872/The Rematch

The Rematch
Date of Scene:	30 March 2020
Location:	Iron Fist's Dojo
Synopsis:	Elektra and Danny square it off at the Iron Fist's Dojo. Ninjas come in and ruin the spar.
Cast of Characters:	Danny Rand, Elektra Natchios

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Danny Rand has posed:
Danny's Dojo wasn't necessarily a dojo where Danny would go and train people (which he sometimes did, depending on the reasons for the training), but also to serve as a home away from home. Yes, Danny is a bit too minimalist to spend all of his days in his penthouse, besides thats more for show anyway.

This dojo is Danny's real home, if someone were to ask him. In fact, he's even dressed in comfy clothing! He wears standard gi pants with a yellow sash across his waist, likely just finished doing some basic training. He sits in a meditative position, shirtless to be more in touch with what he would normally go through in K'un-lun.

Some moments ago, he had invited Elektra over to his dojo to learn more about her, for out of all the Defenders, he knew her the least. Innocent in its proposition, Danny now waits, centering his mind until her arrival.

Little did he know that there were other things afoot...

Elektra Natchios has posed:
Elektra took the invitation with some surprise, clearly not what she had expected. And perhaps an unwise thing to do, but Elektra is known to play with fire. And there's no fire that burns brighter than a sworn enemy of the Hand. Which, incidentally, she still belonged to. Though how bad could it go?

Turns out, very badly. It wasn't only Elektra that had decided to play with fire but some other members of the Hand had learned that one of their true enemies was in the city. Young yet blinded with the reputation that would come from killing Iron Fist they had decided to go on the hunt.

Though it was Elektra that arrived first, jeans and jacket, a bag over one shoulder. She looks about the quaint dojo and makes her way in. Because knocking isn't for Elektra. She slowly slides the doors open, glancing about.

Danny Rand has posed:
Probably the most dangerous fire she could play with at the moment, considering the eternal war between the Hand and K'un-lun's protector, the Iron Fist. But, Danny can feel Elektra's chi as she enters properly, and he stands up to look at her. "Hey there, good to see you Elektra."

Of course, if Danny's identity was ever in question, the mark of the dragon on his chest is all the proof she needed.

"Hey Elektra, how's it going? Welcome to my actual house. Sure its no penthouse, but it does what it needs to. Can I help you with your bag and jacket?" Danny offers in a gentlemanly way. Perhaps its naivety or its just him attempting to be nice.

Elektra Natchios has posed:
A sharp nod is given, Elektra's dark gaze staying on that tattoo for a few moments. Yes, definitely the Iron Fist. In truth she was still coming to terms about it, that the power of K'un-lun could be on this man. It was certainly unorthodox. But then again she wasn't that orthodox either. "Hello, Danny."

She slides the dojo door closed behind them, her eyes taking in the room. "Not worried about showing your house to me?" She asks in some amusement, "Or do you fully trust Matthew's judgement about my person, mmm?" her dark gaze studying Rand's features. She was still trying to figure out if he was as naive as he seemed or not. "But I am good enough."

A shake of her head is given to the offer. "I always take care of my gear. The warrior's way. And what have you been up to since last time we met?" she asks, pacing around the house slowly.

Danny Rand has posed:
Danny really is tht naive.

To the point that he seems largely unaware that the Hand was even coming for him. But, when Elektra denies that Danny help her with her things, he just nods and keeps his distance. "Sure thing. Can I offer you some tea? Its Oolong, I guess I don't know what kind you prefer."

He does chuckle though. "Matt wouldn't bring anybody into the group unless they had his full trust. So I don't see a reason why I shouldn't trust you, unless you give me one. Besides, you still owe me a kiss from last time." Danny flirts with her and teases her at the same time, but his smile suggests that he's joking.

"I haven't been up to much, truth be told. Helped Jess out with something the other day, but it had to do with a business thing, so it wasn't exactly a big deal. How about you?"

Elektra Natchios has posed:
"I would accept Oolong, of course." Elektra inclines her head at the offer, padding quietly across the floor, her shoes having already been left by the entrance in that respectful manner of someone that is visiting another's dojo. It does seem like she knows a few customs at least. But that probably isn't a surprise, considering how she was garbed last time.

"I will go change while you prepare the tea." Yet she can't help but chuckle as well, "Maybe Matthew is even more naive than you." her expression turning into an half-smirk at the mention of a kiss. She tsks.

"You never did beat me to deserve that one." She retorts, moving out of sight to an adjacent room to start changing, which is mostly just getting out of her jeans, jacket and top to be on her training gear underneath, tight pants and top. Then she speaks from the other room. "I can't imagine Jessica dealing with anything business-related. I am surprised." because really, her first time meeting her had been quite the experience.

Outside the group of shinobi is gathering. Not many, five of them, yet armed with the weapons of their trade. They begin moving in slowly, starting to surround the house.

Danny Rand has posed:
"Excellent." Danny seems quite happy about this, though he does move to prepare the tea. He smiles when Elektra suggests that he didn't beat her to deserve that one. "I had you on the ropes, didn't I?" He winks her direction. In the meantime, Danny puts on a slim-fitted tank top so that he wasn't shirtless the entire time. All the same, he begins preparing the tea more properly.

He doesn't seem to be aware of the shinobi gathering around his house. Though he replies to Elektra in the meantime. "Yeah, it surprised me too, you know. But then again, more than a few things surprised me during that little trip, like the faces that were there. I think we met a few suspicious characters to be sure."

Danny is pouring the tea into their respective cups and moves to the sparring circles, since he's well aware that they are probably going to be trading blows.

But then, he suddenly perks up like he just noticed, though its likely too late.

Elektra Natchios has posed:
Elektra lets out one of her light laughs, replying. "I am never on the ropes, darling." and with the preparations ready she begins making her way out of the changing room, light-stepped and barely a sound heard. So curiously mimicking the same type of steps the shinobi gathering about the place are doing. But then again, similar trainings do that to people. Yet this ninja appears to be on Rand's side..., for now!

"Suspicious characters?" It's in her tone that she perhaps finds it dubious Rand could notice out a suspicious type. Because, well, she is suspicious enough!

But then she notes that shift on Danny, the attentiveness, as if something had alerted me. Sharper senses than hers for she had yet to notice the oncoming shinobi. But she goes still, a glance about her.

The flickering shadows produced by the lighting inside the house seem to be playing tricks. Was there someone right outside the door just now? But it seems to fade just as quick as it appeared. There is a tenseness in the air, as if clearly danger was imminent.

Danny Rand has posed:
Danny chuckles. "Oh, I've been upgraded to darling? Soon enough I'll be at boyfriend." Danny is relentless with his flirtations, but banter is always fun, right? "But you were leaning on the ropes, so I guess there's a first time for everything, right?" He winks at her.

Thankfully, Danny's ears are very, very honed. But alas, when his attention shifts to the door. He keeps the tea cups where they are, but he moves to stand in front of the door, taking a deep breath.

He knows when the enemy is at the gate.

"Prepare yourself. We are about to have very unpleasant company." He enters a fighting stance, and prepares for the Hand to break through the lack of defenses in the building.

Danny does shout in K'un-lun though.

<<Retreat and I will spare you from violence! Enter, and no mercy shall be shown!>>

Elektra Natchios has posed:
Oh, if only Danny knew of the story between Elektra and Matthew! She was just about to reply to that banter but goes still, following Danny's gaze to the door, then around. Yes, something was different now. In the air? The stillness? Had she been careless on her way here?

She is already stepping back into the shadows though, towards her bag where she kept her weapons. Because you never leave home without those Sais, specially when visiting mortal enemies!

The first attack doesn't come from the door itself, but from the shadows, already a couple of shinobi having entered from a window, so quiet. Not exactly the ragtag band of faceless ninjas that are often so easy to defeat. They step forward through the floor, graceful, towards Danny, their katanas in an attack stance.

The door opens right then, one coming in, also wielding a katana. Clearly they weren't interested in K'un-lun's mercy!

Danny Rand has posed:
If only!

But he doesn't really pay attention to love lives. Instead, his attention is one the group of shinobi that SURROUND HIM. They appear to be the honorable sort, but nonetheless, Danny speaks again.

<<Very well. May we fight with honor.>> He gives a bow then to the Hand.

Respect your enemy, or they will easily overpower you, be it by force or by mind. Not to mention, if you respect your enemy, you know your enemey. If you know your enemy, then you have already won a thousand battles. Or such the wisdom of scholars recommends.

He takes a breath, but notices that none of them attack or notice Elektra. Either way, Danny swings a kick at the one who walked through the door, of course when his opponent is ready.

Another sign of naivette. But the battle is on!

Elektra Natchios has posed:
Respect is something that is mostly lost on the Hand, at least when their 'prize' is so close at ..., hand. They move in unison, a trained group, a sweep of a blade that misses Danny when he moves in for that kick and takes the first one squarely in the chest, throwing him back. He is silent though, not a sound of pain even if he does seem hurt, down to a knee.

The others continue their movements, aiming to kill, their eyes darkened and full of intent. The other attacker slides to one side, attempting to get Danny while he is still recovering from that kick, bringing the blade down in a chop.

It's at this time that Elektra comes out of that other room she was at, already engaged with a ninja, using her Sais to deflect the man's attack and pivoting back to the main room where the fight is going on.

"You didn't have to invite all your friends to play.." She says through gritted teeth, perhaps deflecting some of the guilt of having Hand ninjas here to the Iron Fist!

Danny Rand has posed:
Danny seems to be very aware of this, but thats what makes K'un-lun different than the Hand. They have honor...while the Hand have become mere shells of who they used to be. With all of that said, Danny seems very focused. His kick lands, and when he does put his feet back on the ground, a sword is coming in a downward stroke. Danny catches the blade in his palms, breaking it in two before attempting to knee the man in the stomach and reach to throw him at the other two ninjas who were coming up behind him.

"Nice of you to join the party." Danny says with a smile. But more than likely, the enemy won't stop to chat. They have a habit of not talking at all, actually.

Eventually, he's back to back with Elektra. "If we survive this, do I get that kiss?" Danny is insufferable.

Elektra Natchios has posed:
That first break on one of the ninja's concentration. A curse in japanese when their sword is broken. Still they are relentless and even without part of the blade they go for the kill, always seeking for those specific spots that spell doom if they are hit. There is fire on the ninja's gaze when he steps in to stab Danny, uncaring of their own safety but not a match to the higher speed on his enemy. The knee connects, that ufff which shows his breath just left him. And then he is flying through the air, towards the other two. A brief respite for them to recover from the ambush..

Elektra continues stepping back, arching backward as she flips back on her hands, legs in the air very much as she did while she was sparring with Danny when they met. It makes it so she dodges the sword attack coming her way. A legsweep that takes her assailant down to the ground and a stab through a shoulder. Merciless, but at least it wasn't a deadly blow. At least not yet.

"-If- we survive this? I am glad you think so highly of our winning chances.." a snort.

Danny Rand has posed:
"Yeah, well, gotta give you the way out, right?" Danny smiles at her. But all the same, Danny summons the chi to his hand, focusing on the other three enemies, Danny unleashes an Iron Fist Punch against them, the shockwave likely strong enough to knock them back out into the street or outright kill them.

Danny knows better than anyone that with the Hand? The only way to stop them is to end their life. They tend to be effectively immortal unless a certain method is followed anyhow, or so Danny's confrontations with them have displayed.

"So is that an acceptance?" Danny says with a smile over in Elektra's direction.