While all this was true for her, it was not the reason for how she was feeling today. Today, after all the months of training and then the propaganda shows, was their first real job at least in her eyes. Being excited and nervous gave her far room much energy and working out was a great release.
Kat had just begun a series of kicks to stretch out her leg muscles when clapping from behind her caught Kat's attention. She wiped her brow with the back of her hand and turned to see who had intruded on her work out. There he stood, shirtless as usual and a grin on his face. Blayke pushed off the door frame and took a few steps into the room.
"Today you are lucky." she said, her Russian accent thick. "I am in good mood. Come. You will be my Partner." Kat waved him over to the direction she was walking, there was a open area that would be good for what she had in mind. Blayke followed without much question wondering what she had in mind.
"We will spar. The object will be not to land hits but to avoid them. Understand?" she turned and faced him, slipping a hair tie off her wrist and pulling her hair into a ponytail.
"Yea sure, no problem. So where are the gloves?" Blayke asked turning to search for a pair. He was a good deal larger than she was and his hits packed a lot of weight behind them. The shaking of Katarina's head caught his attention. "What? There aren't any? Well that's ok I'll just go at about forty percent then."
"No. You will throw punches like you are in a real fight. If I was in a real fight they would not be so kind to me. You will not either." Katarina saw no point in doing this if she could practice as if her life depended on it. It was the only true way that she knew her skills would improve.
Blayke was feeling a bit unsure about the whole idea but he could tell by Kat's crossed arms and the way her head was held high that she was serious about all of it. "Alright well I do as my Quartermaster asks." he said as he reluctantly got into a fighting stance. Kat merely nodded her head and followed suit.They slowly began to circle each other, dancing in and out of the others reach. Blayke threw out several punches, slow at first, apprehensive mostly, ones that Kat was able to dodge or block easily.
He could tell Kat was getting impatient after a little bit of that slow back and forth so he started speeding things up, his punches coming faster and harder. Blayke was actually impressed that she could keep dodging the way she had been. Feeling pretty good Kat urged him to go faster and he did. Right, left, left, right, she was keeping up with his pace, that was until she wasn't. Katarina had a problem with getting cocky and this time it earned her a punch to her right cheek bone.
The punch knocked her down and across the floor leaving her dazed for a moment. Blayke was at her side in an instant helping her up, he was saying something but she couldn't focus on him. "Kat, Kat! Jesus I'm sorry. Hey, look at me. Yeah there you go. Can you tell me how many fingers I'm holding up?" the dots that flashed before her eyes slowly began to stop and she looked at the hand Blayke held in front of her.
"T'fu , eto tri." she sat up and brushed him away. "Do not worry. It was not your fault." Blayke helped her stand and held onto her until she was steady on her feet. "Look, Kat. I really think you should go see Judd." Katarina began to shake her head but the slight dibble of something warm and wet down her cheek made her stop. As much as she disliked the Doctor she knew Blayke was right.
"Yes, Yes. I will go see the Doctor. You go tell Annie where I will be. In case she needs me, yeah?" Agreeing Blayke lead her out of the room and watched her as she went in search for Judd. "Well. . . damn. Guess I better go talk to Annie now. This is not what I wanted to do with my time with her." dejectedly he stuck his hands in his pockets and turned into the opposite direction to look for his captain.