[Ishu]

November 30th, Chicago; Base. 12pm.

She crossed her arms over her chest to block the majority of the attacks. Elek mnaged to get her on the ground and she started to move up, leaning back on her arms, but before she could get up to her feet, he'd come over her.

With a quirked brow, she stared up at him and grinned. "Feel like a winner?" In one sqift motion, she was able to bring him to his knees. Her foot had jabbed up against his balls, crushing them up into himself.

Eve moved up onto her feet and dusted off her hands, "Remember, grub," She was talking to the people under her training, "Get. A Fucking. Cup. Dismissed."