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yeah, all right, i'm new here. please send your welcome wagon baskets of cookies to my room. i'm hungry.

( but that wasn't the reason he was putting himself out there now. he didn't really want to talk to this lot but seems like that was gonna have to be something he does.

so, he's making it happen. )

what i'm gettin from this place is that i can't go back to where i was, this place is in fuckin' space and those are actual fuckin' stars out there, and you lot like to get fucked up drunk sometimes.

( yes, he'd seen that post of yours, newton. seen it and he was going to remember it for the rest of his life. )

so, since you lot are so ready to offer up advice, i got two things:

one, where can i get a fuckin' good drink?
two, where can i punch the shit out of something? or someone. volunteers? i'm definitely taking volunteers. come on, everyone's so helpful here, right?

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Yeah. Spent a lot of time in space, actually.

[To the point that it's almost normal to her now. Of course all of the different customs on each planet were hard to get used to.]

But we've been going to planets pretty often, hardly any time has been spent up here.

Guess that makes you some sort of expert, then.

( he rubs his hands together and then down on his pants before he rolls his shoulders. )

You've been here long? Anything interesting been happenin? No alien probes, I hope. Can't get with that.

I wouldn’t go that far.

[But she’s definitely had some experience by this point.]

About three months now, almost four. Interesting? Yes. Probing? No.

Some of us were transforming into monsters on the first mission. So, that was fun…

Monsters?

( billy drops his hands down to see if she's fucking with him but she really doesn't seem like she's fucking with him. )

Huh. What the fuck kind of monster did you turn into, then? Anything cool?

Thankfully some of the orbers found a cure before it got to that point. I honestly have no idea what would've happened if they hadn't...

[Daisy runs her fingers through her hair, pushing it out of her face.]

Anyway, hopefully the next mission is less intense.

Crossing my fingers.

( there's some sarcasm in the words before he shrugs. )

Or maybe it won't be and I'll get a little trial by fire. That might be fun too, seeing what this place is all about.

Something tells me that won't be an issue.

[Daisy brings her hands up finally, figuring they should get this show on the road.]

Any rules I should know about?

Don't kill me.

( not that he thinks that's going to happen but might as well say it, get it out there. who knows, she could trip him and he falls and hits his head just right to cause a brain injury. )

You do that, I'm gonna come back from the fuckin' dead and haunt you. And I ain't a good ghost.

[...]

That's a good rule.

[Was he being serious? It seemed like he was being serious.]

Have you had experience being a ghost before?

[Daisy asks as she starts to circle the mat, waiting to see if he'll make the first move.]

Nah. No one's managed to kill me yet. Kinda like a cockroach that way.

( he smirks in her direction, circling with her, not making the first move just yet. )

Why, you been a ghost?

Came close a few times, but--

[Daisy trails off with a shrug before quickly moving forward, bringing her hand forward to throw a punch at his face. What? He's the one who wanted this, surely he was fast enough to block it...?]

( oh ho ho. he manages to move just enough that it's a glancing blow and then he steps in and tries to drive his knee up into her gut for that one.

nice one. almost got him. )

[Daisy's quick to bring her hands up to block the knee, but she does stumble back a bit from the force he put behind it.

Laughing breathlessly, Daisy steps forward again with a roundhouse kick. Aiming for whatever part of his body she can reach.]

( he never much liked people that just kicked at him. he's more of a brawler, if he's serious, so seeing her foot coming at him, he tries to cover up but it still staggers him and he steps out of her reach. )

Not bad.

( he moves back in quickly enough, trying to use his longer reach to grab at her and bodily toss her over his hip. )

Thanks.

[She barely gets the word out before she's on the ground, the wind knocked out of her. McCoy had told her to take it easy, but did she listen to him?

Obviously not.

She lays there longer than she would've normally, trying to catch her breath.]

Ooh, that look like it hurt.

( billy doesn't approach her, giving her time to recover before he chuckles. )

Might wanna get some ice for that later, yeah?

[Jaw going tight when he laughs, Daisy gets back to her feet quickly after that.]

I'm fine.

[Bringing her hands back, Daisy quickly moves forward to throw another punch at his face.]

( he manages to block that punch though it jars his arm and he uses his free hand to drive his other fist down into her belly hard to enough to jar her or at least knock the wind out of her. )

[Daisy doubles over for a brief second because, yes, that definitely knocked the wind out of her.

Okay. Now she's pissed.

Since she's already doubled over, Daisy crouches down and brings her arm through his leg and drives through with her shoulder to try and knock him off of his feet.]

( oh ho ho. billy's not usually one to give people a break in order to recover but he'd done just that for her and he'd paid for it.

he grunts when her shoulder connects with his stomach and he hits the ground, groaning. but, he doesn't stay still for long because he doesn't want her getting that advantage. he gets back onto his knees and lunges at her himself, throwing his weight at her legs to take her down too. )

[When he lunges at her, Daisy makes a grab for his arm as she lands on her back. She's quick to wrap one leg around his neck to try and push his head down, and puts her other leg over his chest in an attempt to lock his arm in an arm bar.]

( oh, he's not going to let that happen, if he can help it. she gets his arm but he gets his feet back underneath him so he's not flat on his back. with one arm locked, he shoves his other in between her leg and his neck so she can't choke him out and just keeps moving.

she's strong but he's bigger and he's not going to let her break his goddamn arm if he can help it. )

[Daisy's intention isn't to break his arm, just to get him to tap out. She doesn't expect him to be able to worm his other arm through her leg though. Not wanting to actually cause damage, Daisy lets go of his arm and tries to roll back and away from him.]

You okay?

[It's a habit of hers, to check in. Even if he's knocked the wind out of her!]

Never better.

( he coughs a few times and rubs at his neck before he gets back to his feet, shaking his arms out. )

Would you have really broken me arm if I let you?

What? No.

[Has he never just sparred before?]

I figured you'd either tap out or do--

[Daisy gestures towards his hands.]

That.

[She could break his arm, but he hasn't given her a reason to.]

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