watching through my fingers.

artemis arched an eyebrow as she looked at him with an exasperated face, arms crossed against her chest. “ -ARE YOU done? we don’t have all day, you know?” a smile then appeared on her facial features. “come at me, i’m still waiting.” the amazon placed herself in some sort of combat position, nodding at him to come at her.

“oh, i’m only getting started.” lincoln retorted, raising his fists. still rocking from side to side, he waited for the best moment to attack, but her provocative taunts pushed him to take action. he took a few steps forward, throwing a punch at the woman. 

“Maybe. Take it as you will.” She shrugged coyly. Daisy was only slightly distracted by his crooked grin, so when he lunged forward, she was a second too late to react. She let out an audible gasp when she felt his knee in her stomach, the air being knocked out of her chest. The headbutt didn’t hurt any less. “Damn, you’re really into this, aren’t you?” she laughed weakly, allowing a moment to pass as she caught her breath. The view above her wasn’t that bad, either. “But I told you – you’re too cocky for your own good.” Daisy grinned, and the next moment she punched him in the face, before wrapping her legs around his torso and reversing their positions, using all of the strength she had. She quickly pinned his hands on the ground above him, her legs holding his body into place (but probably not for long). “Are you comfy?”

lincoln landed flat on his back, and daisy collapsed atop him, pinning him down. a small grunt left his curved lips at the sudden dull thud. he considered to surrender, but daisy’s words were provocative, daring. it taunted him, forced him to continue only for he sake to have her this close, to have her teasing him. he looked up to her, a chuckle leaving his lips. “no. you weight, like, tons,” he quipped as a hand moved to her back, curling on the fabric of her shirt, ready to roll over. “but, you know, can’t say that i hate it. the view is quite rewarding. i missed this.”

Karen’s eyes widened, feigning fear and resisting the urge to laugh. “I’m not ready. So not ready. Come on. You don’t know what I’ve got.” Why did she sign up for these lessons again?

lincoln chuckled. “i feel like you’re just playing with me. you’re not a ninja, are you?” he asked as he shortened the distance between them, gingerly throwing a jab her way.

jean lifted an eyebrow at the man , the RED HEAD having decided to train with him ( a careless mistake she found out ). “REALLY ? if you’re going to taunt , at least don’t quote destiny’s child.” she blew a piece of her hair out of her face , before her FIST was sent flying towards his jaw.

lincoln failed to withhold a laugh. “i happen to like destiny’s---” lincoln abruptly retreated, the redhead’s fist flying centimeters away from his face. “you don’t play it fair, huh?” he inquired as every fiber of his being was electrified; almost as if an static charge ran through his veins, like a closed circuit. the energy emanated from his palm only to dissipate in the tip of his fingertips. “i really don’t think you’re ready for this jelly, grey.”

Zach made a face, “Look, Mister. I don’t spare. Or fight, like ever. I run at the gym, that way I can watch TV while I do it.” He shook his head, “Besides, if I wanted to beat you in a fight I’d only need a sentence to do it.”

lincoln raised an eyebrow. “come on, sparring is entertaining. just try? i’m not going to use my powers, you’re not going to use your mumbo-jumbo magic. no one is going to get seriously hurt.”

“That cockiness is gonna get you into some serious trouble,” Daisy said as she tilted her head from side to side, cracking her neck. “Show me what you got, Campbell. Don’t be shy.” she teased, keeping her distance as she waited for Lincoln to attack.

“is that a threat, johnson?” lincoln inquired, eyes fairly blazed at being challenged, looking down at daisy. his hands, covered in black inner boxing gloves, rested on his hips. lincoln grinned crookedly, lunging forward as she spoke, wrapping his arms around her body as they stumbled together across the room into a wall. he slammed his knee into her stomach and then butted his forehead into her face. “how’s that for shy?”

“Oh, it’s on, Sparky.” Bobbi replied before attacking. She made a move to kick his side but just before it made contact she went to sweep his leg out from under him instead.

“you’re all talk,” lincoln retorted before hands instinctively moved to protect his side. a failed attempt seeing as seconds later he was laying on the mat. “not fair, that’s cheating,” he mumbled, a hand clutching his shoulder. using a move daisy taught him, his leg tangled with bobbi’s, bringing her down to the mat only to straddle each side of her waist. “now see, i like to be on top.”

“really? jesus—i guess i’d fuck bobbi. i mean, we know each other pretty well, i don’t think it could go bad. i don’t know. would marry daisy, because, well, it’s daisy. and kill alex? alex wouldn’t be too hyped about it, but she’d agree with me: killing is better than fucking.”

Jessica made a face. “Sobriety blows,” she murmured. “Tried it once, didn’t care for it. How long you been recovering?”

“C’mon, Campbell, we both know I’m kick your ass.” Bobbi told him with a smirk, it’d been a while since she’d sparred with anyone as she’d been busy in the lab for the past weeks.

“all we know is that you think you can kick my ass,” lincoln taunted, a scruffy smirk appearing on his face. “if you’re so sure, then prove it,” he added, raising his arms, waiting for her first move.

Alex shakes his head, sweat dripping from his forehead. But he persists, lifting his fists back up. “Probably not, wasn’t ready for the past 6 times either, but lets go for this. I’d like to win just once.”

lincoln’s hands, covered in black boxing gloves, tapped together a couple times. the smirk in his lips widening at the other’s exhaustion. “come on, we’re just getting it started. that’s my boy! now try to hit me this time.” he grinned, throwing a jab forward.

alex could only WATCH as the male rambled on. “if i can take on JOHNSON then i’m pretty sure that i can take you on,” the deo agent chuckled. “are you just going talk or are we actually going to spar, pikachu?”

“Okay, so first things first – where do I get a goddamn drink in this city?”