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Prompt: http://catharsissociety.tumblr.com/post/56286945145/mission-1-mirror-drill

(I forgot about this until recently. I wasn't around to submit it to the group before the deadline. But heck I'll post it on my own page anyway.)

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Karina fidgets during the entire briefing; transitioning back and forth from either rocking on the balls of her feet or swaying side to side. Though listening, her eyes wander to the faces of the other freshman. Some seem confident, others nervous, and several are unreadable. Nico, on the other hand, stands perfectly still with his arms folded behind his back as he listens. Though it doesn’t show on his face, he feels a twinge of nervousness at their first “mission.” Karina and he are one of the freshman pairs that have known each other for awhile, but they’ve never sparred. Heck, they’ve never so much as gone jogging together. They use different weapons and even have different exercise routines. So the most either has done is observe the other training while passing them by. His head turns just slightly to his right where his adoptive sister stands nearby. And from there his face tilts upwards, given that he stands barely at the level of her knees. His eyes roll upon seeing her practically bouncing in place, then he looks back to the stage to hear the last bits of the briefing. When dismissed, he sighs and relaxes his stance. “So is now good?” Her voice is bubbly and her movements brimming with pent up energy. He lets out a low protesting groan. “Serious? They said we have all week to do it!” It’s not just that. Nico’s mind is buzzing as he tries to figure out how this “Mirror Drill” thing should be done. Watch each other train with some sparring dummies? Challenge other students to a match? Fight each other? His train of thought is broken when she suddenly squats in front of him, now closer to eye level. She creates a very forced pout and the accompanying whining tone she uses is teetering between the lines of irritating and slap-worthy “But Nickyyyy everyone else is already starting.” He sighs through his nose. “Talk normally, find an area with more space, and we will.” She gives him a smug grin. “Deal. Race ya?” She doesn’t wait for a response and takes off at a light jog. Nico follows suit and for the first time, really watches her. Like her personality, her run is well...bouncy. He also notices that her eyes for the most part are fixed on the ground directly in front of her. He wonders whether she's always moved like that...and whether she’ll fall into that habit during a fight. After claiming a suitably large amount of space, the two face each other with a short distance between them. “Alrighty! Powers yes, weapons no. You ready, little man?” Nico cracks his knuckles, his neck, and rolls his shoulders with a wide grin. “You asked for this, Kare-bear.” Her face has a forced frown, but her eyes still gleam. “Oh well um...I won’t be so uh...caring and...uh...” “Oh would you just shut up and fight?” he half says and half laughs before sweeping up a cloud of dirt around him and hurling it towards her.

Michelle: ambot... wala man