07-14-2018, 07:42 PM
(Anyone is free to post way before Carolina does! This is just an open sparring session for people to come an watch c : )
He knew that this was going to go. He knew that he was going to get his ass beat, but part of him didn't really think that was all that unusual. He should be used to this by now considering all the different fighters he had come across in the years. York had once told that he had been the worst fighter out of the six of them. Which wasn't exactly wrong considering that he was better with firing off his rifle than hand to hand combat. The one that was greatest when it came to being in close combat would be Carolina herself. Something that Washington never really had experience with and never had the ideas of sparring with the likes of Carolina when he had just been perceived as the rookie. That didn't mean that he wasn't capable of taking care of himself though. He was a Freelancer after all, and if he wasn't capable of doing such then he would have gotten kicked out of the program a long time ago. They were capable of adapting to all sorts of different problems that were given to them, and it was because of that they were considered a threat by most of those that existed in their world. One half of the world was worried about the Great War that was going on, while the other half was worried about what Project Freelancer was going to end up doing next. He didn't know that he was fighting on the wrong side at the time, until he had arrived in the Ascendants where he was allowed to look through the new memories that had been given him. The Freelancer didn't exactly enjoy being stuck in this place, but he was going to adapt to it.
Something the smilodon hadn't exactly been the best at doing it when it came to fighting because it felt so unnatural for someone that wasn't even a hand to hand combat specialist to work on. Washington needed to learn how to fight in his current body, and he didn't care how rough it would end up being to get better than he was. His entrance exam into the project had nearly killed him. He could take it even if those that would be watching would be concerned about his well being. Carolina had managed to basically take him out when she had first appeared attacking him with ease, but now that he had more of a footing and had been training for at least an hour a day to get used to his body, he felt like he would have a little bit of an advantage. Washington didn't have his armor though, as she had managed to take him out with his armor on the first time so he thought that it wouldn't be that big of a deal to have the armor on him anyway. The Freelancer had stopped near the waterfall that was in the territory. He was a little bit early, but he was anxious to know what was going to happen and what everyone else was going to think about it. He didn't plan on winning, although he would try, he would be more focused on getting his paw movements better. Not knowing exactly how powerful his paw movements actually were. The armored smilodon sat himself down in the summered sun, looking in the direction of the waterfall that was there. It was nice. Almost calming. The spray that was coming from it cooling his body since it was prone to overheating if he was working too much. His shortened tail flicked, and he let out a short sigh as he waited for his sparring partner. "speech"
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