"Keep your arms up"
"Oh shut up will yo-"
SMACK!
He stumbled backwards and pressed his hands against his nose and the fresh crimson liquid started flowing out of his nose and now into his hand. He hissed in pain and looked up at his female instructor.
"I said keep your hands up."
All he did was hiss in response as he started pulling off the cloth wrapping from his left an then tilted his head back the flow of blood would at least go down his throat, and now down onto the floor of the empty gym.
He took out the generic black mouthpiece out and set it down on the counter by the bench. His female instructor walked forward-
Addison,
Her name was Addison.
Addison walked forward and handed him a wad of tissues, and as he grabbed it with his spare hand she unwove the cloth wraps from his right hand and took the blood soaked wraps and tossed them onto the counter.
"Let me see your nose" She uttered.
"Why so you can pop me sideways again?" He sneered back.
"Maybe if I do you will be faster to keep your hands up..." Addison shot back quickly.
"Oh Piss off." He lowered the tissues from his nose and tilted his head back to reveal his swelling, cracked sideways, broken nose.
A very broken nose at that. Addison nearly snickered and walked into the back room to fetch an ice pack and an old rag to wrap it in, before handing it back to him.
"Addison am I going to get new wraps? Mine are kind of bloody and gross now..."
"Kalob if every time I got blood on something I replaced it my whole damn wardrobe, carpets, and wallpaper would be replaced."
"So I'm taking that as a no...?" Kalob replied unknowingly.
"Yes," Addison sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "It gives your wraps good luck and character its proof of you... er... well it's just a reminder for you to be a little damn faster to put your hands up!" Addison glared at him, then tossed him Boxing Gloves.
"Take a section on the bags and then we an go for another round and then you can go home..." She replied quietly as she started walking behind the counter to start putting things away from the days work.
"My nose is bleeding Addison..." Kalob replied.
"Do you want me to give you a gold star? Stuff some tissues up your nose and hurry up!" Addison shot back as she was putting a box back into its cabinet.
"You want me to make nose tampons....?" He stared down at the tissues awkwardly.
A small, purple, plastic ball whizzed through the air and hit Kalob in the back of the head, it taking him by surprise he fell forward a bit.
"If it works for you, shove those nose tampons up your nose vagina and get to the bags!"
Kalob stood for a moment longer stuffing the tissues up his nose. Another ball whizzed by and hit the wall next to him.
"And hurry up with it!"
"Yes Ma'am!"
