Ted Grant grinned and shook his head at the pair sparring on the mat in front of him. Dinah had added her own flare to the technique and form he taught her, and she was using it to take down guys bigger than her like they were smurfs. AC hit the ground with a grunt.
“You know if this fight had happened in the water...”
“Cut the crap, Chicken of the Sea. I beat you fair and square.” She told him with a smirk as she helped him up.
“Watch that mouth of yours, Toucan Sam, it'll get you in trouble one day.” Victor said as he approached the mat, “I believe it's my turn.”
“No powers, Tin Man. This fight is completely civilian.” Dinah told him in warning.
“Oh don't worry, I can take you with out the fists of steel.” He grinned.
“Alright you two. Keep it clean.” Ted said as they began to circle each other.
“Oh, I'm not the one you have to worry about, Uncle Ted.” Dinah said playfully.
“You're just begging for a beating aren't you little girl?” Victor asked in return with an arched eyebrow.
“Okay, less talk more violence.” Bart cheered from the sidelines.
“I wouldn't be too eager for them to finish, Bart.” Oliver told him, “You're next.”
Bart quickly paled at the idea. A good fifteen minute spar ensued between Dinah and Victor before he landed on the mat for the last time.
“Better luck next time, Tin Can.” Dinah boasted before turning toward Bart, “Okay, kid, it's you and me now.”
Bart looked at Ted fearfully, “You want me to die, don't you?”
“No, Rookie, I want you to learn.” He told the young man with a chuckle.
Bart sighed and stepped onto the mat, and seconds later he was sent sliding across it.
Dinah made a motion as if she were dusting off her hands, “Well, that was easy. Next?”
“Don't get too cocky you've still got me to deal with.” Oliver announced.
“You actually think you can take me rich boy?” She asked with a arched eyebrow.
“Don't forget I survived being stranded on a deserted island...I HAD to fend for myself.” He reminded her coolly.
She grinned and crossed her arms over her chest, “So did Lex Luthor.”
The other four men in the room grimaced and looked away from the pair.
“It's on now, Pretty Bird.” He said with a glare as he took a stance in front of her.
“I'm shaking in my fishnets, Green Bean.” She smirked.
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