Yoho Yoho A Pirate's Life for Me (hero)

[Draco Malfoy]

Emerald pulled her blonde waves into a ponytail, switching the hair from hand to hand as she wrapped the rubber band around her thick tresses. The room around her smelled of sweat and rubber as she chalked up her palms and feet before wrapping them in thin white bandages. Not that she was injured, the bandages were to protect her knuckles when she punched. She wore a black sports bra and dark grey shorts. Her feet were bare as they moved across the matt. 

Emmy was in a training facility for those above reaping age. In District 1, the population liked to stay as physically fit. There was the occasional fat person or very skinny person but they were usually excluded from social gatherings and such because they didnt keep up with everyone else. 

The trainer called up someone new to the little circle on the matt. He seemed to be new anyway, Emmy had certainly never met him. The goal of the game was to spar and take points for touching one's own weapon to another's skin until a goal of 5 points was reached or one of them stepped out of the circle. As the trainer blew the whistle to begin, she unsheathed her dagger from the strap on her thigh and twirled it between her fingers before gripping the handle in a more stable position. She smirked and began to advance. This was going to be a piece of cake. 

[Hero]

James walked up to the gym where he always trained. His green eyes held a noticeable shine to them. He stepped through the gym doors, taking in the familiar sights around him. He went to the lockers and started changing out of his jeans and throwing on basketball shorts and leaving his shirt off. He powered and wrapped his hands and made his way over to his usual punching bag when his friend, who happened to be a trainer, came over to him and asked if he would spar off today.

Realizing that he could use the improvement, he reluctantly agreed. When he asked who he would be going against, his friend pointing to a smaller blond girl nearby. Moments later, he was stepping up onto the mat and coming face to face with this girl. "So I don't think I've seen you here before. What's your name darlin'?"

He tightened his grip on his mini-sword and quickly stepped out of the way as she made a jab at him. "Quick little thing, now huh?" He quickly countered with a jab towards her, hoping he could land one.

[Draco Malfoy]

Emerald and the guy sparred with each other. She wasn't exactly going easy on him, just testing the waters to see where he was strong and where he was weak. Using a dagger as a weapon, she had to be in close combat, meaning she had to step inside his reach to land a blow. He was big, muscular but that meant that she was smaller and lighter. By the way he moved and the stockiness of his stance, he was bow legged. He sort of lumbered from side to side with each step, not that he could control it but she could definitely play that to her advantage.

As they sparred, she noticed little things too. His hair was a soft golden colour, and his is, which were probably normally green, shone like whiskey in the warm lighting of the gym. His body language, and his comments earlier told her that he was flirtatious. Oh she loved a ladies man, so easy to manipulate.

At one point as they fought, their blades had crossed and stalled, hilt to hilt, in a stand off. The blades vibrated with the tension, making her almost lose her grip but she recovered by placing her second hand at the base of the hilt. Their faces were rather close with the crossed blades in between them. She smiled then, breaking the look of concentration from her face. "Im Emerald."

Emmy broke the tension by arcing her blade in a failed attempt to disarm him. She retreated back a few steps then feigning a jab to the left side, his non dominate side. She stepped inside his reach and brought her mouth dangerously close to his. She acted as if she were to kiss him but stopped short less than an inch away. She tilted the blade upward then, pressing the tip into the bottom of his chin. A small drop of blood slid down the blade.

Emmy smiled. "Gotchya."

[Hero]

He felt the heat of her breath on him as she brought him in to tap him. When she did, he stepped back and raised a hand to his chin. "Good one, but you'll have to do better than that." He quickly threw a jab out to her, barely nicking her arm, but good enough to call it.

He noticed the small crowd gathering around the two of them. He also noticed her. When they were at least less than an inch apart, he saw the determined look in her eyes. He saw the way her body moved almost effortlessly around the circle. Now he had to find her weakness, as she had his.

HE quickly met her gaze once again. "James. Now what's a little thing like you doin' here?"

[Draco Malfoy]

Emerald stepped forward again, into his reach. This was both good and bad, it left her vulnerable but it also gave her the opportunity to land a blow of her own. She retreated again when she felt his blade slice into her arm. She glanced down at her arm, taking her eyes off her opponent but quickly ducked down and sliced at his leg. She missed but was able to elbow him on the outside of his right thigh. The position gave her a good view of his abdomen as well as other areas before she jumped back to her feet. Again she was inside his reach, where the blade would have to point towards himself in order to strike her. This time she stalled. They were 1 and 1, and still had up to 8 more points to make up. She shouldnt be stalling but she found herself closer than she had anticipated. The tension between them had began to rise and she found herself caught up in more than a simple spar. She swallowed as her face began to turn pink and her breathing, which was already coming out laboured, seemed to stop. She cleared her throat. "Please I practically live her."

Emmy stepped forward again, even closer before glancing the knife by his ribs and stepping back out of reach. The trainer called the score.

[Hero]

He smirked slightly at their rather compromising positions and smiling when he heard a whistle come from the crowd. And he still had 8 points between the two of them before either of them could call it a game, unless they agreed to a draw. And honestly, he wanted to get out of there. It was getting stuffy and he wanted to see just a little bit more of this girl.

"Then how come I haven't seen you around, Emerald?" He laughed lightly as he dragged her name out a bit. And now it had helped him that she was feeling the same way he was. A simple spar and now these two were going at I like a married couple.

He took quick steps and got around her, putting another jab into her side. "I think I'd remember seeing a girl like you around a place like this."

[Draco Malfoy]

Emerald felt her forehead scrunch in a scowl. The score was now 2-2 and neither were winning nor loosing. Every time he got a point, she got a point and vise versa. Now they were still sparring and it was obviously a close match. She was still searching for a weakness, His legs would work, but he was quick. He was agile. He knew how to mess with a girls head, but she knew how to mess with a guys. "Maybe you weren't paying attention. Seems you do that a lot."

Emmy jabbed at his ribs to drive the point home, the trainer called the score, 2-3. She wanted to finish this and get out of here. She didnt like being in the training center in the first place. She'd much rather by in a gymnastics gym, where she could feel like she was flying. She did a backhand spring to avoid the sword before righting herself. She stepped forward and slide the blade underneath the hilt and lifted in a wide arc above her head. The rules were to get to 5 but that changed if the opponent was disarmed.

(whether he's disarmed or not is up to you)