Training Session (infrazure)
Within the Repliforce's newly appointed headquarters, a lone, unarmored Jet stood in front of a punching back. She was wearing a black tank top, fingerless gloves, and black baggy pants. Small beads of perspiration, composed entirely of water however, coated her skin as she sent a fierce punch to the bag, a hard smack echoing across the gym.
True, Reploids could be programmed to be efficient at fighting, but training and practice were always required to improve, even for Reploids. She yelled once more as she jumped into the air, sending a spinning roundhouse to the bag, sending it hurling in one direction, before she landed and sent another round house with her free leg.
Normally, she would use her blades in combat, but many of her punching motions emulated her blade strikes. It was training, and good training.
She continued at this, but slowed down a bit, punching lighter as she heard someone enter the room, her eyes gazing slowly to see who it was.
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