Creed laughed as she narrowly avoided getting hit. "Oh love, you're going to have to do better than *ducks a blow to the head* that. You have the speed and *backflips away as her opponent smashes her weapon into the floor, cracking it in places* and the power, but you lack grace. Your movements are choppy, jerking, not fluid at all. You must learn to dance with your opponent, else *Creed hastily blocks a crushing strike from above, her arms forced down against her head. She winces before twisting her body, wrapping her legs around the staff and her opponents arm before grappling her head and drawing a line across her throat with a marker before jumping backwards off of her* you will be beaten". Lily Sun sighed, glaring slightly at Creed before relaxing some and walking towards the shower room. "Lily, follow my instructions tomorrow if you wish to win, rather than die. And bring comfortable shoes!". Creed waited until she had closed the bathroom door to check her arms. A pair of angry red welts showed where Lily had hit her arms, though the bruising was also a good indicator. If she were anyone else, she would have been down on the floor crying from the pain. The sound of her hands pushing her panties aside and rubbing furiously showed how little she was like everyone else. Pain was a good thing, not just as a warning that something was wrong with her body, but also because she got a sexual thrill from it. Gods above, what a thrill. Lily was strong. She had nearly cracked her arms with that hit, she thought absently as she finished. Gods, that felt good. Time to clean up...
The next day Creed was waiting for Lily, not with a weapon, but with a music player. "What is that?". "That, my ever so strong friend, is a scroll with speakers hooked up to it". Lily sighed. "Why?". "Because instead of you swinging away like your aiming for a stroke, we are instead going to dance. You may choose the songs, but we will be dancing, not fighting". Lily looked down at the scroll, then back up to Creed again. "You have got to be kidding me". "Nope. You swing to break bones, but you do so with little finesse, only speed and power. With some grace and agility could hit more than you miss. *a pause as Creed smirks* Look at it this way, you only have to dance wth me every once in a while and you get to hit Corbin more often".
Elsewhere in the school at that moment, Corbin involuntarily twitched, drawing his twins gaze. "Problem?". Corbin shuddered and looked around. "I don't know how or why, but I think that Creed is going to get me hurt very soon". After a moment of silence, Lucius sipped his coffee. "I'll say something nice at your funeral".
"Alright Creed. I'll...dance... but I still want to hit Corbin later". Creed smiled. Sure she had just thrown one of her best friends under the proverbial bus, but at least she got to dance with a beautiful blonde. He would understand. Creed held the scroll out to Lily. "Pick what ever song you like love". Lily took a moment to decide before pressing play. A loud dance club remix began to play. Surprised for a moment, Creed shrugged and began to sway to the music. It soon became apparent however that Lily had not chosen what she really wanted. When Creed called her out on it, Lily at first tried to defend her choice, though after a moment gave in, admitting to choosing a song she thought Creed would like. "This isn't about me love. This is about you. Until you learn to be more graceful you won't get any better as a fighter, and the fastest way to become more graceful is to dance and learn to flow to music. Music YOU want to hear". Lily rolled her eyes and picked the scroll back up. She took more time to make her decision, and when she choose a metal version of classical music began to play. Creed laughed and smiled as Lily tried to dance again. It was still apparent that she didn't dance often, but this time at least she could see her begin to flow with the music. It was still halting, as though she were being guided rather than actually dancing, but it was because of lack of experience this time, not lack of a sense of rythem. Creed began dancing closer, and closer, to Lily. Soon she was mere inches from her, well inside her personal space. Lily looked down at her, slightly annoyed at the intrusion, when the beat changed and slowed, Creed immediately slowing down with it. Lily was quick as well, though she did end up coming into contact with Creed. "Relax love. Don't move. Flow. Feel the rythem, and dance to it". Lily rolled her eyes but tried to do as Creed instructed. Only a few songs later Creed called their dance to a stop. "Why?", asked Lily. "I'm not even tired and we haven't done anything more rigourous than dance". Creed smiled and poked Lily's leg. The muscle inside jumped, flinching away. "Because dance uses different muscles. While you are well conditioned to run, jump, and beat the utter crap out of Corbin, you're not used to dancing. Take the night off, drink some water, and tomorrow we'll dance before we spar so that you can get used to it. You may not see immediate results, but Corbin will feel them as you become more limber and graceful... not to mention more flexible" Creed laughed. Lily rolled her eyes again but conceeded. A little more ease of motion and greater agility would come in handy. "Alright Creed. We'll add... dance... to the exercise".
*Somewhere in Vale* Lucius walked into the crematorium. An old man, likely the funeral director he had spoken to over his scroll looked up. "Yes?". Lucius nodded to him. "I called to arrange a cremation sometime in the next week...".