Submarine Reflection!

[ A surge of energy knocks one octobot clear into a wall making a decent dent in the concrete after Michiru finally gets her incantation to work along with her mirror. She seems extremely pleased with herself, smiling even with a soft giggle of her own. ]

It worked! [ She slipped into japanese out of habit, but was quickly brought right back to reality dodging a metal arm coming her way. Clearly still having a lot to learn her dodge sends her smashing right into another student also sent out on this mission. ]

I'll apologize later just give me your hand. [ She reaches out to them. Once they grab a hold (if they do) she will pull them back up to their feet along with her. ] Why are there so many?

[ Michiru hated outdoor sports with an intense passion regardless of how effortless her skills were at next to all the events she applied herself to--except for sword fighting. She couldn't nail the stance, even with Haruka's confident maneuvers clear in her mind.

She wasn't even holding a double-edge blade correctly. ]

Don't hold back on me. [ Adjusting her footing, she might be able to pull this off. . .assuming she doesn't cut herself first. ] I'm capable of keeping up. [ That's her pride talking. Maybe Haruka was rubbing off on her. She'd never be a fit Guardian if she couldn't get through basic training. ]