What a flirt Taki was. However, before all of that? Taki was a fighter. A warrior that was more than used to taking punches and dishing them out. She was lucky that her orange wearing friend was so good natured. Otherwise, she might have gotten a bit more aggressive in her annoyance. To be honest? Sabishi did better than she expecte- Then she got grabbed around the ankle. Her balance was shifted, as her thigh was pulled forwards and upwards, making her unable to move properly. Sabishi's violet eyes narrowed in pain as she was held in the lock, and it became pretty evidently clear. This was not a good spot.
Before Sabishi conceded, she did imagine in her head for a moment. Was there any way out? was there any particular movements she could have done to potentially get out of this? She found herself slowly then slowly raising her hands up. "I give. I give!" She calls out, taking a deep breath. As soon as her leg got caught in a hold like that? It was definitely over. A hundred percent. She had worked up more than a fair bit of sweat in this spar of theirs, and in the next moments, Sabishi slowly got back onto her feet, looking the blonde bombshell over.
"You know...If you ever need anything from me, or just want to talk, or hang out?..." She slowly thinks about it, reaching inside of her jacket pocket for something to scrawl with. A small bit of paper and a pencil. She hands Taki her address, before nodding her head. "I think I'd like to spend more time with you. Especially since you can really wear me out. If you could teach me some more things sometime? I'd appreciate it."
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