San Fran Frisco

Lindia laughed a little "just come on"

"Fine. Where to, James?" She asked like a cheaffeur. "It'd be quite a pleasure to know."

Lindia inted ahead of them. "Here, pier 39. It's a tourist trap but your just a tourist so..it suits the likes of you" she told her as she passed the Hard Rock Cafe and a street performer.

"And what are we doing here?" She asked curiously.

"You said you wanted to have fun, so what's your idea of fun?" She asked her while stopping besides the large carouse

"Fishing, hunting, hand to hand combat, Ferris wheels, what else is there?"

Lindia laughed "then I have a thing for you" She winked and brought her over to the edge of the pier. Sea lions danced and swam around nesrby. "Now, see that old ship?"

Etso searched around for a bit and eventually saw the ship next to the pier with sea lions swimming all around it. "Yeah, I see it. Why do you ask?"

Lindia smirked "that's where we are going" she said and suddenly kicked her in the back into the water. Jumping in as well, she began to swim to the ship.

OOC: the ship isn't sunk. It's the Jeremiah O'brian, feel free to google

OOC: whopsedaisy. Wait, aren't they on pier 39? That ship's docked by fisherman's wharf.....
Bic: Etso fell Ito the water and began swimming, annoyed towards the ship. She reached the hull and looked back. "Come on, slowpoke!" she yelled.

OOC: she pushed her in the water, Start swimming!

BIC: Lindia broke the water from under her and smirked, grasping the ladder and beginning to climb on deck.

OOC: yeah, I know? She just swam to the boat hull
BIC: etso followed after her and climbed up on deck. "So what now?" She asked and forced the water out of her clothes.

"Easy. You wish to try hand to Hand combat?"

"Try? More like whoop your butt" she said and grinned. "It's a talent and hobby of mine, and I'm great at it."

Lindia nodded "I'll give you ten minutes. Good luck!" She laughed and the child of trivia ran inside of the ship, finding a cabin which she it her stuff in. After removing her weapons, she cracked her knuckles and snuck down to the engine room: used for scenes in titanic.

Etso followed and deposited her bag and weapons next to Lindia's and followed her down to the engine room. "So what now?"

"Fight Greek, fight. Now come on, lets see what you got!" She stripped her shirt off to show her slim yet muscular frame under her tank top.

Etso grinned and danced on her light toes, and made a right uppercut and she felt it make contact. She hopped back and circled some more. "Step up your game, copycat!" She said loudly.

"That's alley cat to you!" She snarled as she rubbed the mark of contact from her fist. Quickly she looked sound and saw an iron bar over them. Jumping, she swung in the bar and kicked at her face with her sneakers.

Etso tasted Nike's for the first time. Not what she expected, but better than what she had thought. She grabbed the feet and pulled as hard as she could. She kneed Lindia onto the ground and shoved her forearm under the now helpless Lindia's chin.

Lindia spat in her face, bringing her arm upwards to punch her in the armpit, a pressure center when hit hard enough.

Etso wiped the slot away from her face and glared at Lindia, dodging her punch. She pulled Lindia up in rage and slammed her against a wall and put her hands on her neck and squeezed.

Linda was used to being strangled, and she knew exactly how to get out of it. She brought her knee up sharply to her gut, then ducked down to along her over her shoulder and into the large engine block. Once she was few of her grip, she began to run up the steps to the deck

"Coward!" She yelled and followed after Lindia. "Where are you going, copycoward?!"

Lindia smirked. She could be called a coward all she wished, but she had a plan. Once at the top of the stairs she turned and jumped at her, flinging her door outward at her chest.