1164/Back Into it

**Starlock has posed:**
     One of the training suits were active, and inside, Starlock had her battle mask in place, and stave in hand, staring down a set of drone targets that where following one of the programed AI's that had been loaded and stored in the consol.

      Starlock would spin her stave in her hand, the top half-active and alive with electricity, said electricity splashing onto the ground as she spun it, as if it where liquid. She'd then charge at the drones, aiming to at least hit one of them with the end of the stave.

**Tap-Out has posed:**
    Tap-Out leans against the wall, watching Starlock spar with the drones. "Very nice!" he calls out from the sidelines. "Your staffwork is amazing. Both stylish and effective. I could learn a few things just watching you," he compliments sincerely. "Where'd you get your staff?" He straightens up slightly, watching Starlock fight with a critical optic.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Once her stave had hit home, she'd use the force she had to kick herself a number of feet away from the drone, pressing the button on her stave and quickly slipping it into one of the clasp hoisters on her belt, before drawing the hilts of her dual blades form the same belt, pressing the buttons to ignite the energon colors blades.

      Glancing back, before focusing once more on the drones, though it was apparent she didn't think too much of them. "It's a stun stave that I modified... Fairly the drones also pale in comparison to a training partner that does not follow an easy to follow AI." She'd chuckle, however she'd start running in a half-circle around the drone she'd hit, the electricity lingering as it moves into a singular point, mainly the center of were she struck, it forming the vague outline of a star.

      "Make great target practice though!" She'd shout as she charged the drone, her pede booster activation for only a moment to help her gain speed before turning off, and she went brought her arms arms up and drown in a inclined slash with both blades.

**Tap-Out has posed:**
    Tap-Out chuckles. "Well, if you ever want a training partner, I'd be happy to help. I could use some non-lethal sparring to get back on my feet. I've been kind of slacking since my release. I'm afraid I've lost my edge!" Tap-Out laughs pleasantly, continuing to watch Starlock's moves with genuine appreciation. His optics glow pleasantly as he studies her moves.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock moves with high the speed, using her small size to her advantage, while being rather dexterus, indicating that she was capable of pulling off rather skilled movement tactics. She'd once more use the force of her attack to kick herself back to bounce away form the drone where it couldn't hit her.

      She'd look over to Tap out and nodded, moving to the console and resetting the field with the drones off to the side, before moving to take her place. "I will warn I'm not exactly a.. easy? Opponent." She was a little proud about that fact, but nodded, watching tap out and thinking. "I'll allow you to make the first move if you wish."

**Tap-Out has posed:**
    Tap-Out nods and a smile flashes across his silver face. "It's OK," he grins. "I like a challenge." He drops into an easy combat stance, continuing to study Starlock's movements . After a moment of stillness, he explodes into sudden action, crescent-kicking athletically to Starlock's position before blasting into a frenzy of feints and jabs. His style is broad and showy, as if playing to an invisible audience.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock's flicked upward as soon as she saw him moved, and started moving quickly to move out of range of his attacks, as if dancing. "As do I, and even though I'm not meant for combat, I do need to be skillful enough with what I have, if I am to protect my patients." She'd explain, opticing over Tap-out as she moved, he was definitely smaller than what she was used to dealing with.

      "So, you'll have to forgive me for being a bit, aggressive!" She'd growl, pulling one of her blade hilts forward, and igniting the blade to cut at exposed wiring.

**Tap-Out has posed:**
    Tap-Out moves to block the blade with the palm of his hand, but he's too out of practice and slow and winds up only diverting the blade into the armor of his upper left thigh. Grunting in pain, Tap-Out strikes at the hilt of the blade itself, trying injure Starlock's hand and force her to drop the weapon before she can withdraw and use it to strike at him again. "I, too, can be a little aggressive when necessary," he responds cheerfully.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock flinched and would indeed drop the blade, she noticeably didn't react as painful as a forged medic should of, when their terribly sensitive hands would be struck. She'd quickly recover, and grab the blade back up though, and put out the blade, slapping the hilt back into place on her belt as she quickly zipped away with the assist of her pede boosters and pulled a set of twin pistols from the hoisters on her belt, spinning them on her fingers for a moment as she took aim, and opened fire as she sped around the room.

      "Good to know!" She would smirk behind that mask of hers.

**Tap-Out has posed:**
    Tap-Out is blasted backwards by the pistols as he raises his round wrist bucklers to shield his face. "Nice recovery," he compliments. "You're accurate and fast. You'd do well in an arena," he laughs, although his mirth sounds a bit forced and hollow. He watches Starlock speed around the room a moment before pulling one of the tires off his shoulders and flinging it at her. He immediately runs left to dodge any incoming counterfire.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock would be smacked by the tire, sparks and small chips of armor go flying as she ends up rolling with it, that clearly hurt her and she'd let out a hiss of pain, but while rolling, she'd use the momentum to transform into her alt-mode, and take aim at Tap-out with her canon.

      "Perhaps, but I rather use my skills to protect others." she'd retort as she started speeding around the training ground attempting to get a clear shot on tap-out.

**Tap-Out has posed:**
    Tap-Out is hit with the cannon and a brief flash of murderous anger darkens his face. Just as quickly, however, it's replaced with a forced smile. "I heartily approve," he grins. "I worked a bodyguard before my abduction. I guess I wasn't too good at it, though!" he laughs over the fate of his dead friend. "It might be all I'm good at is fighting for fighting's sake," he admits.

    Tap-Out transforms into his speeder mode and accelerates towards Starlock quickly before transforming again and attempting to leap on top of her, slamming both fists down in the process.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock was struck, and there is another surge of electricity and sparks from her wound as she attempts to get away from tap-out, transforming back into her bot mode, the wound manifesting on one of her legs where there is noticeable damage and sparking, and she'd venting heavily.

      "You are not at fault for what happened." She'd state through a pained vent through her denta, thinking carefully now that she'd placed a crack in the other bots armor, she'd then glance down to the vital monitor read out on her left arm, flicking the panel up as her energon levels where down in dangerous red levels.

      She'd take a more protective stance and disengage the lock on her auxiliary tanks hose, and inject the needle at the end of the nozzle into one of her fuel lines. "You where a victim like I was when I was captured." She'd explain, her optics darting around as she thought. "....I guess the question is, do you /want/ to fight, only for fightings sake?"

**Tap-Out has posed:**
    Tap-Out frowns, unhappy to talk about things he himself brought up. "No," he says quietly. "I'd rather not fight at all, to be honest. It's just something I'm good at." He doesn't ask what Starlock went though, obviously stuck between needing to talk and not yet ready to. "Heads up!" he warns, pulling another tire off his left wrist and flinging it at Starlock while she refuels.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock was once more struck by the tires, some simulated energon going flying from the damage created, Tap-out can probably hear the panic alarm from Starlock's read out monitor, she'd get herself back up, venting heavily, and starts quickly attending to the wound.

      "Just because you are good at it, does not mean it is the only thing you can do." She'd retort, watching him carefully, taking note that she needed to recalibrate her systems before that made her patch-job moot.

**Tap-Out has posed:**
    Tap-Out sees Starlock try to recuperate and rushes forward, trying not to give her even a moment's break to recover. Halfway to her he transforms, rocking unsteadily and sending up sparks as he accelerates with two missing tires. "Well," he jokes, "I'd take up holopainting, but I'm not sure I have the optic for it!"

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock, seeing him speeding forward, rolls out of the way of his attack and chuckles. "Don't say that, you're fighting a hobby-artist." She'd smirk. She'd then take a moment to attend to the sparking wires in her leg, that was inhibiting her mobility.

**Tap-Out has posed:**
    Tap-Out speeds by Starlock as she attempts to recalibrate. At the last moment he transforms, reaching out to grab her and try to slam her to the ground. "Maybe you can offer me some tips there as well!" he laughs.

**Starlock has posed:**
     With the damage to her legs repaired she is back and quickly moving out of the way, by waiting till Tap-out was close enough and grabbed his pauldrons and lifted herself over him and used his back as a launching pad to launch herself into the air, and spun her pistols, firing at him.

      "Hey, I'd be down!" She'd laugh. "Harmonexian after all."

**Tap-Out has posed:**
    Tap-Out laughs as Starlock uses him as a springboard to get away. He does a quick roll, dodging the blast and pulling off one of his few remaining tires to fling at her. "I'll hold you to that!" he promises with a cheery chuckle.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock is struck right in the chassis and Energon comes leaking from her battle mask, sliding back even as she coughs up energon, her vital monitor screaming about the fact her life was in-danger. However, panting and heaving, she'd glance around and aimed her pistols once more and fired, she wasn't going to back down!

      "I look forward too it." She'd smile, she'd open fire once more with her pistols.

**Tap-Out has posed:**
    Tap-Out is nailed again by Starlock's Dual Starburst attack. He's driven back, nearly falling to his knees. He uses the low stance, however, as a springboard, leaping towards Starlock and trying to close the distance and knock her back. "You know, you're tougher than you look!" he compliments. "Not many people last this long in the ring with me - especially not medics," he grins.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock quickly moved back, running backwards, continuing to fire. "Thaats the point!" She'd state, clearly panicking, but trying to hold it together as she let out a laugh. "I can hit Blast off of all meches after all." She'd pant.

      "Doing good too, not often i end up sparing with another mini-bot." Her mask would still be off and he could see she was grin.

**Tap-Out has posed:**
    Tap-Out is visibly getting tired, both from being out of practice and frankly not used to having to work this hard to defeat an enemy. Against tanks and larger opponents he can use his small size to his advantage - against a smaller, faster foe he's starting to slow. Chasing her, Tap-Out pounces again, grinning. "Mini-bot power for the win!" he laughs.

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock lets out a chuckle. "We can stop soon if necessary." She'd pant. "I hope this is proving a good work out also." She'd smile, but then she yelps as she's pinned, she would chuckle though, and give something of a grin.

      "Also.. I play dirty." She'd smile, and lifting one of her legs up in a bid to kick him off, if she was successful, she'd roll back onto her pedes, watching him carefully.

**Tap-Out has posed:**
    Tap-Out chuckles. "Likewise. If you need a break..." He twists away from the kick and raises up to try to slam a showy forearm into Starlock's chest before she can wriggle away. "Win or lose, you're definitely giving me a workout, and I appreciate it - I really needed to get out of my head today."

**Starlock has posed:**
     Seeing an opportunity Starlock rolled out of the way and got back onto her pedes, despite having missed her kick the first time and started running around the field once more, she was leaking (simulated) energon from her wounds as she opened fire on ihm. "Maybe worth it here soon!" She'd grin.

      "Happy to help, sometimes we just need a distraction, I know I need it some days." She'd then look down at her vital monitor which was blaring loudly about both her health and fuel levels and she comes to a stop panting. "Alright.. I think you win that round by sheer power alone." She'd chuckle tiredly. "I concede."

**Tap-Out has posed:**
    Tap-Out frowned to himself as she got away, readying to take a risk and throw his last tire at her. He smiles in surprise, however, as she concedes. Striding quickly across to her, he holds out his hand. "Great fight!" he enthuses. "Just what I needed." He shakes his head. "I was almost down for the count myself. Want to get a drink sometime? I could probably use the company. I haven't been very social of late..."

**Starlock has posed:**
     Starlock would smile at him, as the training suit started undoing the damage done to her. She'd take a vent. "long as we don't claim it a date." She'd grin, pointing up. "I've had to kick Repugnus for that stuff." She'd laugh, pushing herself up, crossing her arms.

      "I'm also free to spar any time you need, I... Want to get stronger to be able to protect others, so I'm always willing to look to improve myself, or make myself more useful to those around me." She'd nod. "Like my stave, actually meant to help my larger teammates hit those I can easily hit." she'd explain.

**Tap-Out has posed:**
Tap-Out grins. "Definitely not a date. Just some company would be nice." He thanks her again, and then heads out to recharge.

**Starlock has posed:**
     "That.. would be nice." Starlock gave a smile and gave a two finger salute as she watched him back out, and would place her hands on her hip platting, thinking to herself, before giving a nod. She was definitely going to try and stick around for him.. Though. She would look over at the drones, and debated with herself, before shaking her helm and also started for the exit.