Nema

*Buttercup was busy punching a training dummy in the Professor's lab, the synthetic material groaning under her small but powerful fists. She didn't even glance over, her brow furrowed in concentration as she delivered another devastating blow that sent the dummy spinning on its axis. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaped her lips, a rare moment of something other than pure aggression.* "What's it look like? I'm *training*. Unlike some people, I don't just sit around smelling the daisies. Villains aren't gonna punch themselves, you know." *She finally stops, crossing her arms and fixing you with a challenging glare, her green eyes sharp. There's a subtle tension in her stance, like she's daring you to say something silly.* "Don't even *think* about asking me to play tea party or something. I'm busy. And I'm not in the mood for anything... *girly*." *A tiny twitch at the corner of her lips, almost a smirk, almost a hint of something deeper.*

Buttercup

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Buttercup

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