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Looks over her shoulder.
“That looks great, Cassandra.”
“That looks great, Cassandra.”
Scribbling in a notebook.
January 25, 2026 at 9:38 PM
Looks over her shoulder.
“That looks great, Cassandra.”
“That looks great, Cassandra.”
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Hey guys! Made a Discord server for Marvel RP. Doubles are totally welcome! Like if you’re interested in joining.
December 23, 2025 at 11:07 PM
Hey guys! Made a Discord server for Marvel RP. Doubles are totally welcome! Like if you’re interested in joining.
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Wiping down bloodied knuckles.
December 15, 2025 at 11:20 PM
Wiping down bloodied knuckles.
November 25, 2025 at 1:44 AM
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-Take that as a yes? Meet you at the Big Belly Burger on the Boulevard?
-Take that as a yes? Meet you at the Big Belly Burger on the Boulevard?
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August 31, 2025 at 6:14 PM
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-Take that as a yes? Meet you at the Big Belly Burger on the Boulevard?
-Take that as a yes? Meet you at the Big Belly Burger on the Boulevard?
August 31, 2025 at 5:06 PM
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“The feeling is mutual, Cassandra. I consider you a friend. I’m very lucky to be able to do so.”
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"I'm ... unsure. Good fighter. Good sparring partner. Good for training. Can't read him. He watches. Sees something. Can't tell what though."
"I'm ... unsure. Good fighter. Good sparring partner. Good for training. Can't read him. He watches. Sees something. Can't tell what though."
August 8, 2025 at 3:04 PM
“The feeling is mutual, Cassandra. I consider you a friend. I’m very lucky to be able to do so.”
Shang-Chi spun around as she evaded the last of his punches, keeping his hands up. He was impressed. The two had sparred a couple of times and just when he thought he understood her, Cassandra pulled out a new trick.
“Hm.” He reached behind him and grabbed two Kali sticks off of the wall.
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“Hm.” He reached behind him and grabbed two Kali sticks off of the wall.
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Fortunately the woman was a veritable encyclopaedia of martial arts.
She fired herself sidelong, her hands finding the ground as she tucked into a low cartwheel, a capoeira aú to maneuver around him quickly and avoid getting pressed to the edge of the floor by his Wing Chun.
Fortunately the woman was a veritable encyclopaedia of martial arts.
She fired herself sidelong, her hands finding the ground as she tucked into a low cartwheel, a capoeira aú to maneuver around him quickly and avoid getting pressed to the edge of the floor by his Wing Chun.
August 8, 2025 at 3:01 PM
Shang-Chi spun around as she evaded the last of his punches, keeping his hands up. He was impressed. The two had sparred a couple of times and just when he thought he understood her, Cassandra pulled out a new trick.
“Hm.” He reached behind him and grabbed two Kali sticks off of the wall.
—
“Hm.” He reached behind him and grabbed two Kali sticks off of the wall.
—
He tripped down and rolled backwards, then hopped up this feet. He paced their battleground in a circle for one full rotation before leaping back in with a back fist to her face, then closed the gap between them. He wanted to overwhelm her, so he began to deliver a chain of punches, walking
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She'd twist her torso away from him, taking his trapped leg with her to force him off balance, swinging her own leg at his grounded one if needed to trip him.
"Not going to hit."
She'd twist her torso away from him, taking his trapped leg with her to force him off balance, swinging her own leg at his grounded one if needed to trip him.
"Not going to hit."
August 6, 2025 at 7:58 PM
He tripped down and rolled backwards, then hopped up this feet. He paced their battleground in a circle for one full rotation before leaping back in with a back fist to her face, then closed the gap between them. He wanted to overwhelm her, so he began to deliver a chain of punches, walking
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—
Sure she had seen him. Studies him, sure. But he took pride in how unpredictable he was. He lunged forward with a straight punch, but faked out of it, quickly raising his leg and foot to the side of her head.
Recharged with a mouthful of water, Cassandra moved to the centre of the room, near where he stood ready.
She'd seen him. She'd studied him. When they had last sparred she knew nothing of him. Now she knew more than enough.
"Then try," she said with a grin.
She'd seen him. She'd studied him. When they had last sparred she knew nothing of him. Now she knew more than enough.
"Then try," she said with a grin.
“I would.”
The last time he sparred with Cassandra was the most fun he had in a long time. She was fast and sharp witted. Her punches packed power behind them. She understood the true nature of Martial Art. To flow.
The last time he sparred with Cassandra was the most fun he had in a long time. She was fast and sharp witted. Her punches packed power behind them. She understood the true nature of Martial Art. To flow.
August 6, 2025 at 3:13 PM
Sure she had seen him. Studies him, sure. But he took pride in how unpredictable he was. He lunged forward with a straight punch, but faked out of it, quickly raising his leg and foot to the side of her head.
“I would.”
The last time he sparred with Cassandra was the most fun he had in a long time. She was fast and sharp witted. Her punches packed power behind them. She understood the true nature of Martial Art. To flow.
The last time he sparred with Cassandra was the most fun he had in a long time. She was fast and sharp witted. Her punches packed power behind them. She understood the true nature of Martial Art. To flow.
She watched him move, her head canting to the side. She didn't need to read his body to know exactly what he was doing, what was coming next. She dabbed her neck with the towel, tossed it aside and took a swig of water from a bottle.
"You would?" A challenge. She'd seen him fight enough now.
"You would?" A challenge. She'd seen him fight enough now.
boards don’t hit back.”
August 6, 2025 at 1:30 AM
“I would.”
The last time he sparred with Cassandra was the most fun he had in a long time. She was fast and sharp witted. Her punches packed power behind them. She understood the true nature of Martial Art. To flow.
The last time he sparred with Cassandra was the most fun he had in a long time. She was fast and sharp witted. Her punches packed power behind them. She understood the true nature of Martial Art. To flow.
“Ah.”
He nodded. “I hope I’m not intruding. I just wanted to see you, friend.”
He turned to look at her training set up, then at all the broken boards and deflated bags on the floor. “I’m very impressed.”
He walked over to the center of the mat, then put his hands up. “But
—
He nodded. “I hope I’m not intruding. I just wanted to see you, friend.”
He turned to look at her training set up, then at all the broken boards and deflated bags on the floor. “I’m very impressed.”
He walked over to the center of the mat, then put his hands up. “But
—
She glanced over her shoulder at him, a brow raised.
"No," she said. "Busy."
She was, admittedly, terrible at maintaining any kind of social life.
"No," she said. "Busy."
She was, admittedly, terrible at maintaining any kind of social life.
“Wanted to pay you a visit. Haven’t heard from you in a few weeks.”
He removed his shoes and stepped on to the mat, walking over to where she was. “Have I done something to upset you?”
He removed his shoes and stepped on to the mat, walking over to where she was. “Have I done something to upset you?”
August 6, 2025 at 12:41 AM
“Ah.”
He nodded. “I hope I’m not intruding. I just wanted to see you, friend.”
He turned to look at her training set up, then at all the broken boards and deflated bags on the floor. “I’m very impressed.”
He walked over to the center of the mat, then put his hands up. “But
—
He nodded. “I hope I’m not intruding. I just wanted to see you, friend.”
He turned to look at her training set up, then at all the broken boards and deflated bags on the floor. “I’m very impressed.”
He walked over to the center of the mat, then put his hands up. “But
—
“Wanted to pay you a visit. Haven’t heard from you in a few weeks.”
He removed his shoes and stepped on to the mat, walking over to where she was. “Have I done something to upset you?”
He removed his shoes and stepped on to the mat, walking over to where she was. “Have I done something to upset you?”
Fist. Elbow. Knee. Elbow. Leg. Fist.
The flow lasted for a while and by the time it finished the weave of the punching bag seemed suspiciously thin, as though one more might tear it open.
"Why are you here?" she asked without looking, grabbing a towel to dab her sweating forehead.
The flow lasted for a while and by the time it finished the weave of the punching bag seemed suspiciously thin, as though one more might tear it open.
"Why are you here?" she asked without looking, grabbing a towel to dab her sweating forehead.
Shang leaned against the wall behind her, arms crossed and watching as she struck the bag. A surprise visit. But he didn’t want to interrupt her flow, so he just watched.
August 6, 2025 at 12:00 AM
“Wanted to pay you a visit. Haven’t heard from you in a few weeks.”
He removed his shoes and stepped on to the mat, walking over to where she was. “Have I done something to upset you?”
He removed his shoes and stepped on to the mat, walking over to where she was. “Have I done something to upset you?”