16788/Alleycats

Alleycats
Date of Scene:	05 January 2024
Location:	Grant's Gym - Amusement Mile
Synopsis:	Selina stops by Grant's gym and spars with Wildcat.
Cast of Characters:	Ted Grant, Selina Kyle

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Ted Grant has posed:
The snow forecast for Gotham turned to rain. Elsewhere, that'd be a good thing. In Gotham the rain slashed with savage fury. Grant's Gym was almost deserted. A couple of semi-pros were sparring. A muscle mommy was doing squat lifts. Ted had sent the trainers home, before the weather got real.y bad!

We find the old boxer sitting behind the front desk, reading, what were they called, a newspaper.

Selina Kyle has posed:
A low rumble of an engine outside, a flash of headlights across the window, then silence. A few moments later the door opens and a woman clad in black bike leathers and full-face helmet steps inside. There's a gym bag slung across her back.

The helmet comes off with a practiced, graceful move and she tousles short, black hair with her free hand. "I'm looking to get a workout in tonight, if you accept strays. I'll be happy to pay a floor fee, with a bonus if you've got a place where a girl can change."

Ted Grant has posed:
Ted Grant sets the newspaper aside. He definitely needs both eyes on this and both hands because you never know. "'Evening. I'm Ted, the owner. I don't see no girl but a woman can get changed over there. Don't worry about the fee. I'm hoping you'll buy a membership. Try anything out that strikes yer fancy." For the record the flirting look is set at 10% of maximum. A woman like this deserves it. "We got towels in there, dry yerself off. It's a filthy night to ride a bike. I'll run yours into the garage if ya want. A bike in the rain is just sad."

Selina Kyle has posed:
Selina Kyle turns her green eyes on Ted and flashes a 1000 watt smile in return. She recognizes him, of course, him being a famous boxer and all. "Well thanks very much, Ted. Especially about the bike. I'm Selina, and we'll do up the membership form later. You keep a nice, clean place." And with that, she heads for the locker room. Returning a few minutes later, Selina is wearing black yoga pants and a matching sports bra. Both ankles are wrapped and she's finishing the wrapping on her wrists.

Ted Grant has posed:
Ted Grant decides if he ever meets the man who invented yoga pants he'll kiss him. He's shaking off a little water from his head and hanging up a poncho.

"That's a fine bike you got there. I ride an Indian Scout, myself. Anyway, I wiped 'er down for ya. No charge." Of course a woman's bike is a 'her.' "So what can I interest you in tonight? You looking to spar?" He notes the flat stomach and abs, the sleek yet defined muscles.

Selina Kyle has posed:
Selina Kyle looks up at him... there's no other way to do it... when he returns, and she smiles wryly. Tucking in the ace on her wrist, she rolls her neck around a little. "Well I'm definitely not in your weight class, if you're talking about boxing. Let me get loose and maybe a little MMA?"

Rolling one arm in a circle, then the other, she does a lazy, effortless cartwheel followed by another. Staying up on her hands, she 'walks' lightly about 30 feet before kipping-up back to her feet.

Ted Grant has posed:
Ted Grant suddenly twig. Selina Kyle, socialite, philanthropist and a bit of a wild child. The cartwheel and hand walking raises his eyebrows. Yes both. Feeling a little urge to compete himself he walks over to the heavy bag and begins delivering a totally undeserved beat down on it. This is despite a hand lettered sign reading, "Ted, go easy, this is the fourth fucking bag this year!"

The two boxers finished their sparring for now and try to split their attention between Ted's demonstration and Selina's. Selina wins after a bit.

"I do mixed martial arts too Ms. Kyle. I'd be glad to give you a workout."

Selina Kyle has posed:
Selina Kyle lifts a brow when he uses her last name, but the smile returns... a bit coyly. She also watches him punish the heavy bag. "And -that- is why I don't box with someone outside my weight class. Especially someone whose hands are twice as big as mine."

Of course Batman is also a big guy, and she fought with him regularly. But that was with claws and a whip.

"You wanna use the ring or mats? I'm good either way, but the ropes might give me something else to work with."

Ted Grant has posed:
Ted Grant stops his pounding and grabs some light gloves for himself. "The ring honors tradition and you might need a little advantage." He winks at her. He vaults into the ring and makes the boxers scat. "Shoo, go home to your wives. Grown ups talking!" They indeed shoo. Ted twists his neck a little until there is a pop. Old injury. "You can throw me some heat and I'll just block." The muscle mommy gives Ted a withering stare, mouths 'Get him' to Selina and goes off to change as the rain doubles down.

Yes, it was a dark and stormy night!

Selina Kyle has posed:
Selina Kyle chuckles at that, watching him vault lightly into the ring. "You move pretty good for an old guy." she quips, finding a pair of light gloves and slipping them on. The muscle mommy gets a grin and a wink along the way. Selina ducks smoothly between the ropes herself, bouncing lightly on her feet a few times to test the surface.

"Don't go easy on me, just because I'm a girl." she offers, settling into a casual fighting stance.

That's all the warning Ted gets, before Selina -attacks-. She leads with a sweep-kick to the face, then pivots to deliver a rapid series of punches. Fingers are curled back in a pseudo-open hand, and she's striking critical areas... solar plexus, shoulder joints, even around to the kidney.

Ted Grant has posed:
Ted Grant acks and begins blocking. Don't go easy? Hah. He figured he'd just be catching her little powder puff punches. The punches are full strength and quite credible. He is treated to the sight of the glorious machine that is the human body, trying to fuck him up.

"Use yer legs! Girls need ta use their legs. Ya got noodle arms." Well compared to him most men have noodle arms." With that caveat he begins throwing punches in return, regaining the ground he lost and honestly trying to keep Selina in front of him.

Wait. Who else did he tell to use her legs? Maybe a shot to the head will knock that memory loose. It is more a testament to Selina's determined attack than Ted's lack of skill that as he ponders, he leaves himself open for a kick. Or is he?

Selina Kyle has posed:
Selina Kyle starts to move when Ted shifts his stance. His first real punch is -dodged- with a half-turn. She uses the momentum to pivot -inside-, sweeping a long leg up in a surprising display of flexibility and strength aimed at the side of his head.

"Who's got noodle arms?" she quips back, and after the kick she's definitely close enough to pepper his abs with a few punches. Once more, she knows -just- where to strike, and even with Ted's legendary physique and endurance he'll feel something.

This definitely isn't her first rodeo. After getting inside, she does a backflip to put some distance between them again.

Ted Grant has posed:
Ted Grant expected a kick to the torso. Not his head.That does hurt and produce a trickle of blood from his mouth. The ab pounding is felt. Ted shakes of the slight stun, wipes at his mouth and then he's done playing. Backflip? Oh for...

"Oh for... okay kitty, we gonna keep play or really get down with this?" It's been a few years. She put on height, weight and curves requiring a warning sign if they were a road.He has her made now. He charges in.

Selina Kyle has posed:
Selina Kyle is good, even better than he remembers now that he recognizes Catwoman's fighting style. But Ted has strength, speed and reach. Yeah, she'd really like her whip and claws right about now.

She blocks the first punch, dodges the second, and is mid-air into a vault when his third punch drives the breath from her belly. She lands, rolls, and comes up with one arm around her side.

"Ding-Ding!" she calls out, panting. And grinning. "Well played, Mr. Grant."

Ted Grant has posed:
Ted Grant really didn't think that punch was going to land! Worse it was full force. This is why he doesn't spar with women! He goes over to her and side hugs her, planting a kiss on her temple. "Let me check your ribs. The ring doctor is in. Put that hand down girl." His voice is both gruff and gentle. More gentle than usual. Maybe Clara is mellowing him. No offense to Clara but HAH! He tries touching the side of Selina's torso gently.

Selina Kyle has posed:
Selina Kyle is definitely winded, but she lowers her arm and returns the one-armed hug. "Nothing's broken." she declares, and she would know. Definitely. "Can't say I haven't been hit harder, but that was with a baseball bat." She winces a little at his touch, but she's got her breath back again. "So what's the verdict, Dr. Wildcat?" she asks. "How about we take a little break?" Yeah, the cat's out of the bag, now. Literally. Good time to catch up.