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Miho had laughed again. Setsuna turned slightly to the side at the laugh as any normal person would (for once, she was acting average). The girl was bumped away by the kick, but as she was bumped, she did something very not average. Before Miho could pull her feet and leg away, the small girl snatched her raised leg with both arms and roughly twisted it while pulling it to the side and to her, the pulling force of her arms was aided as she continued to turn her body so that it completely faced Miho. The result would undoubtedly be Miho falling on her butt unless her sense of balance was far beyond average. Once Miho fell (or would have fallen if she somehow remained standing), Setsuna would release her grasp on the assassin's leg, one hand now holding the footwear that was on the leg she had grabbed and twisted Setsuna displayed the shoe (or sandal, whatever it is), a confident smirk on her face.

Setsuna felt the hard sections of the sandal. Not all of them, but enough to grow suspicious. She seemed to not notice, with her eyes still facing down Miho, but she could tell from touch that the placement of the hard objects was strange. Setsuna observed through only touch and then moved quickly onto analysis just as Miho's feet touched the ground again, While she might not have shown it, just like now, Setsuna hadn't only been playing around and acting like a goof ball when Miho thought to try and entertain her with shiny metal shards.

When Miho dove, Setsuna flicked her wrist and threw the sock/shoe right into her face, just a tad bit too high for a casual catch and right in front of Miho's vision. Miho was fast and if the movement wasn't as simple as a flick of the wrist, Setsuna probably wouldn't have had enough time to react.

After returning Miho's possession, Setsuna leaped up and towards Miho, using the thrown object as a visual cover: running right into a tossed shoe usually kept most people from noticing other things. The girl leap-frogged over Miho's head while sounding out an annoying laugh, "Nanananana." With a light tap, Setsuna landed on one foot and twirled on it to turn to face Miho. There was a decent distance between the two, more so than before.

Setsuna was hit squarely in the rear end. In reaction, she fell flat on her face and began throwing an impromptu tantrum while in that position. No reason, no complaints were made. The girl's arms and legs flailed, but her face seemed glued to the floor. Her screams and cries were muffled by the wooden floor of the dojo (wood isn't usually a great muffling item, but anything works great as a muffler if its pressed against the face). Tears, real tears, streamed down Setsuna's face as she grimaced horribly. It was impossible to make out what she was saying or even if she was saying anything legible. Knowing the girl, she could easily be throwing a tantrum with gibberish words.

Setsuna didn't seem to have heard Miho, despite actually having heard the girl. She continued the tantrum. She wasn't doing any real harm, despite probably being as annoying as a false fire alarm that would not turn off. Her long, white hair was scattered about her, obscuring her face. Most would assume that her eyes were shut beneath her hair as she threw a tantrum. However, her eyes were actually open and alert, carefully watching Miho's feet while their actions were obscured. There was a lot of information that could be gained from watching the movement of feet and lower legs. Miho, of course, wouldn't be able to see that her eyes were open. Only someone who poked their nose right into Setsuna's face would notice. Likewise, no other part of her body showed that the girl was actually quite alert. To any observer, she would seem completely observed in her tantrum.

Miho's feet left Setsuna's field of vision. Despite the lack of any visual clues to what Miho was doing, Setsuna continued the tantrum for several more minutes before suddenly stopping and then flopping onto her back. Remaining on her back, the girl looked around the entire room. To get a complete 360 degree view with the limited field of vision that lying on her back gave her, Tsuki needed to rotate her entire body quite a bit. Sometimes, she'd arch her back to get a good look at the very bottom portion of the dojo. All in all, it was quite the strange sight.

Miho was nowhere in sight. Once this fact was realized and checked very thoroughly while lying flat on the ground, Setsuna sat up. Sitting up, she looked curiously around a bit more. Yep, she really couldn't see anyone in the dojo.

Setsuna curled up into a ball and fell asleep, just like a cat. At least, she seemed to have fallen asleep. The girl knew better than to simply let no one seeming to be around her actually mean that no one was around her, particularly when someone had been around her not too long ago. There were many times when she, herself, seemed one thing but was actually another. Besides, the dojo was a public training area, anyone could come in at anytime without warning. Setsuna wasn't going to completely relax in such an area.

Setsuna opened one eye and focused it right on Miho's bunshin. From her vantage point on the ground, it was hard to get a good luck at the whole room, so she missed Miho's short appearance. "Why should I?" was all the girl said before closing the one eye she had opened and returned to her mock sleep. her tone was rebellious and completely disrespectful. For once, her entire face matched the tone of voice she used.

"Because I want to!" the girl retorted as she childishly stuck her tongue out at the clone that she thought was Miho. She remained on the ground, though, so she couldn't stick her tongue at the clone for long even with stretching her neck as far as it could. When the clone left, Setsuna returned to fake-sleeping, curled up like a cat. While she was at it, she even made a convincingly cat-like sound.