Amy reached Troy's place in near 10 minutes, and let her self in, quite comfortable in the big, black man's space and in his company to simply do so. She say that Troy was busy, so she got settled, and began her warm up movements, so that by the time Troy was ready, she was too. And she attacked quickly, moving swiftly, and in that same combination style of Karate and Krav Maiga. She landed a blow, dodged another, but got hit by a blow to the shoulder. 

She let out a hiss, and turned about, ducking under Troy's guard, and landing another blow. Troy grabbed her hands in a quick movement, and stopped her short. He held her hands in one hand, and gently ran his fingers along her jaw. 

[b]"Fight, Amy?"[/b] he asked, his voice a rumble, almost like the rumble of the earth shaking. 

Amy sighed. [b]"Dragons, troy. I was invited into a group to help take care of them. And I'm going to stay with them. they're good people. And right now, my only friends" [/b]She said softly

Troy just sighed, and had her shrug her shirt off slowly, so he could examine her shoulder. [b]"Well, its not so bad at least"[/b] the rest of the session was alright, and Amy went home an hour later, returning to her room after dinner.