I sigh, shaking my head. From the sounds of it, rebellious was an understatement. "Alright, try and read this movement based on my muscles." (PS, I'm attempting to teach her something, so don't. XD) I slide forward, and strike low, towards her stomach, but switch up mid blow to a chest blow, connecting and sending her stumbling. "Could you read it?"
OOC: Where the hell is War?
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