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Strength

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Krissy winced softly as she mimicked Shoura like he had told her too as he stretched his arms. Today apparently, Shoura had gotten it into his head that he was going to teach her self defense. She's not sure where the idea had come from, but she diffidently saw the benefits of doing this. She was all for knowing how to protect herself.

Shoura stood across from her, a few feet away. He squinted at her, his eyes seemed focused on her thighs, which were out and exposed to the cool morning air in her shorts. She shifted from one leg to another, pretending not to notice as she waited for him to do the next stretch.

When he didn't, and just continued to stare at her, she became self conscious which made her snappy. "Stop gawking at my fucking thighs, Shoura! Come on, how long are we going to stretch this arm?"

Shoura cleared his throat, eyes finally flickering up to hers. "I... just, they're very nice." He stammered.

Despite herself and her nerves, Krissy was amused, but she hid it. "What?" She asked dryly.

His eyes widened briefly. "Nothing... That's enough stretching." He lowered his arms and she copied him.

When he didn't say anything she spoke. "We're up really early, you know, Papap ain't even up playing chess yet. I hope we're going to do more than just stare at each other."

"I was building a tense atmosphere and you ruined it. Have you never watched a movie with a training montage before?"

"This is real life, Shoura."

"Or is it?"

"I'm going back in to help granny cook now, since you're being you so early in the morning and everything." She rolled her eyes and sucked her teeth and went to walk away.

"I'll get serious, geez!" He stopped her. " So eager... Anyway, come at me like you want to kill me."

Krissy groaned. "You watch too much tv!"

"You're right, I'm being too dramatic." He seemed to agree before he pulled a long blade from the back of his pants and held it out to her, hilt first. "I was saving this for the second round, but clearly you're impatient."

She stared at the blade. "What am I suppose to do with that?"

"Come at me!" He waved the blade at her.

After a moment, Krissy shrugged stepped forward and plucked the blade from his hands. "What will your people do to me if I end up killing you?"

He smiled very big. "Granny, well, she'll give you a cash reward. Everyone else? Decide you deserve my position. Ever wanted to be a Russian crime boss, Sy?"

"Can't say it has ever crossed my mind, the idea that is." She stepped back.

"Well?" He questioned expectantly.

Krissy sprung forward suddenly, hoping for the element of surprise to be on her side, and swung the blade at Shoura. Quicker than she could follow, Shoura had somehow taken the blade from her and held it now within his own, while also pushing her back, diffidently not as roughly as he could have.

Krissy withdrew her hand, cradling to her chest first, realizing her wrist was stinging slightly a few seconds later. She frowned. That had been so quick.

"That diffidently wasn't with the intent to kill." Shoura held the blade back out to her. "And I'm diffidently going to have to teach you how to hold a blade correctly." She hadn't realized there was a right or wrong way.