"Element of surprise."

It seems like they have the advantage.. but without knowing more about their opponents. They can't be 100%.

She nods. "Approach?"

They look at her for a moment. "Stay."

-- they move quickly, jumping down and snapping the firsts neck in one motion.

Calling her incandescently angry over that would be an understatement.

She jumps down, knocks the second away from the murderous idiot who can't follow orders, and pins her opponent. Sans weapon.

(She shouldn't be thinking like that. She knows what his training was. But, still.)

They do not take that well, and she has the Winter Soldier coming for her throat.

They still move like the father who helped trained her.

She's still as augmented as her mother, who taught her to fight dirty.

She's going to try to throw him away from her, next. Logically, she should be saying his command code, but there's a raging ball in her throat stealing all words.

Logically, they're not going to give her the chance. They roll with the throw and then surge back and punch her with their vibranium arm.

She catches the blow with her hand. Seems, though, that it was hard enough to at least strain her, going by the quickly suppressed wince.

"Are you weak?"

She snarls, pushes back against him suddenly.

"Show me," they reply, moving quick and bringing her down to the ground.

She twists, lashing out for his face.

Her avoids it, and pushes down harder. Painfully.

"Do better."

She scowls and kicks him.

She is so far past being able to talk. Probably for a few days.

They pick her up and shove her against the wall, away from the enemy. "Obey or die."

Next time she's able to talk she is fucking overriding everything -