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[Open] It's the eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight...

Asuka slumped against the wall just beyond the sensoriums outer door with a groan. Her legs hurt. Her arms hurt. Places she didn't know existed hurt. Part of her was asking why the hell she had ever agreed to let that crazy woman teach her martial arts. There had been running. Lots of running. She remembered it quite clearly. Supposedly to build her cardiovascular endurance or something. There had been drills, endlessly repeated movements, over and over again. She'd been tossed around, bruised, battered, and if she looked as tired as she felt, she couldn't look that good. She shook her head, pushing sweat-slick hair out of her eyes and pushed back to her feet, muscles screaming in protest.

She should quit, part of her murmured, give up. And then the other part of her screamed that thought down and kicked it to the curb. She was not going to give up, she was not going to quite. She would get better. She would be better then Luly. She would be the best pilot and hand-to-hand fighter on this ship or she would die trying. If she wasn't, she would be nothing, after all. She had a new drive, a new purpose, a new cause. She wasn't going to quit.

Which didn't mean she wasn't going to complain, of course, but that was just how Asuka operated. She headed for her new room (and the real showers). She needed one right about now.

Of course, she was also looking horribly shaky and she paused to lean against a wall until her legs stopped hurting quite so much. She grumbled under her breath as she tried to massage out a cramp.

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Jean-Paul marched his way through the halls. For the most part, he had done an excellent job of dodging the mistletoe. He didn't want to deal with this. Not now. Not ever.

As he did, he stopped and noticed Asuka in pain. He let out a snort.

"Pathetic." He said. Let her react, he didn't care.

Asuka glanced up. The crazy guy in the mask, with the gauntlets. She glared at him, wishing she were feeling better, wishing she weren't showing off the pain she was in. Instead she just pushed herself off of the wall, turning to walk away.

"...fuck off!"

"What's wrong? Can't take pain?" Jean-Paul said. "Feh, you all are all the same..."

"I can take pain fine! I just hate annoying idiots!" Asuka rolled her eyes, turning back with a wince.

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Kelly had been on the way to the Precint. She'd stored her armor there. But she liked to check up on it. Her room didn't have the facilities, or the space to effectively store it after all. Specially when John was using most of the space for his armor and things. She understood feeling naked outside the thing, but really.

Seeing the girl leaning against a wall and massaging out a cramp, she walked over and leaned down a little. "Got a cramp?"

Asuka looked up at the taller woman with surprise. She'd seen Kelly around once or twice, but they'd never spoken. She did her best to straighten up, wincing slightly, "It's nothing. I just need to get back to my room and take a shower..."

Catching the wince, it was all the Spartan could do to keep from pushing the girl down into a sitting position again. Really, people should know their limits. "You should work that cramp out first. No sense injuring yourself. C'mon I'll help you. Sit down."

Asuka blinked and shook her head, "No, it's fine! I'm fine! Really. I don't need help."

Ah, pride. It goeth before the fall.

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The look that Kelly gave her very clearly said 'Either you sit down willingly or I will knock your unconscious.' Or something to that effect at least. She wasn't about to let this young girl injure herself any further. But still, she could understand the need to protect her pride.

"You'll pull something if you don't work the cramp out. Now sit down and let me help. You won't be any help to the crew if you hurt yourself."

Asuka had received similar looks before, so after another moment of her wounded pride trying to force her common sense out of the picture, she reluctantly folded her arms and sat down, back against the wall with a grumble, "I don't need help..."

She didn't think she did, anyway. At least, she shouldn't. She should be able to do everything without relying on others.

Kelly ignored the girl's protests and knelt down next to her. "See? That wasn't so hard, was it?" Her slim hands reached out to gently proge the girl's leg around the area she'd been massaging. Her grip was strong, but gentle at the same time. Firmly making sure that the girl wouldn't try to move before she was better.

"Where is the cramping? Here?" She squeezed one spot just slightly.

Asuka glared at some point on the far wall. She didn't need this help, she didn't need-

She hissed in pain, trying to draw her leg back as Kelly's fingers squeezed down, "Hey! Watch it!"

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Well, she knew about pride. Independence. Not relying on anyone. But really this girl was taking it a bit far. Even the Spartans, each one a super soldier in their own right, functioned better as a team. Time enough for the girl to learn that though.

When she hissed, Kelly's fingures instantly loosened, but she didn't let her draw her leg back, keeping a firm hand under her calf. "Sorry. You mind straightening your leg for me?"

"Yeah, yeah... of course I can!"

She tried straightening the leg and managed it with another slight wince and a grimace, pain shooting up her leg, "Ow... ow."

Of course, it hurt worse. She held it there, stubbornly, gritting her teeth through the pain. She wasn't going to give up now. Even if it did hurt. A lot.

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The Spartan frowned and gently began to massage the problem area. This girl had pushed herself far too hard to be cramping so badly. "It's going to hurt for awhile. But hang in there."

Her muscles were tensing. That wasn't good. If she'd tried to walk any more she probably would have pulled something. Still frowning she continued massaging, rubbing a litte to warm and relax the muscles.

"It's just pain!" Asuka snapped through gritted teeth, watching Kelly's fingers massage her aching muscles. Honestly, it was her fault (partially) and partially Luly's fault. Pain was a good teacher. She grumped, still glaring. She hated feeling like she needed someone's help. At least she had the excuse of being forced into it this time.

She couldn't help a small smile. Those words, it brought her back to that day in the mountains of Reach. When John had asked if she wanted him to be the rabbit. "Of course."

Her fingers continued to work deftly over the skin, massaging and rubbing to help the girl relax. "Let me know when it starts to feel better."

Admittedly, her leg wasn't hurting nearly as badly. The sharp pain of the cramp began fading into the dull soreness of exercised muscle. She groaned faintly, wiggling her toes and stretching her leg out a bit more, "...it's getting better now."

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Kelly didn't let up the massaging. If she she could get the girl to relax completely, then the ache would go away. At least for awhile. It would probably hit her pretty hard tomorrow though. What had she been doing to over exert herself so badly?

"How's the other leg?"

Asuka rolled her eyes, even if her leg did feel better. She rotated her ankle a few times with a shrug, "It's fine. Really. I just need to go back to my room and shower."

She just shrugged it off. She was used to dealing with people like this. She was friends with Lafiel after all. When the girl asserted that she was fine, the Spartan nodded. Pushing herself to her feet, she offered Asuka a hand up.

"I'll walk with you, if that's alright? Just to make sure you don't cramp up again."

"I don't need a babysitter, you know," Asuka retorted as she clambered to her feet again. Yep, still sore. She started walking, not bothering to see if Kelly was following her or not, "I'll be fine.

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"I'd just like to make sure you get there alright. Wouldn't do to have you falling over in another hallway, would it?" She smiled amiably, easily keeping pace with the girl. First off, Asuka wasn't that fast with her sore legs. And secondly, Kelly could keep up with pretty much anyone.

Not to mention she's much taller then Asuka. The young girl scowled, "I'm not going to collapse, so stop following me!"

She rounded on the older woman, jabbing an accusatory finger at her, "I can take care of myself!"

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She waved off the indignant demand airily.
Smiling still. "I'll see you to your room. It's no big deal. Crew mates should look out for one another."

Kelly just raised a brow when the finger poked her in the chest. Folding her arms, she just tilted her head and just stared down at the girl. Maybe she would get the ridiculousness of the situation. "I have no doubt about that. But I would prefer if you didn't fall over in a hallway."

Asuka snorted, hands on her hips, "I don't need help from any stupid crew."

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"Everyone needs help from time to time." She remarked blandly. This girl really was trying to be infuriating.

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