As much as she loved it when people got riled up over her impudence (it tended to make them a lot less focused, which was not only hilarious but also tended to give her the advantage), she never counted on it.

"What can I say, I got natural talent."

She paused for a second or two to catch her breath, then dove forward again. This time she feinted-- coming in for a fake punch before ducking away and to the side, aiming a kick at the back of one of his knees. A dirty tactic, but Heather had never, ever claimed to fight fair. She didn't really expect it to hit, anyway-- Kisame obviously knew what he was doing.