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►i think you made a mistake◄

Who: Allie A

driven & Isaac

algidity
Where: Stiles' dungeon (The game room)
When: November 20th
Rating:PG 13
Summary: It had honestly been a joke, but then Allison was challenging him and he couldn't really say no.
The Story:

[ When he got to the game room, he was almost surprised not to see Stiles in there too, either Allison kicked him out or he was with Derek... Isaac was willing to be the latter. Blue eyes flicker down the challenger in question as he leans against the door frame. He's not sure what to think, he'd nearly killed her in the closet, he was sure he would have if Scott hadn't stopped him. ]

You know I can't actually turn the werewolf thing off, right?

[ There's a grin on his face as he speaks and he doesn't look all that scared, despite the fact that he knows Allison can probably kick his ass, they've gone toe to toe before. The first time she wasn't expecting him, and the second time he wasn't expecting her, her arrow, or her knives. Sorry, Chinese Ring daggers. He'd thought being on Scott's side meant the same side as her and he was sure as shit wrong. As long as she didn't have anything sharp and metallic. ]

Really, that's a bit werewolf insensitive.

[ He steps in but still stays close to the door, even after he closes it and flicks the lock. Last thing he needs is Derek running in and thinking Allison was trying to murder him... Or vice versa with Scott. Been there, done that, and it was terrifying. He thought Scott was gonna murder him or something when it had happened. Eyebrows raise playfully as he continues. ]

Like - uh - me telling you to turn your dimples off, you can't.

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[ allison just smiles at him a little when gets inside, closing the door behind him as she walks around to the spot she cleared in the middle of the room. it's now a large open space, with the chairs and couch and whatever else pushed back against the walls. in the middle is just the carpet, and allison walks over to stand there, having taken her shoes off. ]

Maybe, but you can hold it back.

[ she crosses her arms over her chest a little at his grin, her eyebrows raised. maybe it was just a joke, but allison did want to prove something to him, just like she'd tried with scott. she was more trained, more experienced, so maybe it'd go better. hopefully. when he goes on about the werewolf insensitivity she just ends up rolling her eyes. ]

If you're scared we don't have to do this.

I'm not scared! I'm just - [ Scared. The last time he got into a fight with her she stabbed him with the intent to kill him. The point she had to prove to Scott wasn't needed, he'd noticed she could take care of her self. Especially after that night when she'd helped get Cora and Boyd in the school. ] You're not - uh - you don't have your daggers right?

[ Scott thought she needed someone to protect her and to baby her. Isaac understood that she was strong. It'd be terrifying if she were a werewolf. Challenging her had been a joke for the most part - but if she were weaponless, they were on more equal footing, right?

He runs a hand through his hair before deciding to commit, shrugging off his coat and tossing it on one of the pieces of furniture pressed to the walls. An arched eyebrow raises as his gaze drops to her feet before he moves to take his boots and socks off, mostly in fear of stepping on her toes. ]

I'm not scared. C'mon.

[ When he's barefoot he steps closer to her. ]

Scared.

[ she's grinning at him as she waits for him to commit one way or the other. with how their last time went, she should probably feel a little more hesitation about bringing this up, but allison felt good. comfortable. this is just going to be a simple little match where she proved to him how she doesn't need her daggers. not necessarily.

but then he asks about them, and she laughs, rolling her eyes a little before she pats down the sides of her leggings. ]

I've got nowhere to hide them, but no. I don't have them. [ and when he does finally start taking off his jacket and his shoes, she relaxes her stance, pulls her feet to shoulder-width apart. she looks relaxed, and she uncrosses her arms from over her chest when he steps in closer to her, her grin growing a little. ] Ready?

[ she waits for his responds before she moves, reaching forward to grab his arm and to tuck her foot into the back of his knee. if it goes well, he should just drop. ]

[ He rolls baby blues at the taunting - he was, a little, he trusts her not to hurt him, but in the end it was kind of scary going against someone practiced. He's got no real fighting skills other than what Derek's taught him, and that? That wasn't much, it had been more reflex training.

He's still new to it all, being a werewolf. And unlike Scott it isn't coming naturally to him - the only thing he'd managed to figure out easily was an anchor. ] ... What you really mean is you wouldn't use them on me again - right?

[ But then she's asking if he's ready and he nods. ]

Yeah - [ And drop he does with an "oof" noise, his free hand coming out to keep him from completely faceplanting the floor. Obviously not expecting to be taken down so quickly but silently thankful it was in a less violent way. ] or not...

No, I wouldn't. Not unless I had to.

[ there's a brief glimpse in the back of her head of scott at the motel, that look in his eyes. there was a difference between needing to and wanting to and that was one of the last things she ever wanted to do.

but she had to be honest with him, and with how unpredictable their lives are, she has to make sure he knows that. that's when she takes him down and that's when he lands just nearly on his face and she laughs a little, reaching down to help him back up. ]

Sorry, habit.

Oooh, habit. Right.

[ That is definitely sarcasm in his voice. ]

I just hope you never have to use sharp objects on me again.

[ ~~#OneDirectionLaugh.mp3~~

He rolls over to look at her with a playful smile before reaching up to take her hand but his fingers slide up past her hand to wrap around her wrist and then -- did he promise not to use his werewolf strength? Well, he's using it in an attempt to yank her down too. If he ends up with a knee in the stomach, it was worth it. ]

Yes, habit.

[ she'll meet sarcasm with a smile, honest, because it is. but it also means that she's a little not at all focusing on her balance when she laughs and leans down to help him up. ]

You and me both. [ and that laugh is the only reason he's able to jerk her down, strength or no. she falls, her knee going directly into his gut to stop her fall, as she gasps a little at being caught off-guard. ]

Not fair.

[ His body curls up against the knee out of reflex before he relaxes against the floor letting his head hit it with a thunk. ]

Maybe I don't fight fair.

[ The smile on his face is far too cheeky for someone who got slammed to the ground in one move, but it proved his point, all it takes is a little surprise, and he can play that game too. So for now? He just grins up at her. ]

That makes us even, right?

I'm starting to get that idea.

[ and maybe, for just good measure, she's going to push her weight into her knee to get her balance back up. ]

That depends on what even means. I thought I was teaching you.

[ His mouth is open to reply most likely something snarky but instead he lets out a rather unflattering noise and winces. ]

You're teaching me? I thought you were proving that you can take care of yourself or something.

[ He lets out a startled laugh. ]

Are you teaching me?

I'm teaching you that I can hold my own against you. And hoping that maybe you pick up a thing or two for events that you don't get your werewolf powers.

[ but then she'll stand, and dust off the front of her shorts, and not reaching down to help him up this time. ]

Are you learning anything?

You could say that.

[ A grin finds it's way onto his face as he watches her, his gaze starting low and trailing up her. After he seems to be done admiring the view he moves to get to his feet. ]

If I wanted to hurt you I could though -- I wouldn't be holding back.

[ She's hurt him before, he's hurt her before, it seems to be just who is feeling more ruthless at the time. ]

[ you know that whole getting to your feet thing? nope. allison's going to reach out and push you right down again just because she might have caught you looking. try being more subtle. ]

And if I wanted to hurt you I'd have a little more than just a practice mat.

[ they're on even ground in that way- the potential to harm, without the need to. ]

[ Who says he wants to be subtle? He falls back surprised by the shove. When Isaac looks back up at her he doesn't try to get to his feet again, instead he shifts so he's sitting. ]

No, you'd have the arsenal in your room.

[ With those words, his next movements are fast, he moves so he can lunge up at her, hands pushing him off the ground, wanting to catch her off guard. ]

Exactly. So you can calm down.

[ and maybe she's a little too focused on the look she's giving him to notice him preparing for a lunge, because she doesn't catch it and therefore when he starts moving, she's not nearly fast enough to react.

so when he lunges for her, she'll back up but not enough to get out of his reaching, crying out a little in laughter when he grabs onto her and pulls her back down to the floor. ]

I am calm.

[ He can't help but smile at her and it's far too smug. He all but attaches to her like a barnacle -- if she's not gonna let him get up, then he's not gonna let her. ]

We have fought before y'know. A couple times. First I shoved you and you shoved me, then you stabbed me with knives and shot me with arrows. Lots of arrows [ It was only one. ] Then I cut you in the closet with my claws.

You know what I mean.

[ oh my god isaac let go. even if she's totally laughing right now, trying to peel him off her. ]

Did it happen in that order? I can't remember.

[ Eventually he relinquishes his grasp on her. ]

Good to know maiming me isn't something to stay in your memory.

[ So there might be a slight bite to that sarcasm there, especially with the added eyebrow raise. He continues on, not giving her a chance to defend herself against it. Moody little shit. ]

Are you going to prove you can take care of yourself some more, or what?

[ and she is going to stand right up and dust herself off a bit the moment she has the time, looking back at him, still laughing. ]

More like I'm pretty sure there was more. [ she notices the bite but doesn't comment on it, both hands on her hips. ]

I don't know, did I make my point?

[ Isaac stands as well, he doesn't bother to dust himself off. ]

No. You knocked me to the floor a couple of times. I'm not convinced.

[ False bravado, but then again, he couldn't really run with his tail between his legs could he? ]

[ oh okay then. allison just looks at him, eyebrows raised. ]

Alright, then let's go again. [ she resets her feet, lifting her arms into a semi-boxer like stance. ]

[ The look she gives him causes the male to swallow hard, it's like she said, she doesn't have her daggers and if she wanted to hurt him she could. But her stance causes him to look a bit skeptical, does she expect him to start swinging at her? ]

Alright. [ He makes no move to attack though, instead he stares at her, blue eyes dancing over her frame in thought. ]

[ she expects something, and when he doesn't move, she ends up relaxing a little - her arms dropping. ]

Do you want to start? [ of course she knows as soon as she lets her guard down he's going to lash out, use his speed to counter her. she just has to be ready. ]

[ An arched eyebrow raises with the slightest hint of judgement. ] So you can knock me on the ground again the moment I step closer? [ Isaac grins at her and shrugs a shoulder. ]

Nah, you can start first. [ Ladies first after all. He feels if she makes the first move, he might be able to counter it, might be able to turn it against her. Especially since she's unarmed. ]

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