The bikes were like the movie Tron's bikes, made herself.

She turned on lights to another part, revealing an arena, "You want practice?"

Jamie glanced at the bikes which were nestled in a far corner, slightly impressed by how they were made until his eyes were dragged toward the arena. "Yeah. You got gloves and stuff?" He said, a slight smile flickering upon his face.

"Theres that smile..." She chuckled and swiftly moved towards the arena, "yeah. Get up here, Jamie-Boy." She got into the arena and stretched her arms.

Jamie strode forward and slipped over the ropes which protected the arena, finding some gloves nestled in the corner of the slightly bloodied mat. He placed them on firmly and placed his fists together. "Ready when you are."

She cracked her knuckles and stood tall, taking off the helmet and tossing it aside, "ready?"

His smile broadened and he stared into her eyes, "Just like the old times." He muttered under his breath as he lunged toward her, instantly switching into a fighting stance and preparing to use his elbow to knock her to the ground. It may have seemed like something bad to do, now that she was a friend of sorts, but she could deal with herself, Jamie considered.

She ducked the attack and grabbed his sides, lifting him up and throwing him to the side. "Where's the champ i used to know?"

"Just don't want to hurt a lil' lady like you." He said with a wink, coming back to his feet and moving back to his corner in the ring. He then moved forward and ducked one of her swings, ramming his elbow into her ribs, not too hard to cause any damage, but to knock her to the side.

"Rule of advice.." She put her and against the cage and ran to the other side:
(she just did that to him)

"Never put me near the wall."

Jamie suddenly fell limp, falling to the ground, slightly stunned by the stunt she pulled over. Almost instantly, he shuffled back and got back onto his feet, taking a few steps back until he was at the wall. He took this time to quickly recover from the harsh hit - taking in deep breaths and trying his best to focus his mind on something other than pain.

(I think I'll let you win this fight. Since I won the genuine, actual arena fight we had in this roleplay's prologue, didn't I?)

"Remind me to teach you that sometime..."

"You're much better than last time." He said, his grin returning as he resumed the fighting stance, eyeing the girl with caution as she stood parallel. After a minute of awkward silence, he pounced forward, quickly striking her in the stomach.

She knelt down, she almost forgot how much that hurt.  

"Jamie, we should stop now, if we tire eachother out, we wont be able to last when we're out in the coliseum." She looked at her stomach, remembering the pain was from it already being bruised.

"You ready to go?"

Jamie took a step back, almost ashamed of hurting her. "Sorry." He quickly muttered as he stepped out of the ring. "I'm ready."

She smiled, "Lets go." She jumped out of the ring and sprinted towards the cycles.

Jamie gave a nod, wiping away blood which had accumulated on his lip before selecting a bike, instantly swinging his leg over the metal frame. 'You lead. I'll follow.' He said.