She may not have been expecting that, but her sessions in the Danger Room had been honing her senses. At the first tremor below her, she was already arching into a backflip, turning the frequency of her blasts up to a more physical effect as opposed to an audiochemical one. He wanted to play, oooh... she'd play. Leaping towards him, she dodged and weaved her way over, the distortion of her echolocation actually assisting in locating the bangs as they happened.
Grinning she leaped up and used one to propel off of, flinging herself at him. "Bonzai!"
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