Fairgrounds
"Well, good luck with that. It didn't work for me," Jean said. "Cerise is ... bad at expressing sincerity. Probably on purpose. Playing around is like a defense mechanism, I suppose."
A familiar voice called for James from afar. Cerise was jogging towards them, holding up two sticks of cotton candy. Jean scowled.
"I got cotton candy!" Cerise said. She held one in front of James's face. "Here, this one's for you."
Jean stood.
"Oh, I see how it is," she said. "One for him, but nothing for me?"
Cinnabar took the strike directly, stumbling from the force. His stumble took him far enough his legs weren't completely taken out, but he was still taken down to one knee from the sweep. He took a desperate sweep at her legs, the only thing he could easily attack, in the hopes of getting her to back off her momentum.

Azure recoiled in shock, the air from the strikes felt like slaps to her and she fell back, slashing at his face.
Good to be back