【Ａｓｐｈｙｘｉａ】 seongjoong

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Yeosang adjusted dials on the training simulation panel once more to make the final adjustments. He technically hadn't received full clearance to return to training but he couldn't stand sitting around doing nothing much longer. If he had to work at a computer and listen to Hwanwoong's terrible jokes for one more day, he was going to lose it.

A few more days had passed and it was only a day before Christmas Eve. The office was fairly slow as most people were taking some time off at home. The brunette decided it would be the perfect time to sneak in and get a little work out in. He had managed to get in fairly easily and he had used a guest ID card so the online records wouldn't show that he was in the building, unauthorized. The only way anyone would know he was breaking desk duty was if someone decided to check the cameras but there wasn't much of a chance of that happening.

"Busted."

Yeosang jumped at the sound of a voice from behind him. Like a startled cat, the brunette whipped around with a hand on his chest to try and calm his racing heart. Jongho was leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed as he stared the other down with a bit of a smirk at catching the other red handed. He was dressed in a sleeveless shirt and some loose fitting basketball shorts. It was one of the few times that Yeosang had ever seen him out of his normal work attire. It was like he was about to go work out.

"What are you doing here?" Yeosang griped before turning back to the panel.

"The real question is what are you doing here?" Jongho leaned up from the doorframe and walked closer to the other as he continued to input codes. "I'm as anxious as you to get back out there but you know we don't have clearance yet. If we get caught then we are going to be put on desk duty for another month."

"Well, you don't exactly look like you're working in the office." Yeosang quipped. He didn't look up from what he was doing the whole exchange.

"I didn't say I was a good example." The brunette looked out of the side of his eye as Jongho extended an arm out and place it on the panel as he watched him input codes.  It was rather distraction. 

The younger seemed to recognized some of the binary, however, and it seemed like a complicated simulation. "You want to tag team it?"

The sandy brunette snapped his eyes away from the other's forearm and smirked. "I was hoping you would say that." He finally hit enter before straightening back up. The lights in the room lowered before turning red. The previously smooth white walls were disrupted as panels opened up and small laser cannons peaked through. They hissed as they readied themselves to fire.

A countdown started as Jongho and Yeosang moved towards the center of the room. The took their positions and stood back to back with their hands raised up in front of them to create a fighting stance. Neither of them had their Quinque, which was fine, as they had decided to work more on their hand-to-hand. As soon as the countdown reached one, panels in the walls opened up and five robots from each side spilled out. They were surrounded in no time.

One of the robots struck and Jongho took advantage of the momentum and grabbed it by the arm. Using the robot's own force against it, he chuck it over his shoulder. The robot slammed onto the ground hard enough that the android's torso started to short circuit. If it were a real person, they would have had the air knocked straight out of them and would be gasping for breath.

Where Jongho went high, Yeosang went low. He swept his leg out and knocked it into the back of one of the robot's legs. The android toppled over, it's head slamming backward into the ground. The robot sparked and flickered as it powered down.

The two agents continued to dodge and throw punches in the onslaught of attacks. Jongho and Yeosang caught each other's eye when they had turned. They a silent message seemed to have been sent between them. With a nod, they each grabbed a robot by their arms. Together they swung at the same time, colliding the androids together. Pieces of robot flew through the air from the impact.