Interacting With: Everyone
Sometimes all it took was a little confidence to change things for the better but when confidence alone wasn't enough sometimes it didn't hurt to have a little backup. Of course, the idea of backup to most people didn't tend to include the appearance of mysterious crystals but Mila wasn't about to look a gift rock in the mouth, so to speak, and if it meant being able to give some measure of payback to the strange beings that were causing chaos then she would happily accept the backup. She already had the confidence in spades, now there was surely nothing that could hold her back. She still had every desire to study the crystals in greater detail but much like a soft spoken word about quesadillas - yes, Mila heard it and smirked at it with a punctuation mark of a head shake - there was a time and place for things.
It seemed in the chaos of the situation that there was a little separation of the sexes, though from the corner of her eye Mila saw one of the Crystal Sorts use a lance against the enemy and another doing a kick that would make anyone think twice and the food truck owner hoping that insurance covered kicked bodies. If someone could do that while boasting about having never trained in martial arts, Mila had to wonder what that would mean for someone like her, who certainly had. The way some people did yoga, Mila did capoeira. It was relaxing in its own way, it allowed her to focus herself on something other than rocks and history and her life before Angel Grove.
With the strange attackers closing in, Mila found herself close to Hana and Ji-Su, not quite back to back to back like some sort of action movie trio, but close enough that Mila had to take a few steps forward for their own safety. She was confident in her ability; she wasn't a master but she knew how to move, how to aim, how to fight, but one of the aspects of her chosen martial art was the movement meant she ran the risk of hitting an ally on a back motion.
But it was a blessing, in is own way, as being the one to take a step closer meant she got to show that her roll from before wasn't just some flailing fluke. Mila couldn't tell if the one who had humbled her was approaching but she was going to act like it was anyway, just to make it hurt him a little more. Mila began her movement. Swaying side to side, body bent slightly, like she was dancing to a gentle beat in her mind. A lance-wielding enemy rushed towards her and rather than simply roll out of the way, Mila twirled, extended her hands, and
twisted her body downwards, placing her hands near the ground as her left leg, her back leg, snapped out, spinning as her body completed the rotation; her heel impacted on the jaw of the attacker, sending him to the ground, limp, like he had just gotten knocked out in a fight; though instead of a bell there was a bright light as the body exploded. Evaporated? Disintegrated? Whatever it was, it felt good.
"You like that? We call that the Meia Lua de Compasso! Who else wants some?" Was she gloating? Absolutely. Was it worth it? Without a doubt.
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