The wind is at your back, the world is at your feet
Following Jack, she skips away from the others, slightly disappointed to be leaving the fun, but eager to make her own. She cocks her head at him, curious as to what he means about fist fighting and combining it with magic. "How so?" Maybe a flaming fist? Or using air to add more force?
Nova hops to a stop on the sand, glancing around as she cheerfully reports, "Nope!" She's clawed and fought, but 'punching' isn't something she's really tried before. In fact, she hadn't thought it'd be much fun in comparison to magic, but after seeing the crew beat on each other, color Nova intrigued (along with all the other colors of the rainbow and emotional spectrum). So when he tells her to punch him, she bounces closer without hesitation, curious and eager.
"Okaaay!" It's like a very poor battle cry as Nova moves to punch Jack, her arms graceful and smooth as a dancer with none of the power of a brawler. She steps forward, arm swinging wide as it arcs towards him. Even if she were trying to hurt him (and she's definitely not), it would be about as painful as the batting of a kitten. She's all soft lines and sharp claws, but nothing to back it up, and if he doesn't dodge, he'll earn a gentle love tap to the shoulder, although not for lack of trying.
Nova hops to a stop on the sand, glancing around as she cheerfully reports, "Nope!" She's clawed and fought, but 'punching' isn't something she's really tried before. In fact, she hadn't thought it'd be much fun in comparison to magic, but after seeing the crew beat on each other, color Nova intrigued (along with all the other colors of the rainbow and emotional spectrum). So when he tells her to punch him, she bounces closer without hesitation, curious and eager.
"Okaaay!" It's like a very poor battle cry as Nova moves to punch Jack, her arms graceful and smooth as a dancer with none of the power of a brawler. She steps forward, arm swinging wide as it arcs towards him. Even if she were trying to hurt him (and she's definitely not), it would be about as painful as the batting of a kitten. She's all soft lines and sharp claws, but nothing to back it up, and if he doesn't dodge, he'll earn a gentle love tap to the shoulder, although not for lack of trying.
Nova
