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[right][sub][color=a9a9a9]Location: Downtown
Interacting with: [@Fabricant451] Blondie, [@metanoia] Good Brother Jackson, [@LG] Good Brother Dre, and finally [@Akayaofthemoon] Hana[/color][/sub][/right]

[indent][indent]Ji-Su had to admit, watching these people fight was entertaining in its own way. From Jackson and Dre performing an alley-oop, to Blondie doing some kind of spinning kick… it seemed they had things under control. JS and the other Korean girl probably could have relaxed and let their fellow Crystal wearers handle business. Of course, this was personal. They’d broken her fucking Ray-Bans, and that was unforgivable. Ji-Su glanced at Jackson, who was asking if she felt any different, and Ji-Su gave him a nod, [color=4169E1][b]“Yeah, dude. I feel pretty different.”[/b][/color] She thought it was a pretty easy question to ask, but then, Jackson wasn’t exactly the most cookie cutter dude she knew.

Ji-Su turned her body to steal a glance at blondie, who was hyping herself up after calling out her move name, and Ji-Su clapped her hands, letting out a small whistle. [color=4169E1][b]“Not bad, blondie. Let me try.”[/b][/color] Luckily, there was no shortage of mooks for her to slap the shit out of. Ji-Su swung her arms back and forth as she approached one of the Bechats. She was either going to look really, really sick - or like a fucking idiot, there was frankly no in between.

Once she was close enough to one of the bad guys, Ji-Su immediately turned to the side and leaned back, stretching her leg to its full height - essentially doing the standing splits. The impact came with a shout that sounded like it came out of a cheesy martial arts movie. She’d have been lying if she said the result of the kick didn’t surprise her. Ji-Su definitely [i]felt[/i] stronger, but seeing the results was different from feeling them; the Bechat was launched a few feet into the air. Testing the limits of her newfound abilities, Ji-Su hopped up into the air as a follow up.

Ji-Su knew she sounded like an idiot, but she didn’t care. She hadn’t played hours and hours of Tekken 3 to [i]not[/i] make Bruce Lee sounds as she kicked the Bechat with one foot, using its body as something of an anchor to spin herself around. The second kick landed, and as she spun through the air, she had to admit it was working out way more smoothly than she could have ever imagined. Fighting game juggle in real life? Check that shit off the bucket list. Spinning around. she landed a third kick - a simple roundhouse one. Then, finally she lifted up her dominant leg - her left - and brought it up high over her head. She slammed it down, and axe kicked the enemy straight into the ground.

The Bechat landed sooner than she did, and once Ji-Su touched down, she immediately turned to look at her new group of friends, before the guy popped. Cool guys didn’t look at explosions, after all. Blondie caught a wink and the slightest curve of Ji-Su’s lips into a smirk, which quickly evaporated and was replaced with a brimming smile as she gave Jackson and Dre a deep bow. She, of course, was under the impression that they would be impressed by her display. [color=4169E1][b]“I told you I’d do that one day, my brothers.”[/b][/color] She straightened up and turned her attention to the final member of the group, the other Korean.

[color=4169E1][b]“Well, you’re up. Show us what you got.”[/b][/color][/indent][/indent]