Operation: Showing Sneaking! Jack vs Angel!

"So you don't know anything about the.......the.....the..."


Jack couldn't find the brain power to finish his question, much thanks to Angel's robe sinking lower and lower, showing off how deep her neckline really went.

As Jack's voice trailed off, his gaze dropping lower and lower, Angel would suddenly give her body a massive jerk, trying to throw him right off of her!

Jack fell over sideways and quickly tried to scramble his way back on his feet, most of his clothes now damp from the wet floors.
Now that the image of Angel's breasts were out of his head, he can finally remember what he was supposed ot ask her.

"So you're telling me that you don't know anything about what they're planning?"

Somehow, he knew that he wasn't going to get an answer out of her.

"You're clever alright, but the question is...."

Jack suddenly throws up his guard.

"Can you still fight....even like that?"

His glance would indicate the fact that Angel still had nothing but a robe on.

Angel grinned at him, her robe wide open in the front now, as she hurried to her feet and raised her arms back up protectively.

"Better question is...can YOU still fight with your clothes on?"

His eyes weren't even on her face as she spoke.

".......I'm sorry, what?"

Jack's attention had been robbed again.

Once again Jack was distracted by Angel's lovely body, and once against she would try to take advantage of it, suddenly lunging at him with another high kick, this time aimed straight up for his chin!

The loud sound of wet skin slapping the other filled the showers, but nothing but church bells rung in Jack's ears when he was struck by Angel's well placed kick.
The lights above, in the ceiling, dazzle past his vision for a few moments before he would finally come back to his senses.

"Alright, lady, you're really starting to push your luck!"

Jack sounded like he was angry at her, even though he was truly angry at himself for losing focus so easily. Starting the initiative, Jack quickly closes distance and aims a right cross for the girl's face.

While Jack was getting back up to his feet, Angel would quickly tie her robe back together, then fall back into a defensive stance. When he threw the right hook towards her, she would try to duck away, then fire a couple quick jabs back towards him.

Angel seemed pretty well versed in hand to hand as well. Looks like the terrorists hired some real talent for this particular operation.
As they trade fists, Jack will try to catch her fist in his palm then return with a strong knee to her midsection.

Angel's fist would be caught as she tossed her jabs at Jack, and then she would be hit by the sudden knee, the breath expelling from her lungs as she doubled over forwards.