Mirja put her nose back into place, and glared at the dummy, the new dummy, she had destroyed the old one. This new one had made her hit her face so much she actually displaced her nose, which hurt, as did the replacing of it. But, eventually she managed to get her breath back and enough presence of mind to try again. This time, she tried a different set of foot-steps on the approach, which gave her a wider area of movement, and allowed her to strike the dummy in two places very rapidly. Which it wasn't instantaneously like she wanted it to be, the strikes did happen within the same handful of moments, which was progress at least. Mirja leapt joyiously in celebration, and then a voice came from the Head Captain that he had planned a party. Or at least that is what Mirja had thought anyway. With a pat on her Zanpaktou - she still couldn't hear much more than muffled mumblings, but she knew something was there - she headed off, at a walk. 

"Ehh, if I knew the Commander was going to call us all to his special hill I wouldn't have exhausted myself so much" Mirja complained to herself, but picked up the pace slightly anyway. She didn't want to be late for the party after all. That would have been bad.