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[It's a routine they indulge in whenever they're in the same place for more than a couple of days. This seems like a good enough time to pick it back up, test each other a little, and they claim one of the rooms in the Battle Dome, equipping it with mats and padded walls because while the simulation won't allow them to get really hurt by weapons, Clint isn't sure that it can make getting slammed to the ground any less painful.]

Ready, Tasha?

[He's grinning, as much a mask to hide his intentions as her blank expression. They take up position on the mats opposite each other, and there's no bowing, no politeness, just stillness.

He strikes first, a punch that she blocks, returns with a blow of her own, and then they're fighting in earnest. It's vicious, both of them making use of every move at their disposal, a brutal mix of martial arts and outright brawling, dirty tricks and all.

A throw sends Clint sprawling, hitting the bench where they'd left their stuff, and his journal falls open, starting to record the rest of the fight. To anyone not familiar with them, it does look like they're genuinely trying to kill each other. Neither of them really believe in pulling their punches and they're eerily silent while they fight, neither of them making any noise besides grunts of exertion.

They seemed evenly matched for the most part, Clint's size and strength well matched by Natasha's speed and agility and the training she'd undertaken since childhood. Eventually though, one of them comes out on top, and it's Clint who ends up floored and winded, laid out on his back, Natasha above him, pinning him down and her elbow pressed against his throat.

He groans softly, and then smiles.]

I yield.

[OOC: Responses will be answered by Clint, or Natasha, or more likely, both.]

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[There was something nice about not having to stay longer at the shop during New Feather season. If it was rather strange to be sharing her space, at least Phil Coulson wasn't intrusive. Rogue headed to the Battle Dome after changing into her uniform. She wanted something light to warm up before Logan took over. It had been a while since she'd run her gymnastics routine... Unfortunately, when she arrived, all the rooms were currently taken. She decided to check out the viewing deck before resigning herself to a run around Luceti.

And then. Yes. Wow.

Rogue was good enough at hand-to-hand to fully appreciate what she was seeing. Wow.

When they were finished, Rogue moved quickly to claim their room and to greet them. Her uniform has been torn - a gash by her heart, a curling slice high on her left thigh - and mended with thread of a similar color. Despite that, the thread is a much weaker material than Rogue's uniform and for those keenly observant types, the repair work would be obvious.

She's smiling as she goes down to meet them.]

Nice fight, you two.

[Natasha glances up when she hears a familiar voice, recognizing Rogue from the bar the other night. She returns the girl's smile as she grabs a pair of towels and tosses one to Clint.]

Thank you, Rogue. I didn't realize we had an audience. Are you here to practice as well?

[Clint smiles warmly at Rogue when she approaches, although his eyes narrow at the repair work on her uniform. He catches the towel and starts to dry himself off.]

Thanks. Nice to have a good workout.

[Rogue jerked her thumb up behind her.]

Observation deck. Was just checkin' ta see which room'd be free.

[She peered behind them for a moment.]

Doesn't look like there's a line yet.

[Natasha follows the direction of Rogue's motion to spot the Observation deck, curious now. They'd come directly to one of the rooms upon arriving and she hadn't gotten a chance to look around just yet.]

No, ours is free, if you'd like it? I think we're done for the day. Someone's ego can only take so much bruising, not to mention their backside.

[It's said with a faint smirk and a sideways glance at Clint as she teases her partner.]

[Clint clutches his chest, giving her a wounded look.]

Ow. That's cruel Tasha.

That's it, next time we're heading to the range. See how much bruising your ego can take.

[Ha. Another contest she wouldn't mind seeing sometime. But it's probably better to let these two cool down than to keep them.]

Sure, I'll take it. Thanks.

[She gives them a smile.]

My ego isn't as easy to bruise as yours.

[Natasha gives Rogue a wink as she saunters past her, hoping there are showers nearby.]

Good luck with your training, Rogue. Are you sparring with someone?

What can I say? I am a fragile, wilting flower.

[He grins at Rogue and follows Tasha.]

Got any fun training programs we can steal?

Naw, this is just a warm-up. [She said to Natasha as she moved towards the main console.] I don't get ta spar much. Logan'll be by in a bit ta put me through my paces.

[And she inclined her head to Clint, gesturing for him to look over her shoulder as she set up the scene.] You're welcome to this one. [It was a deceptively simple scenario - a gym with prominently featured uneven bars... and a gravity setting of 1.4.] Though if you want somethin' fun...

[Trialing off, she shot him a grin.] I could always ask Logan ta set somethin' up for you.

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[Natasha peers over Rogue's shoulder with a curious smile, then grins in delight.] I didn't realize you could do that. Clearly I'm going to have to come see what some of the options are on this one of these days.

[She flicks a sideways glance at Clint, accompanied by a smirk] I'm sure we could make things pretty interesting.

[Clint peers over the other shoulder, eyes widening at the settings and then he grins too.]

That is cool. Bet I could programme a trapeze in there.

[He catches Natasha's eye and nods.]

I think that sounds like a plan.

You can program pretty much whatever you want, wherever you want.

[She casts a quick grin over her shoulder as she activates her security protocol. It's a simple yes/no switch that she'd programmed into all the sims she runs by herself, that all commands have to be voice activated from the inside.]

Just remember the Observation Deck, huh?

Yes, Clint, that would be important to remember. Just in case.

[There's a smirk in her voice as she takes one last glance at the panel before straightening, stepping back to give Rogue her space.]

I'm sure we can come up with something creative. Thank you for the information, Rogue. Have fun.

Well, I didn't think anyone would be paying much attention. It's just sparring.

[Never mind that they could draw crowds at SHIELD HQ and they were all supposed to be Agents.]

We do creative pretty well.

Yup, that's me. [Locking in her program, Rogue stepped away from Natasha and Clint.] Barrel of laughs.

[She shook her head as she stepped away, lifted up one hand in a wave.]

You two have a good day.

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