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How kind.

[ He'll put up a more interesting fight that way, and that's what they both need.

He's on time, ditching his jacket against the cold so he can more a little more clearly. He's loaded with knives. ]

I've got us space over here.

[Rip arrives a few moments after he does, dressed in her own version of 'fighting' clothes. Which, for her apparently was a dark suit, tie and a pale blue dress shirt. Rip looks more like she was going to a formal affair than a fight.

Then again, Rip was hardly a typical fighter. She nods slightly and follows after him to the space he found for them. Along the way she took stock of the various knives, counting what she could see and knowing there were probably plenty more she couldn't. That suited her fine. Rip wanted a little pain and she wanted to loose herself in the fight for a little while at least.]

Now, I do hope you are going to repay my kindness ozhervise, zhis vould be a terribly boring fight.

[She manages a small smile, but... it's lacking her usual energy.]

Shall ve begin?

[ Dominic intends to throw himself into this, to let the rhythm of the fight and the feel of the weapons drown out everything else.

He's pretty sure that that's what they both need.

So at the question he nods, and while the smart thing might be to force her to come to him, he draws a knife instead, not wanting to throw it in case she used it back at him, but using it as an extension of his own body as he gets close.

This is a friendly sort of spar, after all. ]

[Or as friendly as a spar between them can get given their need to loose themselves in some form of a fight. Rip relaxes as he nods and closes her eyes.

She can sense him drawing his knife and anticipating how he was going to use it. Throwing it would be giving her a weapon so..

The sound of footfalls reach her sensitive ears and she smiles faintly and prepares to move the moment he draws close enough.]

[ Dominic has learned a lot from sparring with Rafa, from training against him.

He's learned a lot from sparring with Rip too.

But while careful movements might draw out the fight, might help with her advantages, he also doesn't want to be able to think, so he continues to flow smoothly into the movement, knife outstretched to slash as if expecting her to be there, when he knows she won't be.

His other hand holds a knife, this one prepared to rebuff her response. ]

As his footfalls come closer, Rip can easily see what his intentions were. She dodges, he gets her with the other knife.. However, Rip has other ideas and tactics in mind.. Things that will stop her thinking or feeling as she allows herself to fall into that space where instincts take over.

She shifts ever so slightly so his first knife just barely slid past her and then moved a little more, allowing his second dagger to just barely miss which puts her in very close proximity to him.

Her hands dart out to grab him by the shirt and then just..Toss him like a rag doll across their space before instantly following after him, fangs bared in an eager grin to keep going.

[ Dominic is expecting something like this, had agreed to the fight under the precise knowledge that it would go like this.

He rolls into the toss, landing in a half squat that still has him hitting his arm hard against the ground. But his knives are still in hand and under control, and he's waiting with them for her, has them poised to slash at her. ]

[They both knew how this dance would go, it's one they've done before and it's exactly what Rip needs to loose herself even for a moment. Her fangs twist into a vicious grin as she closes the gap between them.

Rip's silently inviting him to slash and her and draw blood. The brief pain was something she felt herself craving right now, even if she would heal it quickly.]

[ It could well be a trap, a way to let him draw blood but also get the better of him by giving a little ground.

Right now Dominic doesn't care about that, is fighting with instinct instead of trying to double guess everything. He can lose himself in instinct, and it lets him cut her. ]

[Instinct is exactly what guides her as the blade bites into her skin. He gets her right across the chest when she doesn't move out of the way, slicing into the suit she wore and across the dress shirt beneath. A red line of crimson blossoms into existence as it traces the path the blade took across her skin.

It wasn't anything that would harm her or even slow her down regardless of how deep it might appear to be. As pain flooded her system, she revels in it before focusing. Instinctively she jumps back and lands into a crouched position, head tilted to the side for a moment before reaching up to dip her fingers into the cut and then lick the blood off her fingers.

A second later, she was rushing him again, staying low to keep from being hit in the chest again and looking to tackle him around the waist and into the nearest wall if he didn't get out of the way.]

[ Compared to the...dignity of Rafa and Ignacio, Rip is still the kind of vampire that Dominic feels has a certain bloodlust, a certain animal nature.

But they're also friends, no matter how watching her lick her own blood makes him feel, and he's also focused on the fight. He braces against her strength, ducking low to kick at her feet and try to stop her momentum. ]

[Rip was still young compared to Rafa and Ignacio. She was unrefined and reveled in her darker nature, relaxing to let her express her more violent desires in their fight.

Even with her indulging, Rip kept in mind that she likes Dominic and didn't want to kill him. Just.. rough up and maybe break a bone or two. Maybe.

Rip rushes in close, ready to tackle him when he drops down. Within a second, Rip is launching herself at him, arms out stretched and hands eager to grab him as she pounces to avoid his sweep. Her momentum hits them both hard, causing them to tumble.

It wasn't quite what she wanted... and it left her feeling dazed for a few precious moments before quickly rolling to get up and get out of his range.]

[ Dominic has a lot of practice rolling with his knives, keeping himself form being injured with them while also keeping them close at hand.

So he keeps one hand tucked carefully, knife to the side as they tumble.

When they've come to a stop he kicks at her legs, trying to keep them down while simultaneously slashing at her side. ]

[Those few precious seconds of being dazed cost her as she felt a blade tear at her clothing. It didn't catch much else as she focuses more on avoiding his kicks. The knife didn't really bother her. Rip invited the pain it might cause her as she focuses more on keeping her legs beneath her.

Rip was.. holding back a bit, just enough to keep this going and interesting for both of them.]

[ This place has caused them both too much pain to be worried about the physical results of a few blows. Dominic's well aware that if she stops holding back she could cause him quite a lot of damage, but he also doesn't care very much about that.

Dominic focuses on trying to press his weight on her chest as soon as he has the chance, trying to keep them both on the ground so she can't just get away. The knife is useds as a tool to keep them close where it catches at her clothing. ]