Anger flashed and her eyes went sharp at the man's casual dismissal. The 'endearment' only pissed her off even more. Then he was charging at her. Trick brought her other hand to the hilt of her sword and raised it to block his first strike. A harsh clang sounded in the air as the back of her katana met his scimitars. The impact sent a shock of pain up her arms. [i]Strong.[/i] Keeping her weight on her toes, Trick took a step back, giving ground in order to dodge his kick. A rush of air lifted her dyed black bangs, the force of a hit only narrowly missed. The sirens were starting to grow louder. 

Keeping her momentum, Trick pushed one foot to the side and slashed her sword in a diagonal motion. Before the move was even completed, she teleported to a new location, to the left of the man when she'd previously been in front of him, and swung the blade up in a vicious arc.