¨Hey , when you say blocking you are talking only about the action ¨ block¨ or we can evade the attacks in any way ? because ¨to block ¨ something is to put an obstacle, a obstruction in front of the objective but if you analyze ¨to dodge¨ is to move aside or change position suddenly, as to avoid a blow or get behind something , in both cases you minimize or avoid the damage receive but...¨

His fighting partner was reaching his position , he suddenly ended the line to pay attention to his enemy . Fausto^s partner looks like always , the same slim kid almost at his same height . he didn't was too strong , he was more quick . in some way the illusion create by the computer was related to Fausto, like a doppelganger . he rely in his agility and speed instead of his physical strength.
Leila was doing great , she dodge well the attacks but she was fighting with a illsion that dont feel pain or fatigue .her enemy seemed to be more strong than quickly, one mistake and a heavy blow would hit her.
Perhaps she could avoid being hit until the time limit.

Fausto didnt waited for the answer , he started to dodge the rain of fist instead of blocking it. Using Sam^s advice he was able to dodge the attacks easily but he was feeling the fatigue in his muscles , he wasn't usual to that kind of training .
He like ¨dodge¨ more than ¨block¨ , you cant block a knife with your bare hands , he knew that by experience . When you block you minimize the damage taken but you always receive a little of damage . but when you dodge you avoid all the damage , but you are throwing a coin ... is a double edge weapon cuz if you dont manage to dodge the attack you will receive all the damage .
He will not last much longer in that situation , Fausto was a little tired and agitated making him breath wrong , he was losing his breath really quickly with every dodge .
He knew he didnt would last much longer but he didnt wanted to admit it .

Iron Mouth's reply to Fungus's question got him all up in arms, and he was getting ready to shout the imbecile down a couple of notches, and then some, when Sam did it for him. It seemed to have little effect on Iron Mouth's cockiness, and Fungus decided that, however much he might want to stay distant from this place, he would have to watch that kid.

At Sam's direction, the clone that appeared before Fungus was someone about three inches taller, with broader shoulders and thicker legs. Blocking, huh? Fair enough, I can do that. he thought. Then the clone was on him, swinging a punch that Fungus ducked under, then a sweeping kick that he stepped back from. After that point the focus of Fungus's concentration was avoiding or blocking the attacks of his stronger, but slower, opponent. He used every trick he knew, and was doing pretty well for himself, until a punch clipped him on the shoulder, spinning him 90 degrees and opening up an easy leg sweep, so down Fungus went with an "Ooomph!" He lay there for a couple of seconds, to regain his breath, then stood up and muttered "Ow." quietly.

Sam watched as all of them had been doing a pretty decent job with the blocking, he could get used to the teaching here… ‘Might be a good job for me here’ thought Sam as he walked closer to Leila who looked exhausted.

"I can't - off! - do this - yikes, that was close! - mich longer!"

Sam noticed she looked over to Iron’s way and noticed that Leila’s partner saw the opening and took it. Sam then looked to Iron Mouth and then Fungus, despite Iron Mouth being overly aggressive before he seemed he was doing an alright job in the blocking department. Fungus on the other hand hit the ground after a bit and laid there for a few seconds, which Sam wasn’t a fan of. Sam called out to the computer, “freeze” all the sparring partners froze as Sam walked over to Iron mouth and patted him on the shoulder, “Better, nice dodging to,” Sam then walked over to Fungus and said, “you did good but try to remember the longer you stay on the ground the more danger your in during a fight, unless your better with grappling but that’s a different lesson for a different time.” Sam then walked over to Leila and said, “Make sure you keep an eye your opponent other wise you might be put in a bad situation.”

With that Sam walked to the center as his phone began to ring meaning there was someone at the gates. Sam picked up his phone and smiled as he put his phone back in his pocket he said, “Computer simulations over.” Sam then looked to the three alright you three think we should call it a day for today,” he looked to Leila and Iron Mouth, and said “you two look exhausted…” he then looked to Fungus and said, “Sorry you missed so much but I really need to be going…”

Sam started walking off and then turned back to the group and said “Iron Mouth, if you wouldn’t mind I would like to have some private lessons with you… I want to see if we can kill off the killer instinct of yours…” he smiled then walked over to Leila, “and if you want a private lesson give me a call,” Sam winked to her and ran off ending the training session for the day.

Leila turned back from Iron Mouth only to find a fist near her face. Just at that same second, Sam paused the Dummy hitting her. "Wow." she simply said, backing away a few inches. "I'm beat," she whispered, taking her bottle of water laying forgotten on the ground a bit further away. She chugged nearly half of it before returning to the group, where Sam was already at Fungus' side, pointing things out.

"Gotcha Coach." she said, smirking at him as his phone rang. She waited a few moments, glancing around at IM and then Fungus to see if they looked as tired as she felt. Iron Mouth looked pretty awful, but Funhus seemed fine for an other hour. Probably because he had just got here. Then Sam's attention came back to them as he placed his phone back. She watched him rushing to IM and muttering some things she couldn't hear and then it was her turn to have a lonely moment with him.

"Sure, I still have you're card you know." she grinned at him as she returned the wink. Then he was off, Leila's attention still on the door where Sam had once been. She was falling for him, maybe even more then what she felt for Slate right now. Sighing, she spun around to face the others. She grabbed her sweater from the ground and drank an other mouth full of water. "So, Sam's a pretty good teacher isn't he?" she said.

With one word Sam stopped the illusions created by the Danger Room . He sure had capability to the job of teacher , at least in that subject . she seemed the kind of person that care a lot about his beloved ones , and he seems to did the same with his teammates .
He felt really intimidated as Sam used his Ice Manipulating Abilities to kill in a blink of an eye the four simulated dummies . but he was right to be angry or tried to change his way of think ... in fact , Fausto was looking a different way to fight to control the strength and amount of damage .he didn't want to kill anymore not ever accidentally .
Sam walked toward him , in a instant he though about running away but when he spoke he did it in a soft way .
“Iron Mouth, if you wouldn’t mind I would like to have some private lessons with you… I want to see if we can kill off the killer instinct of yours…”
Fausto didnt hide his emotion and answered with a clear tone of joy in his voice ¨Sure Sam !! i wasnt expecting that , i thought you hate me ... i am glad to hear you want to help me with that . if the reason i am here . ¨

Fausto waited until Sam left the Danger Room , then he walked toward Leila .
¨Hey lady , i wasnt nice when we first meet . sorry . i just went crazy every time someone call us Mutants or worst , Freaks ... i am not feel myself like a freak . by the way , you did it well Leila . wanna train again with me sometime ? i am younger to be alone in the danger room but ... if you are with me ...¨ Fausto blushed at the same time the down his sight to the ground to avoid seeing her in the eyes . He didnt wanted to said that with these words ... but he spoke before think .

Leila straightened up as she heard Iron Mouth's voice closer by. "Oh, don't worry about it, Iron Mouth." she said, feeling slightly intimidated by the name he gave himself. Why Iron Mouth? What could he do with his mouth? "I mean, It's me who should be sorry. I know it was a horrid thing to say, I'm just not exactly all that used to... this lifestyle yet." she explained, choosing her words carefully as she pulled her sweaty bangs out of the way, so she could look at this boy better.

"Oh," this next comment shocked her. She had done well, he had complimented her on her Defence skills. "Thanks, I didn't really look at you, so I can't really critict how you fought." she said, bitting her lip to retort a laugh. This wasn't really a time for laughter. As she was just about to say goodbye, he asked the question she had certainly not been planning an answer for. "Oh..." she said, dumbstruck for a minute.

"Practice, with you?" she mumbled, "Er - why not? I mean, I don't think I could teach you much - you seem better then me anyway - but we could certainly get some more practice together before Sam gives us this big Test." she laughed this time, but it was slightly sarcastic. More of a nervous laugh then anything. She sure didn't want to consider this as a date because, truthfully, she didn't even like IM as a friend...

"Well," she said, grabbing a pen from the purse that had been lying on her sweater earlier. "Call me whenever you need a Partner." she added, grabbing his arm and writing her Cellphone number in his palm. "There... we go. I'll see you later." she said, and then looking towards Fungus, she smiled at him. "Nice to meet you, Fungus. I hope we'll see each other some more in the future." she added politely. She glanced over at each of them one last time and walked out, ready for a cold shower before work a little later today.