<div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_et9ttl8zdzQ/TD_-vwBMOGI/AAAAAAAAN5E/eP7JumXuE2M/s1600/1a3f651e06434edab4aee510aaf9f5b6.jpg)</div><br/>Not too far from the waterfall, dressed in a T-shirt, jeans and cowgirl boots and wielding an oversized, heavy wooden sword, Michelle was practicing beating against a combat dummy.  It wasn't something that she was used to, and her muscles were starting to hurt, but that wasn't going to slow her down any unless she let it.  Absolutely she wasn't going to allow herself to relax if Miyuki was going to be in danger.<br/><br/>The sound of Eliza's voice, however, sent her head turning.  She threw the girl a wave, as well as the newcomer boy, but only for the brief of time that it took to swap her weapon from one hand to the other before continuing.  She didn't want to distract him too much, and besides, she was busy.<br/><br/>At least the aching at her ribs was fading away.  She didn't interrupt, and she couldn't really get more than a passing glance without having had to slow her training, but she knew that introductions could always wait until later.