Crick Crack (Natasha/Anis)

Standing within the center of empty training grounds reserved for combat exercises, Natasha turned to the blonde and high-spirited lady greeting her as she approached. Someone accepted her open challenge again, eh? Truth be told, she had been meaning to fight far more, but not many took her up on the offer.

Heh, that simply meant she'd have to approach those who weren't stepping up. After her last outing with Alex, she was still rearing to go. He handed her a prompt ass whipping, but her spirit was still going strong. She learned a thing or two in that fight, and that was all that mattered. Learn from past battle experience and turn it into strength.

"Howdy, sweetheart. What's yer name? I'd like to know ya first before we start throwin' down."

"Pleasure to meet ya, Anis. Don't ya worry yer sweet little heart. I've been itchin' to get another fight in myself lately. Let's have a good clean fight, alright, pumpkin? First move is yers."

A confluence of reishi formed within her palms. Solidifying the reishi into two pistols, Natasha spun both of them around as she assumed a defensive stance, moving from side to side as she grinned at Anis. There was zero knowledge of this lady outside of the reports about her history. It would be mighty interesting to see how she held up in combat.

"Well, this is certainly an interestin' approach if I ever did see one..."

Natasha remained laser-focused as Anis ran toward her. Dismissing the odd approach as a quirk of some sort, the hazel-eyed gunslinger leveled her pistols on Anis and fired off a wave of twenty compressed high-speed reishi bullets, each targeting a vulnerable part of her body. They weren't meant to cause fatal damage, since this was a spar, but they still possessed enough of a concussive punch that could wear on the body with repeated impact.

"I'm guessin' you might have quite the faith in your Blut if yer chargin' me like this, but I don't see any blue veins... Hm. Maybe yer just feelin' courageous. Either way, let's see what ya got!"

"Christ, pumpkin, ya mean to tell me you just charged right on in without activatin' any form of defense?"

An unexpected revelation, to be sure, but Natasha took it in stride. Anis was unpredictable so far, but whether that worked in her favor or not was an entirely different matter altogether. There had to be a method to the madness, right?

With a luminous glow, Anis charged toward her again. In response, Natasha simply repeated the same tactic as before. She doubled the number this time - forty bullets released in a precise wave of reishi gunfire that would assault her at all angles if she didn't choose to evade.

"Forgetful pumpkin, eh? How adorable..."

Natasha voiced that genuine compliment as she chortled softly. Her apparent ditziness was confusing and refreshing all at once. She didn't quite know what to make of her, let alone devise a battle strategy. There was no method to her madness nor some carefully devised strategy.

Anis was repeatedly striking at her without a care in the world. She wasn't fixin' to remain in the same spot a third time. Thus, at the moment Anis might have thought her punch landed, Natasha would employ Steigen to carry her body from point A to point B - that is, from her current position to the blindspot behind Anis's back. There was no triple number in her reishi gunfire this time. There were neither forty nor twenty reishi bullets but five, each fired at her neck and back.

"I reckon ya got the spunk and spirit, but do you really think the charge and punch approach is the best way of goin' about things, or is that all ya got in the arsenal?"