ST:END205 | "New Me, New You Part 1"

Brie's hair plastered the side of her face as she dodged a successive series of jabs from her opponent.

"Christ Briella, you are... quick," Amy exclaimed as she regained a defensive stance after her failed attack, just in time to block a kick Brie had aimed at her head.

"Ay Amy, no blasfemes!" Brie countered as she brought her leg back and threw some shots at Amy.

"Mi spiace..." Amy winced as Brie's repeated punches started to send pain down her arms from having to block them, and managed to dodge the last shot before her defence broke entirely.

"Want a break?" Brie asked in Spanish.

"No... no... I'm fine," Amelia replied in her native Italian, though it was unconvincing and it made Brie chuckle.

"Hey, guess what," she said, circling Amy.

"Get in trouble again?" Amy cautiously asked, trying to size Brie up for a takedown.

"Hey no!" Brie rolled her eyes and saw Amy's eyes drop, so she snapped a kick up.

"Then... what?" Amy said, leaning back just in time to see the kick whistle past her face, and leapt in to grab Brie's waist, trying to rotate her to the ground.

Brie swayed and was looking like she was going to crash to the ground, but managed to retain her balance and plant herself firmly on the floor, letting Amy expend her energy. "I'm taking responsibility,"

Amy laughed and tried to suplex Brie. Brie was taken by surprise and went crashing to the ground. "I don't believe it," Amy said, attempting to place Brie in a submission hold.

"Believe it," Brie said, squirming to break out of Amy's hold. "I'm running MACO training aboard the Scharnhorst,"

"Captain Blue-Nimitz? What's her name..."

"Trellian,"

"Oh yes, I met her the other day,"

Brie finally managed to escape Amy's grip, already weakened by the blows Brie had dealt her earlier. "You think I could do it?" she asked, as she rolled and stood up again, taking a defensive position.

"MACO Training?" Amy said, also climbing to her feet. "I would hope so,"

"No..." Brie took an easy swipe at Amy, who chuckled. "Leading a class,"

"Why not? You do it here,"

"Only for people I know... and it's a small class of a handful of people. It's chill,"

"Ohhhhh! Is Briella scared of people?" Amy jested.

"No," Brie stated, frowning and taking another punch at Amy who managed to block it.

"I'm kidding Briella, I think you'll be a great instructor,"

"I don't know, I don't think I'm cut out for this. I saw the opportunity and my mouth ran before my brain could process it,"

Amy lowered her arms slightly. "I've yet to see a problem that you couldn't solve,"

Brie saw her opportunity and lunged at Amy, placing her in a submission hold and taking her down to the ground. "Thanks Amy,"

Amy tapped out.