[ There's a glint in South's eye and the twist of a smirk on her lips and then, knowing damn well it's predictable but not caring, she rises to that challenge and comes at him with a tight swing of a fist.

South's style has always been about using her height and weight to her advantage, about using the momentum of every strike to carry her through to the next, to put as much force into every hit as she can. In a fight she is constantly moving, every kick, punch and strike at the end of a burst of motion. That's not changed, not at all. The strength behind that fist is as true as ever, and she intends to follow through on the momentum of closing the distance to chain hits. So long as she keeps moving and doesn't let Wash get her on the ground, doesn't let him disrupt her momentum too much? Maybe she stands a shot.

She's clearly been keeping up with her training, she's clearly learned some things, but there's one thing that may stand out as they get into it—she no longer fights like she's expecting back-up. That was always the thing about the twins, they spent so much of their lives fighting together that they could read each other's intentions in a fight with minimal words, they could always rely on the other to be there to back them up in a real fight. It ingrained habits, left her with weaknesses in a one-on-one match.

That tendency seems to have changed, and with North only being gone from the city for a few weeks, it's clear that's not why. ]