[ This is officially the worst possible nickname she could have been given. Would she be able to get away with murder? As long as there was no one around to see, no one would miss a single guy... right? ]
Count of three.
Three... Two... One... Go.
[ Taiga gives the slightest pause before she takes off, as if she still wasn't sure Elliot was serious about the race. Then she bolts, sprinting full speed down the street. ]
[Elliot sprints after her. He's fast, but he's by no means a professional runner and he has powers that would give him an edge over Taiga.
It doesn't take him long to realize he's falling behind, but he can't lose to her after that! He presses on, feet connecting with the pavement roughly, as fast as he can.]
[ Victory! Taiga untransforms almost immediately after she crosses the finish, turning around to watch Elliot; in contrast to his exhaustion, Taiga's own breathing isn't nearly as labored, though she does take a moment to catch her breath. This is the moment where she's supposed to gloat and mock him for underestimating her, because he brought this on himself.
Taiga just lets out an impressed chuckle, sticking her hand out for a handshake. ]
Not bad, really. You're a lot faster than I expected.
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[You know what? Whatever. He crouches into a running stance.]
Let’s go, Cat Girl.
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Count of three.
Three... Two... One... Go.
[ Taiga gives the slightest pause before she takes off, as if she still wasn't sure Elliot was serious about the race. Then she bolts, sprinting full speed down the street. ]
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It doesn't take him long to realize he's falling behind, but he can't lose to her after that! He presses on, feet connecting with the pavement roughly, as fast as he can.]
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She also knows how patronising that would feel, and how angry she would feel if someone took pity on her, so she continues running at a full tilt. ]
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Elliot pushes himself to his limits. By the time they reach the finish line, he's panting, out of breath, and still several yards slower than Taiga.]
What the hell...
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Taiga just lets out an impressed chuckle, sticking her hand out for a handshake. ]
Not bad, really. You're a lot faster than I expected.