Like Flash With Breasts! [Training]

While the phone rang, Mirja ran. She enjoyed the feeling of wind in her hair, ground beneath her feet, and the subtly growing pressure in front of her as she pushed on, using muscle power to propell herself further and further forward. The inherent freedom in running was something that immensely appealed to Mirja for a reason she couldn't quite put her finger on. She ran, and ran, and then stopped, and listened to the phone. Mirja was not even sure if she had the right number for Kimi. But that was by the by. Any further, and she'd hit the nearest town, and she wanted to avoid that right now.

Here, in the middle of nowhere with the company of people in her head, the world seemed so amusing, to her. So she laughed, rather hysterically, like a mad woman. Which, she was. Nobody could go through the things she had and come out whole on the other side, which is why she had Iko, and Beowulf, and Hvit, regardless of how much the last one really wanted to avoid being associated with Mirja.
'Mirja ok?' Iko asked. Hvit grumbled incoherently as Iko spoke, but Mirja just ignored the moody hollow. One day she'd open up, or try to take over Mirja's body again. Either way.

"Yea, I'm fine Iko. Don't worry, just some mad laughter, is all" Mirja said, rather than speaking to Iko with her mind. There was nobody around, so she could afford to speak to herself. And then, she turned and headed back to her house, pushing off at a higher speed than she had arrived, getting to the maximum that her body would physically allow, and with her body, that was quite the output indeed.

The ground beneath her feet was a great feeling. Bare foot, as always, she could feel the snow and subtle contutions of the ground as her feet hit it with considerable force, spraying snow everywhere as her sprinting gait cut a swath through the land, like a gray haired streak, with a really cute tail. She was fast, compared to many mortals ability to run physically, but there were people out there that Mirja couldn't outrun even with her Flash Steps. It was something she needed to rectify. Apex predators can't be seen to be anything more, than apex.

Mirja sipped her tea while she waited for the order to be filled. She hoped Beetle wouldn't arrive too soon, or else the girl would have to wait around doing nothing in her house, and with the way Beetle was so incredibly energetic, she'd probably knock herself out before getting anywhere. The house was specially reinforced so Mirja could live there without destroying the place when she stubbed her toe, and Beetle was very strong, but not nearly as well put together as Mirja was when it came to their durability. Mirja wondered if Beetle would get stronger if her body adapted to the power she had...it was an interesting thought.

However, she was brought from her thought by the sight of a group of men walking into a nearby alley, 'escorting' a waif of a girl, who didn't look as if she was enjoying the men's company at all. Sighing softly to herself, Mirja stood and dropped some money on the table for the drink. She wasn't a hero, never was, but she wasn't the kind of girl who could watch stuff like this happen and not do anything about it. She just never went out of her way to find wrongs to right. In the alleyway, she was pinned against the wall, and crowded by three burly men.

"I don't think that is how you court a girl, in my opinion" Mirja stated, bringing attention to herself. She was casually dressed, in a shirt and some jeans that had seen better days. She wasn't imposing in the slightest, so one of the men turned to her, brandishing a knife that he stuck in Mirja's face.
"I don't give a shit what you fink love. But, if you are so eager to...join....in?" the thug's words trailed off as he realized the knife had suddenly vanished from his hands, and was currently in Mirja's. The wolf girl then proceeded to snap the blade over her fingers, and discard the broken pieces.

"Shoddy worksmanship" she muttered. Surprised that his knife had been stolen and broken so casually, he whipped out a spare and launched it at Mirja, who caught it in mid-air between her thumb and forefinger in a display of magnificent reflexes. Then, she moved at a speed the men could not comprehend until she was on the other end of the alleyway, and they all dropped unconscious. "Geez, gimme some challenge, huh? Although, I guess it's to be expected from humans and all" she muttered, before totally ignoring the girl with her overbearing thank-you-thank-you reaction, and walked out of the alleyway. Once in the streets, she Flash Stepped over to the shop, and hung around for a few minutes before picking up the new dummy and heading back home.

The run back home was nice, it was why she was situated so far from civilization, so if she wanted to go anywhere, she had a beautiful run in store for her, something to stretch her legs, work out her muscles, give her time to think and a competition against herself to see what the fastest time here and back could be.
Eventually, Mirja arrived, and it seemed Beetle had not been home very long. The door was bust through, but she didn't seem bored or anything. Must have arrived less than a minute before Mirja had. Mirja quickly put the dummy in her back garden for when she needed it, and then returned to the front door and entered like a baws, because that was the only way to enter.

"Beetle! AHHH! How's my cute little Pet doing?!" She exclaimed, opening her arms wide for a hug and hoping that Beetle wasn't going to hurt herself to much on the inevitable glomp that was going to happen when the girl charged in to give Mirja a hug. They had a lovely relationship, even though Beetle didn't quite understand it all that well. Mirja was a patient girl, she could wait and give Beetle the guiding, the tips, the hints and sometimes the flat out brain-melting kisses that should help her understand were this was all going. Probably. Beetle seemed the kind of girl to be able to teach a rock obliviousness, which was part of her charm, admittedly. The very site of the girl did make Mirja's heart beat a little faster though, there was something about her that really enticed Mirja, and she wanted to keep Beetle all for herself so she could have that enticement forever.

Casting a quick glance around the place to make sure Beetle hadn't destroyed anything except the door, she found the place more or less how she left it, which was good. She liked her house being in one piece.