tiger vs. dragon, round one fight!

"Hey, Saki." Mila stepped into the backyard where Saki was meditating. "Why are you such a bitch to your friends? I was just talking to them, and they kinda universally reported how much of a jerk you are."

Saki ignored her. Mila stormed up in front of the girl. "Listen to me!"

The martial artist opened an eye. "I'm trying to meditate. Piss off."

"I won't! If we're gonna be working together, you can't just be a jerk to everyone!"

"Let me explain something to you, little girl. I don't give a single fuck. Do you see the fucks I'm giving right now?" Saki closed her eye again. "Yeah, me neither. Now go run off and do whatever it is douchebags do."

"..."

After a moment of silence, Saki went on to say, "I sense with my great martial powers that you are not pissing off."

"Nope."

"That makes me very sad."

"Deal with it, jerkface."

"Jerkface." Saki opened her eyes and looked up at Mila, her expression deadpan. "Jerkface. Seriously."

"That's what you are!"

"Alright," Saki sighed, pushing herself upwards out of her meditative position. "I think I have to kick your arse just for using such a retarded insult."

"You wanna go?!" Mila slipped into a fighting position, equipping her knuckles. "Then let's go! Someone needs to teach you a lesson!"

Saki slipped into a stance of her own. "This won't take long."

Mila threw a punch. Saki almost seemed to flow underneath it as she ducked downwards, thrusting two fingers towards a pressure point on Mila's leg. Mila felt her leg buckle, but she threw another punch at Saki -- and this one connected.

Saki darted backwards and gestured at Mila, who was leaning heavily on one leg. "C'mon, bitch. What are you waiting for?"

"What did you do?!"

"Oh, nothing. Just a little energy trick." Saki flipped her ponytail over her shoulder. "You'll be able to walk again... eventually."

"Why, you - I'm gonna kick your ass!"

"Sure you will," Saki said, turning to go inside. She waved over her shoulder as she went. "Suuure you will."