Sparring Session in the Hangar Bay

Seems like Shepard was really serious about wanting to train Gordon in the art of hand-to-hand combat. You know, Samara once mentioned that Shepard had fighting down to an art, let's see if Gordon can get it down to a science  

“Alright, so first. Close quarters combat.” Shepard continued to expound, as he took a few steps closer to Gordon, finding himself within arm’s reach.
 
“When we talk about close quarters combat, we’re talking about anything within grappling distance, or a fencing measure. A fencing measure is a distance within about two meters from your body. Anything beyond that is what’s considered weapons range. So let's start with the upper-body and some basic counter-attack and disarm techniques.” He said, hovering his hands over his chest, as if preparing to render a demonstration. “Then we’ll move into choke escapes, and some basic takedown tactics. I’m going to show you some examples.”
 
“Now I can tell you that one of your biggest fatal flaws Gordon, is you have too many tells.” The Commander declared, as he pointed at the physicist. “You’re too easy to choreograph. That turian that you fought on the Illustria? He could see you coming with a punch from a mile away. Hell, I could see you coming from a mile away, and I was down in the loading bay watching you on a camera.”
 
“Well, like I said, I’m no soldier.” Gordon replied, sounding rather ashamed. “I’m not used to fist fighting.”
 
“It’s alright, that’s why we’re doing this.” Shepard readily absolved. “So I want you to take a fighting stance. Are you right handed, or left handed?”
 
“Actually, I’m ambidextrous.” Gordon replied, with a cavalier tone. “And I’m very proud of that fact.”
 
“Well, you have to favor one or the other. Which do you favor?”
 
“Uh… Right, I guess.” Gordon affirmed, after thinking about it for a moment.
 
“Alright.” Shepard said, bringing his fists up and letting his shoulders bounce like a fighter in a video game character. “So plant your right foot perpendicular to your left foot. Left foot facing forward, towards your attacker, right foot facing out, like this.” He explained and demonstrated all at once.
 
Gordon took quick measure of the Commander’s movements and posture, and after a moment, followed suit, admittedly feeling a little awkward in the process..
 
“Good.” John acknowledged, as the two stood poised, face to face, as if about to quarrel in an alleyway somewhere. “This is your basic fighting stance. It’s the standing position that’s the most difficult to be knocked down from. The right leg is holding most of your weight, and thus absorbs a lot of the shock from any incoming blows. Less stagger, more balance.”
 
“Lower center of gravity, harder to knock down.” Gordon nodded and shrugged. “Got it.”
 
“Yeah, piece of cake, right? Now I want you to hit me.”
 
“What…?” Gordon queried with dismay, as he let his lowered his loosely clenched fist.
 
“Hit me.” The Commander reiterated, exhibiting even more conviction than before. “Take a jab, a hook, an uppercut. Anything. Hell, kick if you want to.”
 
“Uh-I…” Gordon stammered for a bit, as he seemed to recoil squeamishly. “I don’t really wanna hit ya, John.”
 
“You won’t. Trust me.” Shepard proclaimed, with a methodical shake of his head, and a crooked, arrogant smirk. “There’s no shot you could take that’ll land a blow on me. I wanna show you that any kind of incoming attack can be effectively neutralized with the proper technique. I also wanna help you identify some of those tells that you have, that are giving you away to someone that you might be engaged in.” He explained, pointing a hand towards Gordon. “Help you conceal your offense a little better. So, if it helps, consider it an order...”

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