Afternoon Nap

Mirja didn't know where her irritation and vexation had come from when he moved so well. It was a gut reaction to be pissed off when someone moved so much better than she did. She wanted to be the fastest, the smoothest, the one who surpassed all boundaries and broached into a force of speed yet unheard of in all the world. So when she booped him on the head, she felt at first a deep feeling of elation, quickly forced down as she realized he had let her do that because he was standing in for something even more special.

This special thing seemed to be a speed greater than Flash Step. Which, Mirja already was, Flash Step was short range and Mirja could carry her speed long distance thanks to her special body. Strain that would otherwise break and cripple an ordinary man mattered not to her. And that was how she managed to learn her Flash Point, her ultimate move in swiftness. She probably should have used it, but it didn't occur to her, she wanted to beat him with her own speed, not a technique from Plus Ultra. However, that goal was soon to be dashed against the rocks.

His movement, his Wind-Becoming Stride - she was good at names - was so fast. Her Ocular Awakening saw his form flicker slightly, and then he was gone. So far beyond her she couldn't begin to compete with that. It was depressing, to see someone so high above her.
'It's lonely at the peak, so why would you wish to be there?' Mai asked. The Zanpaktou she had gotten from the Smart Captain had worked tirelessly to help her reconnect with her Zanpaktou, but also with herself. Looking to the man over yonder, where he had moved in less than an instant. Mirja, who could admire the grooves on a bullet as it flew past her, missed the movement entirely.

While it was kind of crippling of her ego to see someone like this move so fast, it was also incredibly enlightening. She knew the Wind had helped her every time she took off, brushing her tears and soothing her tension as she ran. But despite that, she had never worked with it, always pushed with strength and passion and never asked for any help. But now, she was asking. She flittered about the surrounding area a bit to catch the feel of the wind here, and then got down to work. Crouching down so her fingers touched the ground, she closed her eyes and relaxed ever muscle in her body. A sort of anti-useage of Saigen. Waiting for Heart's Kiai to run out, she would appear to Jaeden to just stay in one position for half a minute. And then, she pushed off, slipping through the sound barrier and leaving it unmolested as she caught her Slip Stream. It carried her a few feet before dumping her on her face gloriously. Clearly, this technique was something that would require a fair bit of work before she could pull it off.

Quickly jumping up and brushing herself off, hoping nobody saw her vanish from existence for a few seconds only to appear again and face plant, she cleared the distance between the house and Jaeden in a couple of seconds, slow in comparison to how he had moved.
"So, you are Daimen's student then? He does seem the sort to send a crazy wolf after you for not going to see him right off" she quipped, hoping that he would brush off her fail.