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"Take it easy." Robby spoke as he stopped infront of Alexa, grasping her wrist. "You're blocking too hard, like you're trying to punch."
"Is that not the point?" she yanked her wrist from his hands. "No one's gonna be scared of a few blocks."
Robby showed her the motion again. "Tighten your wrist, not your fist."
Alexa wanted to argue, but she nodded, repeating the motion as Robby walked down the rows. "These blocks are incredibly precise. Each one is designed to overcome a specific attack."
Alexa looked down the line to see Robby standing infront of Tory. "Show me wax on, wax off."
Tory took her stance, practicing with Robby as she showed what he taught, blocking him with the wax on movement. Alexa huffed slightly, still wondering why Robby hadn't once tried to use her as an example. "The more you learn Miyagi-Do, the tougher you are to defeat."
"Except for one tiny flaw." Kreese spoke up, making them look his way. "Their entire style is reactive, which means all their moves are counter moves. That means that we are in control. And we can use that to set traps."
Robby turned to Tory again. "Show me paint the fence."
Tory did so, Robby knocking her feet out from under her soon after. "Sorry. Just part of the lesson."
Tory grasped his arm, throwing him over her shoulder before holding her fist above his face.
"Enough!" Kreese called to stop her. "Nichols, my office. Continue the lesson."
Robby shoved Tory off him as she got up, following Kreese to the office. Alexa walked toward Robby. "Why don't you ever ask me?"
"What?" he looked oddly her way, adjusting his gi.
"You only ever use Tory as an example. I know it, I can take some of the embarrassment off her." Alexa said confidently.
Robby gave a minor grin. "I know. But, you need to take it easy."
"My nose will be healed in two weeks." Alexa pointed out with a nod of her head. "It doesn't even hurt that much any more."
"Not your nose, your concussion." Robby corrected her with a knowing look. "In a week, I won't go so easy on you."
Alexa huffed. She wanted to show Robby she was ready, throwing her knee upwards to his abdomen. Robby stumbled backward at her hit, but grasping her wrist when she went to hit him. They went down in the mattress again, Robby having her wrist above her head. "What was that?"
"Trying to show you that i'm r-" Alexa began, stopping mid sentence as her face paled and she looked panicky.
"Gonna be sick?" Robby asked, making Alexa nod. He got off her. "This is why you wait."
