[center][img]https://images-ext-1.discordapp.net/external/xYNz5Y2DKS83pKct9KXUY-PvT56r7LfcBYOL5o7bjPM/https/fontmeme.com/permalink/210424/1aacb67ba4eb5c934f204d6669b28a48.png[/img][/center][hr][center][color=CornflowerBlue][b]Location:[/b][/color] Happy Harbour [color=CornflowerBlue][b]Interacting with:[/b][/color] Viktor ([@FunnyGuy]) [/center][hr]

Just as Alisa noticed a certain boy’s eyes glued on her, someone crashed through the trees. She whipped around, staring curiously at the girl picking herself up. She could [i]fly[/i]?! [color=CornflowerBlue][i]Wow. Jealous![/i][/color] Alisa already liked the Tamaranean. There were way too many guys on their team already, and she seemed nice and peppy. She made a mental note to herself to go talk to her after the training exercise. Luckily for Alisa, her mental notes never went forgotten.

That buoyancy sparked by the arrival of a new potential friend was quickly dashed, however, when it was announced that Alisa would be part of the sparring group. An expectant grin slid into a disappointed frown. At least Daphne (Nymph- she had to remember their code names!) looked as unhappy with the situation as she did. Viktor and Talon looked ambivalent, while Casper… well, she couldn’t really tell what Casper was thinking. Alisa was mentally sizing up her opponents, wondering whose ribs would be hardest to break when Black Canary told her to remember her strength. Alisa’s cheeks turned red. Although having zero combat experience, she was freakishly strong- a benefit of having stainless steel limbs and incredible durability. Maybe since he was also strong, Viktor would be a good choice? But then again, fighting Daphne could be fine. She didn’t look like she would want to fight seriously, while Viktor looked very serious.

She contemplated it for a moment before Viktor seemed to make the choice for her. [Color=silver]"A, I think you would be good for me. We won't have to worry about limiting ourselves,"[/color] he said.

[color=CornflowerBlue]“Alright. If you say so!”[/color] Alisa smiled, a nervous, fleeting thing, before backing up and dropping into what she [i]thought[/i] resembled a fighting stance. [color=CornflowerBlue]“I’ve never been in or trained for combat before, just so you know. Not even martial arts, so I’m not good at the technical stuff… but I’m stronger than I look. I can take a hit and be fine. But I do have stainless steel limbs, so… if you want to use our full strengths, we can, but I’m really sorry in advance if I break a rib or two!”[/color] The last part was said genuinely apologetically- she would feel [i]really[/i] bad if she broke Viktor’s bones. He seemed nice, if standoffish. 

[color=CornflowerBlue]“Should I, like… count to three or something?”[/color] Alisa stood with her fists up and stared unblinkingly at Viktor. She really didn’t know how this worked.