opponents jaw. She was forced to take a few steps back, falling to one knee with one hand bracing herself on the mat and the other holding her stomach as she tried to catch her breath. The Corporals transition and reflexes were fast and he didn't lose any momentum in his attack, adding that to the fact that she launch herself towards him and the hit was twice as hard as intended.

[MorpheusDavol]

ODST CPL. Loken Gnash     

UNSCS KILIMANJARO      

1300 Training   

Loken wasted no time as he shifted forward ignoring the searing pain in his jawline, it was a solid hit and most likely busted his lip from the small amount of iron flavored blood he tasted. He twisted his leg quickly as if he was going to send a strong kick to her face but soon stopped just a inch away from it, if this was a real battle that kick could have proved to be the 'knock-out' depending on how hard-headed she was when it came to such things. 

"Do you Yield?" He asked holding the position carefully his fist still in the opened palmed position, she was a worthy adversary this could have gone either way but he knew this match wasn't over till one of them yielded- but he really didn't want to kick such a lovely woman in the face. 

[☯Wᴏʟғε (ง︡'-'︠)ง]

PO3 Laura Wolfe
UNSCS KILIMANJARO
1300 Training

The Petty Officer still held one arm braced against her stomach and she gave a sharp cough before slowly inhaling. The ache in her lower left side of her ribs was a throbbing pain but she tried not to let it show on her face as she looked up to the ODST before turning her head ever so slightly to glance to the foot a mere inch from her face. The implication of the kick was clear but she didn't let it faze her as her lip curled up ever so slightly, it looked more like a snarl then a smirk and her eyes turned back up to the man standing over her.

She absolutely hated losing, but at the moment she hated herself more for letting the ODST over power her so easily. The fight had barely even started yet here she is, with his foot threatening to kick her in the face, her decisions didn't help the fact any and she knew she could easily trap his leg and tackle him but given the pain in her side she wasn't in the mood for another ground match.

Lifting her left hand from her stomach she pushed his leg away from her face and exhaled shakily before nodding, "Yeah..." and waited for him to relax a bit more before she stood, "Thanks for the work out, Corporal." She didn't wait for a response as she turned on her heels and strode towards the edge of the mat.

She could have congratulated him on a good fight or acknowledged his skill but she didn't; maybe it was out of pettiness or just the fact that she felt she, herself, didn't have a good fight, her loss proving that. But whatever the reason, she was pissed and the look on her face caused those who had gathered around the mat to part, giving her a path to walk through.