Frisky Faunus Fighting Fiasco

Having been training by herself, striking the wooden dummies passively with her Dragonblade. Hearing the speech from Sclav, she perks up, turning to look at him with a warm smile, "Heey there. What's your name?" With that, Fantasia bounds over to him, seemingly passive despite the suitcase in one hand and the arm blade in the other.

"What? I don't think I am. Why? Met a long lost sibling then?" Smiling at him, she wouldn't be slightly phased by his evident nature of being some form of reptile Faunus. Suddenly realising she forgot to name herself, she would hit herself in the head, "Oh! Sorry, My name is Fantasia, Fantasia Firethorn!"

"The pleasure is mine." Taking his hand and giving him a good old handshake, she smiles at him, "Nice scales by the way. Not sure if they go with the chains though, but I guess beggars can't be choosers, huh?"

"That's good, sticking to what you think instead of what others say." Giving him a big grin, she nods respectfully, "That's a good thing, something I couldn't do, I give in to peer pressure a lot. Not sure if that is a good thing.."

Her grin turning into more of a smile, still showing her subtly prominent canines as she nods, "Me? Bad? I am not bad I guess, you look kinda cool I suppose. Probably the curiosity like you said, though you are nice to talk to." With that she gestures to her weapons, "Also, you said about sparring. Kind of maybe in the need of someone to train with, and you are the best to do it with from the looks of it."

"I don't back down until my opponent has been silenced, or surrendered though. So if you have had enough, then say. Okay?" While she was saying that though, her tail would be subtly digging into her satchel, snaking its way to a grenade and wrapping around it, retreating back through the hole beneath her belt with it afterwards. With that, she turns and starts moving towards the sparring area, saying loudly, "Or you can try to beat me, either works really."

Turning to face him, the gun being placed in line with his chest as the ammo is fed in, "Ready when you are. Drop your weapons when you give up, and sorry if I cause you any injury." Sticking her tongue out playfully in return, she gets into a combat position, the gun resting atop the arm blade as the dagger like bayonet is stuck just ahead of the rest of the blade, her finger on the trigger.

Yelping as the weapon is tossed, she barely dodges out of the way as she starts firing at him, the incendiary rounds heading straight for him as she goes to try and hook the weapon thrown at her with the arm blade, deciding not to throw the grenade hidden within her tail's grasp for now.

Being thrown off balance, she would barely dodge the bullets from the extent of her balance. Falling to the floor, it serves as a distraction for her to use her tail to throw the grenade at him, the pin what the tail had been through escaping the explosive as it is thrown. Continuing to fire while getting up, her arm blade turns to a more defensive position, aiming to block any attacks as her tail goes to grab another.

Being pulled back with the blade, she would get close range to the opposing Faunus before she disengages from his sickle, aiming to slash at him across the chest as the gunfire stops long enough for her blade to cross its path.

While barely holding the chains away with Dragonblade, she gets taken down by the leg sweep, gasping in pain as she hits both her head and her tail, her hat falling off to reveal her ears as she launches the grenade her tail was holding at him.

Gun raised at his head but not being fired, the end of the blade beneath the barrel being barely inches away from his chest. One eye closed from the pain in her tail, she stares up at him with an evident twitch on her trigger finger, "S-Says the one who crushed my ta-. I mean, who floors a girl like that!? That hurts!"