[OOM] Fett!

[stuck_mynock]

There's a city smell on Atton's ship too - metal and pollution and dirt, just slightly. The navcomputer, in the centre of the lounge where they emerge from the bar, indicates via holographic display that they're on Coruscant.

Atton closes the door behind them and heads towards the training area, talking over his shoulder as he goes. "There's bottles of water on the counter if you want to bring one along. Hydration is important, I hear."

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[mandalorianheir]

Fett is taken a bit aback by the sudden rush - He and Atton usually spend a little more time feeling eachother out - but he reacts well enough, dodging the punches with nothing more than one shot clipping him on the cheek out of the initial volley. His response is a sweep with one of his legs aimed at tripping Atton up as he backs off to avoid the flurry.

[stuck_mynock]

Atton trips up, falling backwards, only to land on his hands and flip himself to his feet.

He pushes forward once more, driving a punch up at Fett's chin before kicking hard at his knee.

[mandalorianheir]

This time, the combo pays off, and Fett goes down sprawling with a wince. He's back up on his feet quickly enough, but it's pretty clear that Atton's kick at his knee has him slightly sore...not that he'd admit it.

Cue a pair of hooks coming in at Atton.

[stuck_mynock]

Atton leans back out of the way of the hooks, grinning, then snaps forward and throws another kick at the sore knee.

[mandalorianheir]

...and Fett goes down howling.

Ok, he actually keeps it to a muffled grunt, but the kick hits a spot on his knee and it sends him to the ground rather suddenly. On the bright side (from his perspective, at least), he's not sprawled on the ground...and he takes advantage of his position on the ground to grab at Atton's legs.

[stuck_mynock]

Atton grunts as Fett grabs his legs, but keeps his footing stable, reaching down to grab Fett by the back of the head and start throwing punches at his face.

[mandalorianheir]

Fett releases one leg...and then attempts to roll to one side while holding the other. It's not pretty, but with his knee acting up and punches coming down at an obnoxious rate, Fett is trying to both get free from the attacks and pull Atton off his feet...or at least get him off balance enough to get a break.

[stuck_mynock]

If Atton had a lower centre of gravity, that might not have worked. As it is, he's tall and lithe, so the movement sends him crashing onto his back with enough force to stun him.

[mandalorianheir]

All of the time that Atton spends on the ground stunned is just enough for Fett to get to his feet and rub his knee a bit to let the soreness there go down...Atton really hit a nerve there, so to speak.

[stuck_mynock]

As soon as Atton has his wits back, he clambers to his feet.

[mandalorianheir]

As Atton gets back up, Fett steps towards him, attempting a left hook to keep him from getting all the way back up.

[stuck_mynock]

Atton staggers, a hand going to his jaw.

[mandalorianheir]

Fett takes a step towards Atton, getting in reasonably close...and attempts to knee Atton with his not-sore knee.

[stuck_mynock]

Atton doubles over, groaning loudly.

[mandalorianheir]

And Atton gets a sweep with one of Fett's legs.

[stuck_mynock]

Atton lands on his back, one arm curled over his stomach.

[mandalorianheir]

Fett steps towards Atton, attempting to put a foot down on Atton's 'free' arm...and hoping, probably somewhat vainly, for a cry of 'uncle'.

[stuck_mynock]

Atton winces as the foot lands on his arm, struggling.