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[drunktexting]

the drill, you know it

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[clobbers]

Right... right! I'm sorry. Again. get someone to estimate the cost of repair and I'll pay it.

I get a little too happy when I'm hitting things.

[crosser]

I don't need you to pay for anything, Kara.
How about this instead - we agree to keep the suped-up kickboxing practice to a gym and not my loft.

[clobbers]

Are you sure? It's my fault.

Oh. Okay, I can live with that. Practicing with you would be pretty nice, actually.

[crosser]

Likewise. Although I'm not accustomed to having a workout partner who has to hold back around me, lest she puts a hole in the gym's foundation.

[clobbers]

When I first started, my sister made me train with her and she beat me a lot. Like a lot, a lot. I could probably bring down the entire gym if I weren't careful. Though I would be.

That said, don't go easy on me! I won't learn any other way.

[crosser]

Oh, don't worry about me. I never go easy. Not even on the savior of National City.

[clobbers]

This is sounding fun. Did the Green Arrow train you, too? He did a good job with the Flash. And with you, if he did!

( She's just a little smug that for all his talk of not holding back, he'd not been able to land a hit on her. )