Log:A Swing and a Miss

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A Swing and a Miss
Characters  •   Morrison Lester  •  Sky Bloomquist  •
Location  •  The Gym
Factions  •   Lester Family  •  Bloomquist Family  •
Date  •  2019-08-08
Summary  •  Morrison goes to the gym to blow off some steam after the encounter at Rotary Park. Eventually, his temper gets the better of him. That poor door.

Sunday evening and Morrison comes into the gym. He makes his way directly into the locker room and comes out, wrapping his hands, shaking out his shoulders. The gym is the sort of boxing gym that barely stays afloat due to the members who can manage their dues. The pipes are leaky, the place is dingy, but there's heavy bags, speed bags, exercise equipment, free weights, and of course, a ring, and that smell of staleness and sweat.

He pulls himself up into the ring and pulls his gloves on, banging them together and then asking, "Who's up?" He looks around, waiting to see if anyone wants to get into the ring and spar. A couple of those familiar with him glance at each other and seem disinclined to take him up on it. One large guy gives a nod and says, "Sure, Lester."

Walking into the gym, Detective Sky Bloomquist arrives in some more casual clothes, very clearly off-duty. Though His eyes shift up to look at Morrison who seems to be hungry for someone to beat up, Sky is already wrapping up his hands. He wears some long gym shorts and a tank top, clearly athletic. He's already moving to see how this seems to go when a big guy seems to step up to the plate.

"I'm on deck." 
A few faces look at Sky, and some of them recognize him. But then relax when they realize he's probably not going to investigate the place. 
Seems Morrison will have two opponents today. Maybe he'll use the big guy to help him look strong.

Morrison glances at the big guy, and then over at Sky, and then nods his head, apparently willing to take whoever wants to go. But the big guy looks over at the Detective and suddenly seems -- a little nervous? Maybe a lot nervous. "Actually, I'll sit this one out," he says, and makes a show of going over to get his phone and checking it. Must be something /very/ important going on over there, and perhaps a little bit suspicious. Morrison shrugs and turns his attention back toward Sky then and says, "You up?"

Whether Sky has a history with this guy or if this guy simply has something that he definitely doesn't want Sky to find, doesn't much matter at the moment. Sky is just getting in some good practice and some good workout. "Looks like it." and he hops into the ring after getting gloved up. He does a little bounce on his heels before he leans forward slightly, one leg two feet in front of the other, and his hands covering his head and ready to fight. He's angled a little low.

"Lemme know when your ready." he says with a small smirk touching his face. Confidence.

Morrison looks Sky over as he gets in the ring and nods his head once, seeming fine with that. He drops into his own practiced stance. Some of that tension that was in him when he came in is still there, but doesn't seem to have stiffened him up any. Wasn't he /just/ training Amy to focus when pissed off the night before? He takes in a deep breath and then says, "Ready." He starts to move them, not far, just settling his weight lightly on his feet, ready to move, assessing the other man's confidence and his stance.

ROLL: Sky rolls Brawn+1 for: [1]: x3 (Set) [2]: x1 [5]: x1 -- Match Value: 3 (Raw: 1 2 5 1 1 -- d8)

ROLL: Morrison rolls finesse+1 for: [1]: x2 (Pair) [5]: x1 [7]: x2 (Pair) -- Match Value: 2 (Raw: 1 1 7 7 5 -- d8)

Sky starts to come towards Morrison, and he seems to sway, constantly shifting his feet to try and keep Morrison guessing, then after a moment of silence, he unleashes a haymaker towards Morrison's ribs in a solid hook motion, and his gloved fist finds excellent contact! But Sky doesn't pursue it, knowing that Morrison is probably an aggressive fighter. He looks scary.

And Morrison /is/ an aggressive fighter, but he's also a controlled fighter, unless it's a full moon, and since it isn't, he only snarls when he lets that shot catch him in the ribs, not blocking it in time. Too distracted, and it's clear that he's irritated with himself, but he nods. Fair shot, good shot. He quickly moves on his feet, gearing up to take his own shot at the detective.

ROLL: Morrison rolls brawn+1 for: [1]: x2 (Pair) [2]: x1 [4]: x1 [5]: x1 -- Match Value: 1 (Raw: 1 2 4 1 5 -- d6)

ROLL: Sky rolls finesse+1 for: [1]: x1 [2]: x1 [3]: x1 [7]: x2 (Pair) -- Match Value: 1 (Raw: 2 1 7 7 3 -- d8)

Sky watches as Morirson comes on in, taking a shot at him but Sky gets his hands up in time just - barely - and manages to stop the hit, though his feet actually slide on the mat just a little bit because he perhaps underestimated the power behind that strike. But now Sky is going for the moneymaker, swinging an uppercut at Morrison's chin! (which is probably legendary. He looks like he can take more than a few good hits. Like Rocky).

ROLL: Sky rolls Brawn+1 for: [2]: x3 (Set) [6]: x1 [8]: x1 -- Match Value: 3 (Raw: 2 6 8 2 2 -- d8)

ROLL: Morrison rolls finesse+1 for: [1]: x1 [2]: x2 (Pair) [4]: x1 [5]: x1 -- Match Value: 1 (Raw: 2 2 5 1 4 -- d8)

Yeah, Morrison is angry, and he's off his game. As much control as he has, something's definitely bothering him, and trying to take it out in the ring may have been a mistake. His blow doesn't land like it should, and there's a kind of snarl that comes from him, just before Sky comes around and connects his fist with his chin, hard, sending Morrison reeling back a few steps, a truly feral flash in his eyes for a moment.

ROLL: Morrison rolls brawn+1 for: [1]: x1 [3]: x1 [4]: x1 [5]: x1 [6]: x1 -- Match Value: 0 (Raw: 1 6 5 4 3 -- d6)

ROLL: Sky rolls finesse+1 for: [1]: x1 [2]: x1 [5]: x2 (Pair) [6]: x1 -- Match Value: 1 (Raw: 2 5 1 6 5 -- d8)

Sky sees that strike fly out after the snarl and he ducks under the hit, this time priming up a true haymaker...a straight right that flies towards Morrison's face, trying to just outright clock him. Though the swing makes Sky's ribcage and side completely exposed if Morrison can manage a counterattack upon a possible dodge.

ROLL: Sky rolls brawn+1 for: [1]: x1 [2]: x1 [3]: x1 [7]: x1 [8]: x1 -- Match Value: 0 (Raw: 7 3 1 2 8 -- d8)

ROLL: Morrison rolls finesse+1 for: [4]: x3 (Set) [5]: x2 (Pair) -- Match Value: 4 (Raw: 4 4 4 5 5 -- d8)

His strike goes wide in his frustration and Morrison is quick to dodge out of the way of another shot to his face, lightly dodging back, regaining some of the bounce in his step, the control over his movements. It's a smooth dodge clearly out of the way, then he lunges in again to take a shot at Sky's exposed ribcage, attempting to take advantage of that opening.

ROLL: Morrison rolls brawn+1 for: [1]: x1 [2]: x1 [3]: x1 [4]: x1 [5]: x1 -- Match Value: 0 (Raw: 5 1 2 3 4 -- d6)

ROLL: Sky rolls finesse+1 for: [2]: x1 [3]: x1 [8]: x3 (Set) -- Match Value: 3 (Raw: 8 8 2 8 3 -- d8)

Somehow, Sky manages to torque and twist his body in a way that the shot at his ribcage is blocked by the gloves, and Sky keeps his eyes on Morrison. "Not bad." He compliments before he backs up a bit to readjust. Though he does seem to bob and weave, more than a few of the guys at this particular gym are glued to what they're seeing. Regardless, Sky moves in for a hook to the side of Morrison's head...or attempts to, anyway.

ROLL: Sky rolls Brawn+1 for: [1]: x1 [2]: x1 [4]: x1 [5]: x1 [7]: x1 -- Match Value: 0 (Raw: 7 2 5 4 1 -- d8)

ROLL: Morrison rolls finesse+1 for: [3]: x2 (Pair) [4]: x2 (Pair) [7]: x1 -- Match Value: 2 (Raw: 4 7 3 4 3 -- d8)

Morrison backs up as well, giving a nod in response to the compliment, and rolls one shoulder, before neatly dodging the swing that comes at his head, trying to avoid another blow like the one that clocked him good earlier. It's clear that he is taking Sky seriously as a well-matched opponent, not underestimating him. He may be pissed off right now, and not on his best game, but that doesn't mean he's going to get cocky. He takes a moment to circle a bit before coming in to try another body shot.

ROLL: Morrison rolls brawn+1 for: [1]: x2 (Pair) [3]: x1 [5]: x1 [6]: x1 -- Match Value: 1 (Raw: 3 1 1 5 6 -- d6)

ROLL: Sky rolls Finesse+1 for: [1]: x1 [4]: x2 (Pair) [5]: x2 (Pair) -- Match Value: 2 (Raw: 4 5 1 4 5 -- d8)

Sky manages to block the body-shot again, his arms coming low and leaving his head exposed. But not allowing Morrison any time to follow up (or so he thinks), Sky attempts to simply jab Morrison right in the stomach himself! Snap-jab style. Its fast, but it lacks power.

ROLL: Sky rolls Brawn+1 for: [2]: x1 [4]: x2 (Pair) [7]: x2 (Pair) -- Match Value: 2 (Raw: 2 7 4 7 4 -- d8)

ROLL: Morrison rolls finesse+1 for: [1]: x1 [2]: x1 [6]: x1 [7]: x2 (Pair) -- Match Value: 1 (Raw: 7 1 6 7 2 -- d8)

And while that jab may have lacked power, it connects, faster than Morrison is able to react, and he takes another hit. It doesn't send him reeling back like the crack to his jaw did, but it does draw a little growl from him, the frustration clearly showing. He pulls back a bit again to regroup before coming in for another shot, but it's clear at this point that Sky's got him a bit outmatched.

ROLL: Morrison rolls brawn+1 for: [1]: x2 (Pair) [2]: x1 [5]: x1 [6]: x1 -- Match Value: 1 (Raw: 6 5 2 1 1 -- d6)

ROLL: Sky rolls Finesse+1 for: [1]: x1 [2]: x1 [6]: x1 [8]: x2 (Pair) -- Match Value: 1 (Raw: 6 2 1 8 8 -- d8)

Sky manages to just - barely - dodge the strike, and whether sky actually outclasses Morrison is in question. But, Sky isn't worrying about that right now. He's just trying to find his opening. and to do that...he tries an old trick. He looks like he's coming at Morrison with a left hook, but before it gets too close, he pulls that arm back and lets fly a straight haymaker again for the face! Though Sky's luck with hitting Morrison there is about 1 - 4, Morrison's favor.

ROLL: Sky rolls brawn+1 for: [1]: x2 (Pair) [4]: x1 [6]: x1 [8]: x1 -- Match Value: 1 (Raw: 1 1 8 4 6 -- d8)

ROLL: Morrison rolls finesse+1 for: [1]: x1 [3]: x1 [5]: x1 [7]: x2 (Pair) -- Match Value: 1 (Raw: 7 3 7 5 1 -- d8)

And that favor continues as he leans back just out of reach of the blow, which comes /very/ close to connecting, but not quite. He isn't in the best position for a swing, but the punch toward his face does give him a lower opening, and so he goes for it with a dogged tirelessness fueled by whatever brought him to the gym earlier. Morrison takes another swing at Sky, moving in closer.

ROLL: Morrison rolls brawn+1 for: [1]: x2 (Pair) [2]: x1 [3]: x1 [5]: x1 -- Match Value: 1 (Raw: 1 2 1 5 3 -- d6)

ROLL: Sky rolls finesse+1 for: [1]: x1 [3]: x2 (Pair) [4]: x1 [7]: x1 -- Match Value: 1 (Raw: 3 3 1 4 7 -- d8)

Another swing, another miss. Another strike, another dodge. These guys were just too good for the ring apparently! Though Sky takes a few steps back, he just starts coming AFTER Morrison, aiming a wild strike at Morrison's chin.

ROLL: Sky rolls brawn+1 for: [1]: x1 [2]: x1 [7]: x1 [8]: x2 (Pair) -- Match Value: 1 (Raw: 7 2 8 8 1 -- d8)

ROLL: Morrison rolls finesse+1 for: [1]: x1 [2]: x1 [3]: x1 [6]: x1 [7]: x1 -- Match Value: 0 (Raw: 7 3 1 6 2 -- d8)

And he is rewarded by catching Morrison off guard with that sudden lunge, catching him in the jaw /again/. And while it doesn't send him reeling like the first one, it does illicit a loud growl of frustration, and that's it. Morrison /snaps/ and loses that famous Lester temper. Fortunately he doesn't take it out on /Sky/. Instead he tears his gloves off and hurls them across the room, "For FUCK'S SAKE," he snaps. And then he vaults right over the ropes and heads for the door. He doesn't even bother to go to the locker room for his clothes. When he grabs the door he wrenches it so hard that it actually comes off its hinge slightly, and doesn't close all the way behind him. Someone will need to put a shoulder into it to straighten it out.

Sky catches him with that hit, and even though it didn't knock Morrison out (not by a mile), he watches the behemoth of boxing muscle storm out and leap over the ropes like he was some kind of superhero. He takes a breath, and he too takes off his gloves, if but so he could put them on the ground while he got out in a much more calm manner. Before he leaves the gym, he looks around at everyone. "Behave yourselves."

He gets a few nervous and scared nods. Man, the rep you get as a detective. But he soon makes his way out via a different door thatn Morrison...in case they run into each other.