New Kid In The Gym

"Fucking move!" Taylor complained. "Talk all the shit you want, but you're distracting yourself more than her!"

"She's got my legs!" Mercy whined back. "And she's ugly!"

Alaina moved her grip up and wrapped her arms around Mercy's legs before turning her over and sitting in a boston crab submission hold. Alaina applied enough pressure for Mercy to feel some pain, but not enough to snap the poor kid in half.

"Action, not words Mercy!"

Mercy was practically slapping the mat in submission before Alaina even had her turned. "Oh, God! Taylor! Her fat ass is crushing meeeee!" Mercy whined over dramatically.

"Fat ass huh?" Alaina said as she applied more pressure and looked back down at Mercy. "Giving up already?"

"A'right, c'mon."

Taylor put her foot on the small of Alaina's back and shoved her off the poor paralegal, and then grabbed Mercy's hips and hefted up to her feet. "Watch," she said, making sure Mercy looked her in the eye. She took a relaxed, balanced stance in front of her, and then slowly, one step at a time, stepped out to Mercy's side and ducked her body, and in with one more shuffling step she came up behind her. She turned Mercy to face her, and then repeated the process to the other side, twisting her body out of the way of imaginary hands and slipping easily behind her with an efficiency that belied her slow pace.

"She'd going to come straight at you," she said, sternly holding Mercy's gaze with her brilliant, royal blue eyes. "And if she doesn't, that means she's thinking. Make her stop thinking, and make her come at you. Make her do what you want."

Then she backed up and waved Alaina back in. "Okay, rookie, round two. You guys are actually pretty evenly matched. Did you say you signed up as a wrestler or a secretary?" She laughed. "Go get her, Amazon."

Alaina fell forward onto her hands and knee's as Taylor's foot shoved her, breaking the boston crab. Alaina got to her feet and turned as Taylor gave a step-by-step guide to Mercy.

Once Taylor had finished talking, Alaina nodded and obliged Taylor's instructions moving in straight at Mercy. She assumed Mercy would be much more serious and moved slightly faster than the previous time, all while looking Mercy in the eyes.

"Ok, show me what ya got!"

Mercy was easily hefted up by Taylor and stared at her as she directed. She nodded along as Taylor instructed her on what to do. Well, it seemed the same in wrestling as it did in law. it was like setting up a trap. The idea was to get your 'opponent' to do what YOU wanted, rather than vice versa.

She straightened out and shook out her legs as Taylor spoke to Alaina. She laughed at the girl. The fact that Taylor said they were evenly matched meant Alaina was just sorry and pathetic. Mercy ignored those words concerning herself and when Alaina dashed at her, Mercy hopped to the side and swiveled her body, trying to run around to Alaina's backside.

As Alaina charged forward, Mercy sidestepped and moved behind Alaina.

"Dammit, you are pretty fast!" Alaina said as she spun to her left 180 degrees trying to get a visual lock on Mercy. Once she saw Mercy she planned on moving straight at her again, attempting to grab onto Mercy and lock up once again.

Mercy grinned at Alaina. She needed to get completely behind the girl to try and do ... something. She just didn't know what. What COULD she do? She panted through her mouth and kept her eyes focused on Alaina. When Alaina went to lock up, Mercy darted out of the way again and once again tried to get around so she was behind Alaina. She'd make them both dizzy if she HAD to. She just needed to figure out what to do.

Mercy thought of something. She stopped instantly and began to run the other way. Hopefully that quick shift in momentum would catch Alaina off guard. Mercy then stuck out her foot, hopping on one leg as she tried to trip Alaina up while she turned the other way.