[b]White, 3V![/b]

Euna Kim fights like someone who is trying to beat thirty people at once. There's a brutal efficiency to her movements that's undercut by the way that even while sparring with a single undertrained opponent in her own gym, she finishes each motion with a pivot to check over her shoulder for a sneak attack. She never blocks attacks or even redirects them where she's capable of dodging them altogether, because the act of weaving out of the way carries her into the exercise equipment or into the midst of an imagined crowd. She shifts out of the way, sometimes without looking where the strike is coming from or where she's going to wind up, because it's the simplest and most efficient way to [i]keep moving[/i]. 

For her, every move is dozen. She spins out of the way of the lightest touch on her arm and pushes against the back of November's neck to unbalance her. The swiftness of the motion implies a desire to direct real power into the motion and push her new student through a wall. The follow through makes it seem like she tried. But the end result is that she simply... doesn't. It's like the idea occurred to her and her body went ahead with the plan but then instead of destroying anything she drops into a full front split and rolls across a mat. Her elbow drops heavily into nothing, but the rush of air that follows after is a little bit terrifying. 

A weird thing happens when she goes on the offensive, something she tries a total of three times across the time limit she set for this little duel. Each attack she properly aims at November starts its life as a full speed kill shot, but the farther it travels the lazier it seems to get. By the time it reaches November and gets slapped out of the way, it's downright lazy. But even then there's a trick to it, because she rolls her shoulder against the redirected energy and bends her arm back into the strike again. She allows her body to follow along the curve and soon she's spun into a flanking position, with her arm curled to take the neck.

She doesn't. But her expression, and the twitch of her arm makes someone watching think she'd like to. Euna Kim is good at fighting. Euna Kim fights like she'd like to be a character in a movie. Euna Kim is terrible, actually, at holding back. Or rather, she seems amazing at it, but only in the moments after she's clearly fucked it up. It doesn't come naturally to her, just like there doesn't seem to be a way to convince her that there won't be someone jumping out of the shadows to slash her face open with a knife. 

The way she moves is, in contrast to November, very human indeed. All of her forms are expressible within the range of human motions on a sprite sheet, so to speak. There's very clearly a lot of deep trained and honed instinct at play here, especially where those instincts don't properly apply to her situation. She responds to tactile stimuli, sound, and 'muscle' movement with practiced fluidity. But a lot of what she does with her own is unnatural for a human being to want to do.

There's no need, strictly speaking, to stomp on the ground to make the walls echo and confuse her position, unless she's expecting a squad of cops to turn up ready to fight but also still willing to engage with her inside the terms of a taekwondo duel or something. She doesn't follow through on strikes except as a response to being countered. There is no finish to the motion, no full extension, no perfect form when basic contact is all that she'd need to get the job done. She conserves energy, maintains her guard, and boxes with shadows the entire time she keeps November occupied. 

Euna Kim fights like she's trying to beat thirty people. She fights like she doesn't understand a world where that might not be the case. She fights like... like she's trying to pull some sort of super move out of White before this has to stop. Like she wants to demonstrate how to recover being thrown through a wall. It never happens. The duel, such as it is, stays slow and she has to keep reigning herself in, keep flinching back from exploiting weaknesses. But even sloppy and silly as this particular fight is, there's a smile on her face at the end of it. She had fun.

"You have... potential. I don't even want to comment on your form because I'm afraid I'd ruin what's so special about it. If I could just train you..."

Mm. If, if, if. She shrugs, and rubs at her left eye a little with a thumb. 

"If there's a next time, Miss November? Try not to be so scared of yourself. You can't break me, leastwise not any worse than my wife can. I'll come up with a routine to help you maximize performance. But no more for today. Not until I've got those batteries in for you."