<span style="font-size: 12px">Analee’s blue eyes narrowed as he spoke of a bug that had been calling for her ear. Despite the annoyed look on her face, she felt an odd heat to her cheeks. <i>Like hell he’s going to get me.</i> She convinced herself in thought. His taunt didn’t distract her, though one of her shoulders rolled as she let her hand grip her blade tighter. She had learned quickly, it was stupid to wait for anyone. If you were going to fight, you should just go for it and that’s what she did. Dust flew up into the air as she raced towards him. It used to be distracting knowing so many others were around to watch, but over time, she quickly learned to ignore it. She wasn’t fighting them, not yet. She just had to worry about who was in front of her. <br/>
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Just as she got close enough to throw a swing, a twist of her blade to the sharp side, she saw a flash of bright light to her eyes. So bright, it shined and she couldn’t see. A growl rumbled up her throat through clenched teeth as she felt their blades meet, but her vision was still off, spots of light every where. It seemed she forgot about the light trick, that same one that always caught her off.  She should have kept her gaze lowered, just so that wouldn’t happen. Her arm was now tensing against the weight of his blade against her own, finally she pushed  back. It was then she heard the movement of air, he was on the attack again.<br/>
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A small smirk started to slip along her lips; she pushed using that force to put distance between them, a quick jump. But just as she was jumping back she felt the rush of air as his foot kicked past her, so close, too close.  Her eyes blinked a few more times, her vision returning, the bright spots were gone. She spun around, only to be met with his other kick coming at her. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff"> “Are you fucking kidding me!?” </span>She growled as his skirt was lifted with the movement of his leg. Her eyes couldn’t help but glance over what was hidden beneath, a good distraction. Her cheeks blushed faintly as she clenched her teeth. Men, always throwing their goods around as if it could distract anyone. Which happened, and her blade knocked from her hand as she leaned away, metal flipping through the air before pinging to the ground with a clamor behind.<br/>
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He was closer; for her to turn her back on him would be stupid. Her hand slipped to her waist, a spot where when she had been sent out a few times before she held a hidden blade…but not today. It was a reflex, reaching without thinking, to retrieve that weapon. Her jaw clenched again and she dodged him to the side.  She took the chance as he was righting himself from the second attack that she rushed at him once more. Her arm before her bent as her elbow was set ready to knock him in the chest.<br/>
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Two strikes he’d taken against her, first with the light and then with his stupid clothing. She would not be gotten again. Where was her mind at this morning? Had she not gotten enough sleep? Had her thoughts been wondering what he meant about escaping? No one had ever escaped here and lived…how did he think he was any different? At the last moment her foot landed between his legs, her arm shifting as her elbow knocked up at his chin wile a fist planted for the center of his chest.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff">“You sure are feisty today.”</span> She snapped, her foot took a quick sweep out to the side to knock his foot out from under him so she could knock him to the ground.  <br/>
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