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Bazzi was busy practicing, jumping from tree to tree like any good ninja would. He was practicing speed and accuracy and didn't even bother to scan very often for approaching auras. Multitasking was not a talent Bazzite happened to possess unless it came to cooking and cleaning or being someone's maid and someone else's maid at the same time. Those he could do.

Remarque's approach came as a complete shock.

The captain spazzed out and fell from his perch, landing flat on his back. "PFFFFFF...!" he wheezed, scrambling to stand up and brush himself off. "Holy... jeez dude. You gotta like... let people know when you're comin' to town and all that. At least Santa does! Maybe you need a theme song or somethin'..." Steadying himself, Bazzite brushed some of the leaves from his snow blue hair.

Now Remarque was complimenting him and it was embarrassing. He turned away. "Awww... dude... don't go doin' that... it's'... it ain't fair..." The boy zipped himself up in his hood and huffed.

The hood slid around on the captain's head before falling off to reveal a snow blue explosion of poodle-like brilliance and static cling. Bazzite looked like the disco era swooped in, vomited on him and disappeared and the captain wasn't sure what to do with his new 'fro.

"I can't hum a theme song, you know, it's gotta be beefier than that cuz you're all beefy." came the explanation, a finger poking the Dark Mirror in the chest. "An' you got the wings an' all that. Maybe I'll come up with somethin' for you. But anyway!" A grin sparked to life on his face despite anything else. "Nah, Beni didn't promote me - it was some little lady with minty hair. I don't remember her name but she was real nice! It hurt but... Beni's real proud'a me now." Bazzi momentarily strike a pose and dropped a few shuriken, He scrambled to pick them up, flipping on over and over his knuckles to show to Remarque. "I got these! They were paper before but now they're all metal."

The Dark Mirror's question about his promotion did make him think. "You know, I wonder if Beni can promote people? I never asked. I just... I dunno, one day Beni was all BAM HI I'M A GENERAL WHAT'S UP except all polite 'n stuff. You know how Beni is." Bazzite cleared his throat and straightened up, looking rather solemn and serious.

"Salutations, my good man." he said before deflating like a balloon and returning to his dopey grin. Imitating Benitoite was hard!

"I'm totally faster an' stronger an---"

Are you still punching like a girl?

Serious face was go.

stare

Bazzite's mouth made a fine line across his features. "I did not hit like a girl thank you very much." he insisted, trying to juggle multiple shuriken in one hand in a desperate effort to look cool. The little ninja failed after the third pass and dropped them all, watching as they punctured the ground and stuck up from it like little traps waiting to be sprung. Or stepped on. Bazzite huffed and wiggled a little with the playful punch. "Hey now, I got better since my promotion! I can show you."

With a silly grin, Bazzite suddenly blinked out of view.

If Remarque had waited and scanned just a few seconds later, he would have caught the Captain above him somewhere. Bazzite grinned in midair and landed on the Dark Mirror's shoulders like a monkey, laughing all the way.

"Gotcha!"

With a deft backflip the boy was at ground level again. He couldn't repeat his teleportation (much too draining to do more than once unless it was an emergency!) but that didn't mean the Captain couldn't be impressive without it. He grinned, scratching the back of his head with pride. "How was that? Pretty cool, huh? That's new too."

Bazzi frowned. What, no googly eyes or anything?

Sigh.

"Senshi can't teleport." he said, crossing his arms. At least, he didn't think they could. Maybe Negaverse senshi could but Bazzi himself had never seen nor heard of such a thing, and Dark Mirror senshi required mirrors to move like that. Negaverse agents didn't. "An' I did take all that trainin' to heart, thank you very much." Hands on his hips, Bazzi tried to look determined.

He probably just looked constipated.

Pulling out a few shuriken, the captain struck a pose. "I don't think I'll ever be all muscle-y like you but I got faster! Wanna see?"

With a nod and a smile, Bazzite was off like a rocket, pushing himself to the highest speed he could muster without losing control of his footing. He could never hit like Remarque could, nor could he ever hope to gain the muscle the blonde possessed. However, Bazzite was learning to use his nimble form to an advantage - outmaneuver and escape the grasp of stronger opponents. Dodge and regroup. Hit-and-run tactics. Speed over strength.

Durability would be something he'd need much more practice in.

Deftly he tried to dodge about Remarque, twisting this way and that and tucking to roll back up onto his feet like Aubrey had showed him. Balance, movement like flowing water as Schorl had taught him. Of course, Bazzite was light enough that a connecting blow would knock him over but the spunky Captain hoped his speed would keep that from happening.

Maybe. Or he'd end up as a smear on Remarque's forearm. That remained to be seen.

Remarque turned out to be pretty damned close, clipping the captain in the ribs. The sudden adjustment and forceful momentum sent Bazzite out of his arc through the air and back onto the ground where he skipped, tripped and nearly faceplanted into a tree. Thankfully he had enough mind to flail his arms and keep himself upright. Spinning around, he knew that, as a captain, Remarque outmatched him in every way. But he was only clipped, that had to have meant his training was paying off...

...right?

Bouncing from foot to foot he again charged the eternal, dipping low to try and dive beneath the blonde's reach and come up behind him. Maybe Bazzi could snatch a hunk of buttwing as a prize? He knew he hadn't the strength nor the inclination to bring harm to Remarque but wanted to prove he was taking his training seriously for a change.