3048/Orange and Red Rematch!

Orange and Red Rematch!
Date of Scene:	18 September 2015
Location:	Gem Warship <GW>
Synopsis:	Jasper and Ferham get into a sparring rematch, some violence is involved.
Cast of Characters:	516, 858

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Ferham (516) has posed:
     It had been a week or two since last Ferham had shown up around the Gem warship. Apparently she'd had some other things to attend to in the interim. Right now however, the high-heeled and thigh-high boots of the femmebot could be heard clicking in from the command bridge into the barracks. She seemed to be doing a little picking up perhaps after the homeworld gems that roamed the halls, though she was also running some diagnostics on the ships systems itself, making sure it was running in order and taking stock of any repairs or additions it might need. She didn't seem to mind playing den mother for the gems, least till they had gotten back on their feet, so to speak.

Jasper (858) has posed:
     The barracks is Jasper's home. She's a fairly regimented Gem, as it turns out, with a set regimen for her daily activities - much of it is taken up by honing her martial prowess or by checking over the stock of weapons in the armory. The sound of Ferham's clicking feet cause her to look up from her work, and she turns to look over her shoulder at the red and pink robotic woman.

     "Something you want?" she snaps, as friendly as ever.

Ferham (516) has posed:
     Ferham stopped as she took note of Jasper standing there, blinking a little, before adopting a little smile. "Doing some exercises there?" she asks, before walking past, hips swaying a little, casually checking around the main room of the barracks where the homeworld gem seemed to be doing her training activities. "I hope you're not still mad about our last little sparring match before, are you?" she seems to be teasing just a little, though some part of her voice makes it sound like she's a little curious or concerned, as well. "You weren't hurt or anything by me before, were you?" she paused and turned to face Jasper, a hand on her hip and peering down at her. In truth most of her actions were designed to shine the homeworld gem on, a bit.

Jasper (858) has posed:
     Jasper crosses her arms, glaring at Ferham behind her wild white fringe. "I was, until I was interrupted. Why would I be mad?" she asks, "You don't think you could really hurt me, could you?" She snarks out a single note of laughter. "That's really something. We were sparring, I was pulling my punches - that's a very different thing than facing me on the battlefield. Now, like I said: is there something you want, or are you just here to annoy me?"

Ferham (516) has posed:
     "Maybe I was concerned, that's all," Ferham looked up with a little honesty in her voice, though she's folding her arms over her front. "You seem to think that I'm not a threat, hrm--if I was to beat you in some kind of physical contest, what would you do?" Ferham walked around the large, white-haired homeworld gem woman, seeming to be curious about this, her voice purring a little. "Would you perhaps stop always trying to attack or prove your physical superiority over me, or something like that? Teach me with perhaps a little basic respect and common decency?" Fer grinned a little, patting a gloved hand against her arm in thought. "Could you even imagine such a thing, Miss Jasper?"

Jasper (858) has posed:
     "No," Jasper replies simply, to that last question. She watches Ferham walk around her, tracking her with her golden eyes, although she doesn't otherwise move. Still, she gives off the impression of some kind of big cat predator.

     "The only thing I'm going to teach you, /Ferham/," Jasper says, "Is what happens when I'm annoyed. You want respect, decency? Then find Peridot or Lapis Lazuli! I'm here to fight - it's what I was made for. Frankly, I'd like to see you /try/ to beat me in some kind of contest. It'd be good for a /laugh/!"

Ferham (516) has posed:
     It's not lost on Ferham how Jasper seems to watch her like that, resembling something of a lion with that big mane of white hair of hers. "Not well versed in human customs, are you? Well that sort of thing works either way, what would you require of /me/ if you were to win?" Fer brought up her gloved hand and flexed the black polymer bird-like talons of hers, her green eyes peering between them at the large, muscular woman. "I'll de-armor and everything, see?" Ferham put a hand to her chest and her entire form glowed white for a moment, the wings and helmet disappearing, leaving behind the dark-haired and black spandex-clad form underneath. She was a bit shorter without the heels on her boots course, but it did help showcase her figure, at least.

Jasper (858) has posed:
     "Hmm..." Jasper rumbles, staring at Ferham without saying anything. "You look like a human," she says at last, "You look weak."

     Ouch. She continues, though. "The only thing I'd want from you is obedience. Someone who'll obey my commands. Technically, Peridot leads this mission, and Lapis - well, I won't trust her just yet. You, Ferham, would be my subordinate." She bends down, to put herself eye level with the pink and red robot. "And I'll make a real soldier out of you. Someone who can take on those damn Crystal Gems. Now," she says, pulling herself back to her full height. "Do I need to put some sort of wager on the table?"

Ferham (516) has posed:
     "Obedience, hmm? that could be wagered, I think," Ferham nodded a little, smiling. "Yes, that's it, precisely, if I win, you honor my part of the deal, but if you win, well..." Ferham smiled a little more broadly, grinning, even. "Then I'll be obedient to you, is that acceptable?" she raised a thin dark brow, taking a step back to where she could get a fair distance away from the homeworld gem without getting too far, but also arranging herself directly across from her, hopefully over whatever training mat that the large white-haired woman had been using--if she bothered with such.

Jasper (858) has posed:
     "Fine by me," Jasper retorts, watching Ferham as she steps back. Jasper adjusts her stance, bending low and finding her center of balance. Clenching her fists, she smirks and states: "Take your best shot. You'll get one punch for free!"

Ferham (516) has posed:
     Ferham decides to make the first move, as the larger, white-haired and tanned woman gets her center of gravity lower. The now un-armored femmebot darts forward and attempts to try and impact with her palm against Jasper's chest, trying to catch them and possibly knock them over. But oof, Ferham might be underestimating Jasper's weight and muscle mass there just a bit, perhaps. Despite being a Reploid, Ferham herself isn't /that/ heavy, in fact, without her armor she's probably more on level with a human.

Jasper (858) has posed:
     Jasper grins like a shark as Ferham darts towards her. The palm strike takes her right on the chest but Jasper barely moves - her size and weight advantage seem to absorb most of the energy of Ferham's strike. Jasper grips Ferham's wrist with one hand - and begins bending it back and away from her chest, slowly but surely.

     "That," Jasper states, smirking, "Was your free shot." And then she leans her head back, tenses the muscles through her shoulder and neck, and /slams/ her forehead against Ferham's own!

Ferham (516) has posed:
     Now, as a Reploid Ferham's neural net is encased bahind inches of lightweight titanium and behind a shock-dampening assembly, so her brainmeats so to speak are not exactly harmed--however it still hurts like a bitch to get head butted like that. It also momentarily disorients her. "Waaah!" she rocked back on the balls of her feet, her spandex-clad feet and legs likely not the most traction-able on the floor or mat if there is one. She looks like she's off-balance, taking a second to recover.

Jasper (858) has posed:
     Jasper moves. A being of her size takes time to get up to their full speed, due to simple physics, but once she's moving, there's enough strength there to give her a surprising amount of speed. As Ferham rocks back, Jasper presses her with numerous blows from her fists, aiming to hammer away at her abdomen!

     "Come now!" Jasper crows, "You can do better than that! Why'd Peridot even bring you onto this ship?! Fight back!"

Ferham (516) has posed:
     "Ugh--I wasn't supposed to hurt you doing this, is the thing," Ferham takes the blow to her head like a champ, apparently--the strikes to her chest however cause her to double over--sure, it hurts, even if she doesn't have soft pulpy tissues to hammer into liquid like those fists are attempting to do. "Gah!" she rears back up and tries to hammer her own first into the Gem's side, trying to get her to double over perhaps like she'd just had done to her. "I can fight as well as you want me to," she clears her throat, finally.

Jasper (858) has posed:
     "Oh, don't worry yourself on my account! You should be more concerned whether /I'm/ going to hurt /you/!" Jasper snarls, ducking back as Ferham punches her in the side. "Hah! Good! Now, harder! Otherwise, I'll be sending your parts to Peridot to repair, little machine!"

     She charges again, throwing a punch. But it's a feint, and Jasper darts around her smaller opponent, looking to put the robotic woman in a headlock!

Ferham (516) has posed:
     "Going to take me apart? ugh, be still my heart," Ferham grimaces as she has to duck and assume a more knife-fighter sort of stance to avoid those huge heavy blows from Jasper, fighting the larger home-world gem woman is like trying to fight a wall, almost. She reacts to the punch and is startled when instead Jasper ducks back and she's pulled into a headlock, eyes shutting and straining to break free, her hands grabbing the arm around her neck as she is hunched and bent over. "Nggh," she can't really form words however, she's much too busy with the gem-woman crushing her neck.

Jasper (858) has posed:
     "It's nothing worse than what those Crystal Gems would do to you," Jasper seethes into Ferham's ear. She inexorably intensifies her grip around Ferham's neck. "But you're like us, aren't you? You don't need to breathe. You've got spirit, I can see that - but spirit doesn't win battles."

     "Only skill does," Jasper states, readying her free fist, and aiming to drive it into the small of Ferham's back! Ouch!

Ferham (516) has posed:
     "Oof!" Ferham finds herself knocked hard as the punch impacts in her back, causing her back to arch from the very force of it. She might be wondering just how strong Jasper needs to be to slug her like that while still holding her with one arm. Though the femmebot grabs Jasper's arm again and tries to pull free, or at the very least try to pull Jasper over her shoulder--which she puts a lot of force into. However it might just send the two of them tumbling down over eachother! Not the ideal spot for Fer exactly, if the Gem woman's strength is that prodigious!

Jasper (858) has posed:
     The pair fall together onto the ship's deck, Jasper growling. "Hmm, tougher spine than I thought," she says, moving to keep Ferham grounded against the deck and to sit on top of her to prevent Ferham from getting away. From there, Jasper goes to seize her opponent by the shoulders and slam her down against the floor again. No, it doesn't seem to be an ideal spot at all!

     "Last chance to yield, Ferham - I don't suggest you take it."

Ferham (516) has posed:
     There isn't any noise out of Ferham for the time being, not with how she's getting knocked around like that, and with the homeworld-gem's... rather muscle-toned and large rear pinning her to the floor like that, it doesn't seem as Fer has the leverage to pull herself up as she's bashed against the floor like this. "If I do will you stop trying to cave my skull in!?" Ferham tries to turn so she can reach up and possibly throw the large gem-woman off of her. "Or do you really enjoy this and don't want it to end?" she grimaced a bit, narrowing her eyes up at the white-hared woman.

Jasper (858) has posed:
     "If you surrender when you can still fight," Jasper snarls, "You're weak and not worth my time! I'm going to make a warrior out of you, someone who'll take on the Crystal Gems with some new surprises!" It's probably closer to the second statement of Ferham's than the first, really.

     As Ferham throws her off, Jasper grabs Ferham by the arm and drags her with her. Growling, Jasper steps around Ferham, dragging that arm in her grip and- Oh, wow, it's like she's going to dry and /dislocate/ Ferham's shoulder joint! That's one way to say 'I've won'.

Ferham (516) has posed:
     "Pfft, I surrender when it's tactically sound," Ferham doesn't look like she's done fighting yet exactly, and when she's dragged she squirms and tries to pull away from Jasper when she grabs her arm like that. She isn't quite sure if Jasper can actually do that, or if it will not tear something out that will simply ruin her arm. The way she struggles to prevent it seems to imply that it did hurt, however--and that she would try and prevent it from happening at all.

Jasper (858) has posed:
     Could Jasper dismember someone? Who knows, and it doesn't seem like they'll be finding out today. Still, Jasper grips the limb and yanks, twists and /pulls/ and seems to accomplish something, given the sound of tortured metal that sounds out briefly. While Ferham's arm remains there, it doesn't seem like it'll be functioning at its best any time soon.

     Jasper steps back - and, grinning, summons her Crash Helmet to her head. The lights of the Gem warship glint off the heavy crest.

     "Now is it tactically sound?" Jasper asks. "Because I've waged battles on a thousand worlds, seen the best rise and fall - and it's looking like to me that you have lost!"

Ferham (516) has posed:
     "Ahhh!" the light 'thunk' or muted pop is heard, and Ferham suddenly can't work that arm as well as she could, something is definitely out of alignment. Sort of like the ball-joints of an action figure, however on a much more complex and high-tech scale--it's been pulled out of it's socket. "Okay... okay, you've made your point, you're a better fighter than I am," Ferham looks over at the arm of hers she can't move it like she could normally, looking as if something is visibly wrong with the joint, at that. "Urgh, I give up, I need to see an engineer," she huffed a little, using the balls of her feet to push back from Jasper, likely to get some space between them.

Jasper (858) has posed:
     Jasper doesn't stop Ferham from leaving, and the smirk on her face says plenty about how satisfied she is with her victory. However, she does step around the femmebot and put herself between her and the doorway out. "I didn't hear a 'sir' on the end of that sentence, Ferham. Don't tell me you've already forgotten the terms of our agreement. It'd be a shame if I had to tell Peridot how insubordinate you've become."

Ferham (516) has posed:
     Ferham pulls herself up and sighs a little, looking at and holding onto her now dislocated arm, green eyes flashing up to Jaspers. "Alright, I need to see an engineer to fix my dislocated shoulder-joint, sir," Fer panted a little, as if she was surprised and a little out of breath, though it was surprising she could be. "Not Ma'am...?" she asks after a few moments, seeing if Jasper will let her by, but she's also a bit curious on that. I mean who wouldn't be?

Jasper (858) has posed:
     "Peridot's an engineer and I know that she'd want nothing more than to figure out how you work," Jasper states, although her tone of voice isn't really positive about something like that. "I care more about maintaining a chain of command than I do etiquette. That word has more of a reputation to it - and it's /stronger/."

     Jasper stands tall, stepping out of Ferham's way. "You're dismissed, Ferham. Return when you are ready. I'll teach you how to stop the Crystal Gems."