Hopefully nothing goes wrong. (Dalton)

Dalton got there feeling enthusiastic. Having something to do was good for a change. It wasn't as good as being out in a mission but surely took the edge of feeling like a caged lioness.

She was late, as was her norm when the meeting wasn't work-related. The sergeant was wearing a black tank top over a sleeveless dark grey t-shirt and a set of loose black sports pants.

"Ready for some self-discipline?" Dalton asked from the door frame, then entered the room.

((OOC: No problem. Sometimes you've nothing more to add and that's all right.))

She wasn't trying to make it sound like she'd put him across her lap and spank him, but only realized it might have sounded a bit wrong after talking... as usual, her big mouth was creating trouble for her.

"How would you put it, then?" She asked in a good mood. "Ready for learning how not to get your ass kicked?" Dalton paraphrased as a joke. "Come on, I'll go easy on you." She promised walking into the room.

"You're only saying that because you know you still gonna be top of your class." She joked since he was the only one she'd be working on. Maybe after that Davyn would relax a bit.

"I figured we'd start by the very beginning, since you're pretty much a civilian and want to take it easy." Dalton figured that starting by the most basic self defense tricks would make him feel confident.

"So, if someone comes at you, there are several basic places to aim for. First of all, you don't want to keep them away, you want to pull them in, so close they won't have any space to maneuver and hit you. That's what locks are for, but let's go back to aiming at the right places." She suggested, making a pause to see if he was following her so far.

A small smile formed on Dalton's face when he nodded and she went on. "Ok, so, suppose someone's coming at you. You go for the eyes, ears and nose." Dalton explained making little motions with her hands. First, as if she were taking someone's head between her palms for support to dig her thumbs in their eyes, then a slapping movement that looked a lot like clapping with her hands cupped and last, she made a sort of sign with her right index and mayor finger stretched together in front of her.

"Whatever you do, put as much pressure as you can. Having your eyes pressed hard into your head can be really painful and even incapacitating, at least for a few seconds. That will give you a chance to get yourself together and plan an attack... or just get the hell out of there." She added with a half smile. "You can even hold your keys between your fingers like this..." Dalton had taken out her own keys and was holding the longest between her index and mayor finger, using her thumb behind the key for support. "...and get a better chance at drawing blood." She explained.

"Now I'll pretend to be an attacker and you try your best to stop me, all right? Don't hold yourself back. I can deal with pain well." She informed, but waited until he gave his approval to attack, just because he had asked to take it easy. Had it been a regular recruit, she would have wanted to take him off guard by attacking without warning, like a real enemy would.

That was way too basic to be something she'd be teaching her recruits, but it was something her father had wanted her to know and it had been the beginning of her long years of training, those first camping trips with her dad that looked more like bootcamp for little civilian girls than fun and yet were the highlight of her younger years.

Dalton nodded, and then tried to fake a slow and obvious enough attack at Davyn that would be easy enough for him to block.

Dalton had tried to go easy on him, using her hands so her attack would be as obvious as possible... at least for someone who knew what cues to look for. She was going for a choke, but went easy on Davyn and soon felt his hands trying to cup her ears or something like that.

She thought that it was going to be a lot of work to get him into shape, but she liked challenges and this was certainly gonna be one.

Dalton stopped in front of him and took a moment to collect her thoughts. "That was a good try." She said remembering to keep her motivational words positive instead of insulting him up and down like she would have done in the army. "You want to cup your hands like this." She showed the curves, as if she was trying to hold water but on a different angle. "And hit both ears at the same time as fast as you can. The rush of air into the ears can be quite painful and incapacitate an enemy for some time." Dalton explained.

"Let's try again." She suggested taking some steps back and, this time, attacking him without a warning, even if her movements were slow and as predictable as before.