"Ok, next month we can try shooting while jumping, I promise." Derek says as she gets into the car. He walks around the front, and then gets in the driver's seat. "So am I doing good so far?" Derek asks, slipping the key into the ignition.

So far, above adverage, so you get a B+. *Ravage comments smiling, she can't wait to see how this goes.*

"Well yay." Derek says, starting the car. "It's a little bit of a ride, so you can have the radio." He says, pulling out into the street.

Derek and Ella return to his house. "So any rules that you want to set?" Derek asks as they enter his house He leads her towards the garage, where a medium sized mat is on the hard floor. He sets the gun case down and opens a locker, which reveals several things he kept from being a cop; several sets of hand cuffs, his uniform folded neatly, his badge, and he replaces the gun case.

*Ella spots the hand cuffs filing it away in her memory for later.* I don't know, do you have a specific style?

"Not really, I just go with the flow, do what seems to be appropriate." He says, shutting the locker and facing her. He takes off his shirt and throws it on a nearby work table. "Less to grab onto." He explains himself, smiling.

*Ella pouts,* Well that isn't fair. *She says stepping back and sizing him up as a possible threat, she is gadging from how he is carrying his weight and his muscle movements.*

"Don't get distracted now." He says, smiling as he notices the way she is looking at him. He crosses his arms over his chest. "You know we came for a fight, and I'm slightly cold. So go ahead, make your move." He says, still smiling. 'Don't fight like your The Archer, fight like yourself.' Derek says to himself.

*Ella cocks her head at him as she stands up straigh. She folds her arms across her chest.* This is going to be a very, very long fight and I think who ever falls asleep first will lose.

"Yeah?" He asks, smiling slightly. "Maybe so." He says, making it very apparent he's not making the first move.

*Ella yawns and checks her watch.* So should we get a snack while I wait for you to crash?

"Possibly." He says, leaning back against the storage locker.

*Ella waits a little while and then finally sits down. It might look like she is relaxing but she has put all her concentration into all her senses with the exception of her eyes. She closes them hoping this makes him think he has the advantage.*

Derek takes a deep breath, smacking his lips. "Well this is a little anti-climatic."

*Ella smirks but that is the only sign she gives that she is paying attention to Derek.*