Title:Getting To Know You - Part Two
Pairings: None at the moment
Disclaimer: Buffy belongs to Whedon/.SGA to MGM
Spoilers: None at the moment.
Summary:Meeting Teyla …or Getting Hit With Sticks Hurt!
“Oh, come on Whelp! You spar with Slayers on a daily basis! Don’t tell me this alien bint is getting the better of you?”
Xander rolled rover on to his back and glared up at the blond vampire fom his place on the floor. While he ignored Sheppard who was snickering in the corner of the gym.
“Well she does have the advanage of knowing how to use theses things…” Xander said holding up one of the fighting sticks Telya’s people used.
Spike snorted, “It’s a stick! If anyone would know how to use one it should be you!”
Teyla held out a hand to Xander and helped him up saying, “It will take many years to truly master this weapon.”
Xander nodded as Spike said, “Again! And this time no holding back. She of all people can take it you know.”
Xander frowned as he looked at the fighting sticks in his hands then sighed, “Stop me if I go to far,” he told Spike. Then with a twist of his wrists spun the sticks showing more confidence since he and Teyla had begun the sparring match.
From the moment their sticks clashed, Teyla knew something was different about the young man she was sparring with. She had met Zandeer and Spike just hours ago after she had returned from the mainland. Major Sheppard and Dr. McKay were both bouncing up and down wanting her to meet them. She was surprised to find out that two fictional characters were real. Dr. McKay tried to explain the science behind it but she really didn’t understand it. They were real and here that was really all she needed to know.
Spike, they told her was a vampire. She had heard that term when some of the people from Earth spoke of the Wraith. Spike, she was told drank the life’s blood and not the life force of a person by biting them on the neck rather than stealing it through his hand .
Teyla barely ducked a blow from one of Xander’s sticks. She had never fought some one with such reflexes. The young man was fast and he seemed to be thinking as he fought, watching and assessing her next move in a way only other warriors did. When Xander blocked her sticks he surprised her by hooking his foot behind he calf and knocked her off her feet. Telya lay on her back panting for breath as Xander spun one of the sticks in his left hand into an odd position. He brought his hand up and…
Xander blinked when he felt a hand wrap around his wrist, someone pressed against his back and a voice murmured into his ear, “Enough, stop now.” Xander looked at the fighting stick he was holding up, in the way he would a stake. He looked down at Teyla on the ground and wordless dropped the fighting sticks.
Spike let him go but watched Xander carefully. The boy had odd reactions to fights and spars. You could never tell what kind of mind set he was in.
Sheppard pushed away from the wall he had been leaning against and walked over to Teyla as he helped her up, “Well that looked fun.”
Teyla raised an eyebrow at that and Sheppard knew…just knew that the next time he spared with her he would spend more time on the floor than not.