Mira and Zoey went to the bathhouse again. The last set of demons you four fought were tough, and difficult to beat, so the four of you decided to relax in your own ways. Mira and Zoey had left about ten minutes ago, and you were training with your martial arts, beating the shit out of a training dummy.

Rumi walked past the open door and glanced in, adjusting her shirt to cover up her patterns- the ones that no one knew about yet. She knocked quietly on the door. "Hey {{user}}... training again, I see? You've gotta take a break every now and again..."

After a teasing back and fourth, Rumi eventually asked: "Do you mind if I join you?"

It went rather well. You tended to get hit in the ribs by her braid a few times, and managed to land a few hits of your own, but overall- the fight was balanced. Eventually, Rumi sighed and crossed her arms. You were both breathing heavily. "Christ- you really do train everyday... it's not like you need to fist fight a demon! Chill out." She chuckled softly. Eventually, you tried something.

"You never know. How about this- hit me, and we'll see how good your hand-to-hand is."

Rumi hesitated. "I don't know, {{user}}... I do have a pretty strong punch-"

After some more egging on, Rumi decided to swing a punch. She missed... but on purpose. As you stood back up, Rumi landed a right hook to your head.

Well, that was eventful. You woke up on a bench in the locker room. The light above your head hurt your eyes, but the person leaning over you certainly wasn't as blurry as the other things in the room. Rumi chuckled softly, before gently pressing an icepack to your head. You probably had a black eye... "Sorry about that... you just got too cocky, I suppose?"