The poll was just for the heck of it, but then the idea was stuck in my head! And I got approval from McL for this.

"Ready?"
"Give it your best shot," Bloodmist replied with a cocky tone. Even if she couldn't see it, SilverWings was aware of the smirk beneath his mask. She threw three punches, which he easily blocked. Then she launched a sidekick at him.
Bloodmist caught her ankle and tossed it up and away from him, unharmed. Silver lost her balance and landed with her hands planted beneath her. Quickly, she pushed herself up, back onto her feet.
"Is that all you got?" Bloodmist asked.
"Well, I don't want to hurt you," Silver replied, crossing her arms. Her opponent laughed.
"You think I would hold back if I really fought you?"
"You wouldn't hit a girl."
The ninja shrugged. "I would if I was defending myself."
Silver nodded slowly. "Then... Defend yourself!" She leapt at him with lightning speed.
Four punches, all of which he blocked. Silver kicked his shin and he stumbled back a step. She quickly spun a high kick. This time, Bloodmist didn't stop it before her boot collided with his jaw.
Silver smiled triumphantly as he rotated his jaw and winced.
"Alright," he said. "So you want to play rough?"
Before Silver could blink, he swept a kick at her leg, knocking her off he feet again. She was on her back a moment before summersaulting back, followed by two back-flips, trying to put distance between them.
Bloodmist was right behind her. He launched paunches, left, right, left, right, seemingly aiming for her ribs, abdominal, torso. Too busy dodging the low blows, Silver didn't see the sneaked right hook until she felt it.
She took a step back and reached a hand to feel her cut lip. Sh pulled her hand away and saw the clear red coat on her fingertips. It hadn't been a hard hit. There hadn't been much power behind it, and she could tell he had opened his fist before his hand made contact.
"Hey, I did warn you, didn't I?" Bloodmist crossed his arms.
"Not bad," Silver said, wiping her mouth with he sleeve before resuming a fighting stance.
They continued like until the sun began to fall. The would block and dodge until someone got in a "lucky shot", pause a moment to catch their breath, then launch back into the charade. Before long they were sweating and panting. Somewhere during the brawl, someone had drawn a blade and it was daggers versus sword, though neither of them tried to actually cut the other, using the flat side of the blade when they made contact.
Finally, Bloodmist and Silver came to a halt as their blades became locked. They were to close to get enough momentum to push the other back. Both realized it, though they were too stubborn to back off.
Suddenly, the blare of sirens broke out in the distance. they seemed to grow closer, as if headed their way. Bloodmist tensed slightly at the sound. At almost the same moment, Silver's comm link beeped twice in her ear.
"Draw?" they asked in unison. They both nodded and puled back at the same moment, sliding their blades back into heir sheaths.
"Not so bad yourself," Bloodmist said. Instead of thanking him, Silver slugged him in the shoulder, though not hard. 'What was that for?" Bloodmist asked defensfully.
"For going easy on me!" Silver exclaimed. She smiled, then turned and ran out of the alley where they had been sparring.
Bloodmist rolled his eyes and threw down a smoke bomb, disappearing into the night.