Heed My Every Order

Mirage couldn't deny that she flinched when Jane's return punch came at her. It wasn't that she wasn't expecting it...it was just that she remembered when she had received a sharp whack to the chin from Mrs Incredible. Her jaw tingled at the memory - the super had punched her with such a force that she had toppled over.

Even though Jane's punch was light, Mirage was nearly hit by it anyway - because she flinched and tried to block too early, she had to hastily move her arm to make sure the punch hit that rather than her nose. She managed to block despite her minute slip up, and lowered her arm after she had done so, giving Jane a sheepish smile. "I'm sorry, that wasn't very good!" she chuckled, embarrassed.

May 3, 2012 23:23:01 GMT -5 @eilonwy said:

Eilowny was a bit taken off by Abigail's attack, she did end up on the ground with part of her dress ripped and a few claw marks on her side. Ow. That really hurt. For a cat she had fire power. The blonde stood up and glared at the cat. "Not bad, Abby." she dusted herself off. "But that won't be good enough to defeat big enemies." she ran straight at the cat and aimed a kcik at her feet, hoping to knock her down or at least throw her off balance.

"What do you know about defeating big enemies?" Abigail scoffed, tilting slightly off her balance when the kick was aimed correctly, but landing on her feet after she stumbled like a cat always would. Eyes flashed and narrowed as she hissed at the girl.

Jumping towards her, Abby tried again to lash out, this time aiming for the other girl's face.

Distracted by Shang's - she thought - rather out-of-character silly smile, Mulan was a fraction too slow moving her hand, and felt the man grasp it in his own. Any other girl would have blushed at that, but while Mulan's cheeks did warm a little embarassingly (in all their sparring sessions, they'd never ended up hand-in-hand before), the female soldier didn't loose her head. As Shang's move pulled her towards him, Mulan quickly lifted her other arm out of the way of the one he was holding. Even as his move spun her around, the girl threw another side-handed chop with her free hand towards the general's shoulder, intending the blow to shock him into letting go.

Eilonwy dodged by just a fraction of a second. "What do I know? I have faced a few myself. Besides I think i know what I'm talking about since i've been here longer than you have." she said moving to punch the cat girl. Stuck up brat was what she was. There was no mistaking that. and eilonwy hated to admit it but she didn't like Abigail moving in on Arthur.

"What...are we dancing now?"

Shang was happy. Happy to be sparring with his...friend? Girlfriend? What was Mulan to him anyway? He shrugged off the thought as the blow did indeed get him to let go. Like a cat, in one fluid motion, he backed up and held up his hands waiting for him to come at him again. He turned to the troops. "Notice the defensive tactics we both are displaying! My move before to immobilize her by grabbing her hands? Not everything has to be offensive."

He peered at Mulan. "Got anything to add?" He asked.

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Completely ignoring the fight was Abigail. She was really starting to get irked by the blonde. Eyes narrowing, she moved backwards to avoid the blow coming towards her. "You may have been in battle before sweetheart," Abby hissed, "But I'm better than you clearly at staying on my-whoa!"

She leaned back too far and fell on her butt. Ears flicking back she gritted her teeth. "I...meant to do that..." She mumbled sheepishly looking up at Arthur.

Cogsworth had been spending the morning around the tents, sort of patroling and then sort of just taking a walk. He thought he was putting himself to good use; by then he had an eye for seeing of anything was out of order. While reviewing what he had been observieng in his head to make sure nothing particularly struck him, he barely regiestered that he was skirting the trianing grounds. He was in his own little world of neat mental orginization. He began to come out of it when the noise around him began to change. It was yelling and scuffling. It didn't have the particular intensity of a battle and it had a certian quality that told him he was in no danger.

He blinked himself out of his mind, stood still and glanced over. That was it: a trianing session. Ah, yes. He turned toward them, his arms remaining folded behind his back. As he noticed that it was largely younger heroes, his expression changed. He wasn't all for having younger ones being turned into soilders. No, not at all. This didn't mean that Cogsworth was against teaching them disipline (obedient folks were all too rare!), but this just stirred up feelings he was not at all comfortable with. But it was war after all. The skills would have been needed. It was just that the idea of children killing almost made him sick.

After a moment of worrying himself over those thoughts, he brought himself out of it. His fighting skills were embracing. He knew he needed to learn himself. If he had ever been unfortunate enough to be caught alone during an attack, it was all over. The thing was, he really, really didn't want to look like an idiot during trianing. However, he had to make a place for himself. It was his duty. Although he didn't feel he had what it took to be a soilder...at all, how shall he know if he never made a concious effort?

He took a breath and stepped the metaphorical line into the trianing grounds. He was well aware he looked unconfidant and out of place. He couldn't think of words; so he didn't say anything. As he looked up, he sort of wished no one was free to spar and he could sneak back into his tent. He knew better than that; he was never that lucky.

((ooc: this turned out longer that I thought it'd be XP))

Eilonwy just gave a tiny smirk and laughed. "Just because I have been on the battlefield doesn't mean i know everything, and clearly neither do you. You need to stay focused and not let jealousy cloud your judgement." she said the word jealousy with a bit more serious tone but decided not to say anything more, because wouldn't that be calling the kettle black. She was jealous too. But why? "Come on, if we are going to win this thing, we should at least try to work together..."

"Oh shut UP," Abigail scowled, lifting herself from the ground, "I stumbled. That's all." She hissed, flashing her sharp fangs. She was trying to get Arthur's attention by beating this girl but he was clearly more occupied with the rodent who was starting to get on Abigail's nerves more and more. Her ears flicked back and her maw parted slightly as she steadied herself. Flexing claws, she listened to the blonde's words.

"Win what thing? The war? You think that the war will be won because we're working together?" She scoffed, brushing off her jacket, "Gimmie a break. This war's gonna be won by skilled fighters. Something of which I'll be you know nothing about!"

With that she lunged again, aiming to tear at the girl's midsection with her claws.

"EXCUSE ME?!" Eilwony growled as she jumped out of the way to avoid Abby's claws. "Who do you think you are?" her blue eyes narrowed. "A war isn't just about strong fighters its about working together to try to beat the other team. It's not about proving who is the better hero, but i doubt you would kknow anything about that!" OOoh, this little brat was starting to get on her nerves, it was starting to get hard to keep herself calm. "I happen to have been in battles before, and I can do magic, which i don't think you could even master a simple spell."

"I don't need magic!" Abigail pouted, ears perked, grey-blue eyes flashing with hate. Ooooh this girl; she was getting on her nerves! More than that time her blonde sister tattle told on her to her parents after...well everything. She hissed, looked around her shoulder to make sure nobody was paying attention and struck a power blow towards Elionwy. This is what she did. Female lifted her chin slightly before tucking it into her neck. Then she lept towards Elionwy, claws extended. If she succeeded in knocking the girl over she would have her claws dug into her shoulders and end up on top of her.

Eilonwy hissed in pain. "GET OFF ME YOU LITLTE BRAT!" she had told herself that she wouldn't loose her anger today, but this little alien cat girl was asking for it and the blond princess couldn't take much more of this. "Arthur get her off me please." she said trying to remain calm

May 21, 2012 11:03:55 GMT -5 General Li Shang said:

"What...are we dancing now?"

Shang was happy. Happy to be sparring with his...friend? Girlfriend? What was Mulan to him anyway? He shrugged off the thought as the blow did indeed get him to let go. Like a cat, in one fluid motion, he backed up and held up his hands waiting for him to come at him again. He turned to the troops. "Notice the defensive tactics we both are displaying! My move before to immobilize her by grabbing her hands? Not everything has to be offensive."

He peered at Mulan. "Got anything to add?" He asked.

"You wish," Mulan shot back, her tone equally teasing as she ducked out of Shang's reach once he'd released her arm, her own hand coming up into a typical defensive posture before she realised that he was expecting her to move next as he addressed the other trainees. The momentary pause did, however, give her time to think through her next move, so that when Shang turned to ask for her input, Mulan was ready. "How about 'duck'?" she offered, and with that, the female soldier threw a sharp kick towards the right side of his jaw, wondering if Shang had been so focused on addressing his trainees that she would have caught him by surprise. In case he hadn't, however, the girl quickly swung her leg back down as soon as it reached the point where it would have made impact, to deprive the male the chance to grab onto that limb and pull her off-balance.

May 7, 2012 15:42:29 GMT -5 Gwen the... Squirrel? said:

Furry little head tilted from side to side as Arthur spoke to her and her alone. There was a beaming smile on the squirrel's face at the prospect of being the focus of her boy's attention, but that wasn't to say she hadn't been paying attention. A little shake of the head answered Arthur in the negative. "Don't 'ave those. Not one she," A claw went again to Squirrel's chest so that the boy would know she was referring to herself. "Can say like human-talk."

"'Names' ..." Squirrel made a low humming sound in her throat as one paw went to rest against her chin, the other propped on her side. Looking down with brows twisted together, the minuscule mammal turned to pace down Arthur's arm so that she could give the concept some deep squirrely thought. When she came to his wrist, the female looked up over her shoulder at Arthur. "How you get a name?"

(ooc: I'm so sorry this took so long! D: )

That was an interesting question. How did one go about getting a name? As far as Arthur knew, it was usually up to one's parents to give them an identity and Arthur had never really known his. He did wonder what Squirrel's parents had initially called her. Not being versed in the squirrely tongue, it would be difficult to even interpret what her name actually was. "Well... maybe I could give you a name." Arthur finally suggested. A little unconventional, maybe, but he didn't see anything wrong with it. After all, he would need to call her something anyway if they were going to be friends.

But what could I even call her? he wondered. What would even suit her? Maybe something starting with a B? Or an E? ...What about G? That seemed like a good start. Arthur reasoned that there were plenty of good names that started with G. Now he just had to think of one, and fast. Sooner or later someone was bound to notice that he wasn't exactly training right then.

"...What about Guenevere? Or... ah... Gwen for short." he said.

Jun 1, 2012 12:15:48 GMT -5 @eilonwy said:

Eilonwy hissed in pain. "GET OFF ME YOU LITLTE BRAT!" she had told herself that she wouldn't loose her anger today, but this little alien cat girl was asking for it and the blond princess couldn't take much more of this. "Arthur get her off me please." she said trying to remain calm

"Ffft. Calling out for a boy to save you? What a little lady! What a wuss!" Abigail grinned. Her attack successful, she paused. What did she do now that she had caught her prey? She frowned, ear twitching slightly before she dug her claws deeper into Eilonwy's shoulders.

"Say Uncle and I'll get off of you," she teased, "Keep resisting and I'll...do...something bad..."

* * * * *

The blow took effect, causing the male to fly to the ground, reminiscent of a previous sparring session. However, this caused Shang to blush furiously, rubbing his jaw with a hand to massage the pain out of it. Brought down in front of his own troops. It was one thing when they were sparring alone but in front of the troops? He frowned, eyes narrowing as he rose to his feet. "Good example," he snorted, still rubbing his jaw, "Stay alert. You never know what might come flying at you."

"Also," he pointed out, "Most of the attacks you should learn should be defensive. Defensive attacks can disable an enemy and cause them to weaken. Grow tired if you will." Staggering back, he turned to Mulan with a stern face and whined, "That actually hurt!"

"Why would i ever say Uncle to a brat like you?" Eilonwy's blue eyes narrowed angrily. No way was she going to let this girl win. She glared at Abby as she reached behind her back and pulled on Abby's hair, tightly. "I am not going down so easily Kid."