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[sub][color=goldenrod]Interaction[/color] | Black Canary
NPC’d by [@DreamingFlowers]
[color=goldenrod]Location[/color] | Happy Harbor
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Kila waited in silence for the others to show up, and when they did, he stood at attention. The eyes of Black Canary scrutinized them, studying them, he could tell. He himself had done it. As it seemed, they were to be in pairs as before. For one reason or another, he found himself oddly disappointed he was not put against Zach. That way Kila could have put him in place for that ‘kitty cat’ nickname from earlier. Still, who was he to refuse the honor of sparring with their teacher?

Thus, with the extended alias of his being called to action, Kila stepped aside from his squad. Now nearer to the Canary, the Meta took in a breath. He supposed now would be as good a time as any, especially given the task. [color=goldenrod]“Before we begin, if you do not mind, Tenzi, I have a question.”[/color]

Dinah raised her brow lightly, nodding to Kila to go ahead and ask whatever he wanted. Out of the two personalities she’d seen the most of Ja. She wondered if what she knew of Kila was close to the truth. 

Kila waited just a moment, as though the question was a difficult one for him. If he was honest with himself, it was. Actually getting answers intimidated him, but he wasn’t sure how many chances he would get. His eyes aimed to hers more directly. [color=goldenrod]What do you know about the man called the Bronze Tiger?”[/color]

She looked at the dark skinned teen more seriously. Dinah knew about the Bronze Tiger. They fought together on multiple occasions and trained together under O-Sensei. Dinah remembered him as a somewhat unstable individual, but nonetheless an honorable man and warrior. She had not seen or heard of him in years. The last she’d heard of him was his exit from the League of Assassins, making his way back to heroism. 

Their eyes met, and from her tone it was evident she was genuinely curious what Metamorph could possibly want from the Bronze Tiger. He wasn’t exactly a proper role model for these kids. 

[color=slateblue]“I know him, but I haven’t seen or spoken to him in years. Last I heard he escaped from the League of Assassins. What is it you want to know about him?”[/color]

The maned boy thought a little about the information presented in the bit of dialogue she offered so far. She didn’t seem to hold contempt in her voice, which he supposed was a good sign. Though, hearing about the legendary League of Assassins was not. The Buredunian President described them as a clan of snakes and devils. It made him wonder if the man his Amai heaped much praise on, ran with them or was fleeing. That thought line led to the next question.

[color=goldenrod]“...From what you remember...What sort of man was he?”[/color]

Dinah attempted to recall from memory her most positive personal experiences with the Bronze Tiger. She brushed her blonde hair away from her face and stared into the distance for a couple of seconds before answering. 

[color=slateblue]“I remember him to be a fearless fighter, always two steps ahead, but he struggled too, with issues he never shared.”[/color]

Kila slowly nodded. So, as suspected, there was no real side in which the man resided. Though, it made him wonder all the more about him. What these issues were that he decided not to share. If this man loved his Amai, why did he disappear before Kila had the ability to remember him? Questions with no answers he could get now. Questions for a later time.

[color=goldenrod]“Thank you, Tenzi.”[/color] Was all he had left on the subject for now. Taking a smooth breath, Kila planted his feet in a sturdy position. Squaring his fists, he held his arms near his head in a Muay Thai reminiscent stance. His eyes narrowed in focus.

[color=goldenrod]“I am ready.”[/color]

[color=slateblue]“Don’t hold back”[/color]

Black Canary assumed her fighting stance, taking in her opponent Kila. This was not just going to be any ordinary sparring session. If she was to believe what she was told by Vixen and the League, Kila´s combat skills rivaled her own. Dinah loved a good challenge. She recognized his fighting technique and it was a good choice. The art of the eight limbs included the use of almost the entire body. He had not thrown any punches but she was already impressed, she recognized the disciplined stance that came with years of training. 

In her signature aggressive combat style she rushed towards Kila, using a combination of a feigned punch to taunt him in a block, which would free up his lower body. She went in for a low kick to his shins. The youth remained stable on her initial rush. Ironic to her feigned attack, he raised his shin as the defense against the punch though, since she tried for the lower body. Instead, his counter used the raised leg to spear towards her hip with the small opening she left.

She was partially hit by his incoming kick, sidestepping the hardest hitting portion of his leg. Black Canary brushed off the pain quickly and went in with a high kick, her boot rushing towards his head, while her body twisted around to gather the necessary force to fortify her attack. He was lucky his hands were still up there, but the impact still sent him stumbling backwards. A splash of pain was brief across his system, as his attempted block really just smacked his arms into his head.

Standing firm again, this time he let his arms rest at his side and started walking up to her openly. The teacher furrowed her brow, what was he trying? Usually, during actual fights on League missions this would be the perfect opportunity to use her Canary cry, when her enemy seemed to be holding back. The sound forcing them into submission. 

Black Canary ran towards him and leaped forward, wanting to grab his shoulders. She wanted to flip over his head and use that force to throw him. Her inertia was used against her as with her leaping forward, she jumped into a high knee. Further, her outstretched arms got contact with his shoulders, but he took hold of her wrists to pull her towards him. Rolling back, his feet were a springboard to launch her over and behind him.

Dinah was caught by surprise when her overhead throw got turned on its head. Literally, as now she was the one being thrown. The throw didn’t allow for enough altitude to use her canary cry safely and she was facing the wrong way. She was falling down quickly with her back aimed at the ground. When she landed the wind got knocked out of her forcefully and a sharp pain spread along her spine. 

Black Canary rolled onto her side, grunting, forcing herself to stand up. The leaguer was visibly in pain, but ready for another round. She could take a couple more hits, but one more mistake like this was going to end in a serious injury. She motioned to Kila to start his attack. 

The young warrior by now was on his feet again, keeping his breaths steady. He wasn’t sure why, but it felt like she was going easy on him. Although wary of her canary cry, he knew he didn’t currently have anything to counter it with. Still, on her mark, he made his approach again. This time though, it was through small skip-steps that zig-zagged. When within arm’s reach, he stepped into a quick jab.

Black Canary anticipated his flurry of punches and held up her arms, blocking the blows. One punch got through and hit her collarbone. She gritted her teeth and scowled. Trying not to let her frustration show, she created some distance between them using a backflip. The leaguer sucked in a deep breath and let out a very weak version of her canary cry.

Kila had initially tried to punish the backflip with an ironically named Superman punch. Though while he was in the air, the canary cry at this close of a range hit his senses hard. He crashed to his hands and knees, with a slight ringing in his hearing.

Dinah caught her breath after using her canary cry and steadied herself, with one eye on Kila. She went over to him and offered him a hand, helping him to stand up. Although still feeling dizzy, Kila managed to stand without wobbling.

[color=slateblue]“Very impressive Metamorph, I didn’t want to resort to this.”[/color] With her commendation on his efforts, his head motioned to the floor. 

[color=goldenrod]”I am...honored, Tenzi.”[/color]