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Post by Miyuki Kazashiro on Feb 20, 2013 0:53:04 GMT -5
Miyuki had on her Buster uniform for the moment, harness and all, along with shorter shorts than regulation accounted for. This was her first time in the Buster base, and she'd been assigned to the new sub-unit...but had yet to meet her leader. What kind of person were they?
Such was on her mind as she wandered, before curiously coming across the door to an open training room....
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Post by Emma Nicholson on Feb 20, 2013 0:54:35 GMT -5
Emma was busy practicing on a punching bag, not really focusing on anyone, just on what she was fighting...
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Post by Miyuki Kazashiro on Feb 20, 2013 1:11:47 GMT -5
Miyuki looks in...and she freezes on the spot. Who....was this? She was punching the bag efficiently....but...
Speechless. That was all she was, for the moment, frozen in a semi-state of shock, not having made a sound.
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Post by Emma Nicholson on Feb 20, 2013 1:13:36 GMT -5
Emma kept punching, not paying the newcomer in the room any mind.
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Post by Miyuki Kazashiro on Feb 20, 2013 1:18:13 GMT -5
So cool....that was the reaction finally....and she was....easy on the eyes? Her stomach turned a flip and so did her mind as she momentarily had to grab hold of the side of the door to keep from fainting on the spot...
Soon...she would recover, and walk inside hesitantly. "Excuse me..." she gives in accented English, "May I use this room as well?" She felt kinda stupid for asking, but....
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Post by Emma Nicholson on Feb 20, 2013 1:21:13 GMT -5
"Of course," Emma said, no positive emotion in her voice... her focus not being lost by the other woman's sudden arrival. "Feel free to do whatever."
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Post by Miyuki Kazashiro on Feb 20, 2013 1:25:03 GMT -5
"Thanks." Miyuki shifts away from her heart aflutter, and approaches the other bag, delivering a couple of punches in quick succession...before elevating about half a foot off the ground and kicking the bag.
Landing on her feet, she stops the bags momentum with her elbow, spinning to deliver two kicks in quick succession with one leg...both striking the bag with impressive force.
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Post by Emma Nicholson on Feb 20, 2013 1:26:21 GMT -5
Much to Miyuki's dismay, Emma hadn't noticed, and was in fact waiting for the perfect chance to aim a one-inch punch at the bag she was on.
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Post by Miyuki Kazashiro on Feb 20, 2013 1:34:31 GMT -5
Miyuki's gaze turned just as the one-inch punch was given, and her eyes widened. "Wow.." she gave. "You're amazing." Though she did sound like a little bit of a fangirl, and kicked herself mentally. What the hell was she doing?
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Post by Emma Nicholson on Feb 20, 2013 1:58:07 GMT -5
"I was hand-picked for the Dark Red Buster suit, after all."
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Post by Miyuki Kazashiro on Feb 20, 2013 2:51:00 GMT -5
She nods slowly. "So you were. What's your name?" Miyuki asked, walking closer to extend her hand..
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Post by Emma Nicholson on Feb 22, 2013 14:29:35 GMT -5
"Emma Nicholson," she said, still punching the bag.
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Post by Miyuki Kazashiro on Feb 22, 2013 14:39:13 GMT -5
"Miyuki Kazashiro." She replies, taking her hand back when the other's focus was unabated. This was so unfair....the one person that she was legitly crushing on, and she couldn't even get close. Nodding a little she heads back over, working out her own frustrations on the bag.
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Post by Emma Nicholson on Feb 22, 2013 14:42:34 GMT -5
Emma eventually stopped and went over to her things, taking out a water bottle and drinking from it.
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Post by Miyuki Kazashiro on Feb 22, 2013 14:46:50 GMT -5
Miyuki backflips twice, before jumping into the air and delivering a flying kick to the bag, which it surpisingly took, and she landed on the other side of it, done with her routine as well...
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