Post by Charlotte Shimizu on Jan 1, 2024 6:24:36 GMT
The feed opens back in the familiar room with the odd mix of Eastern and Indigenous decor, Charlotte again leaning against the wall between the Japanese scroll and beaded tapestry. She wears a simple white tank top and jeans, her hair pulled away from her face but otherwise loose around her shoulders.
“I feel like I should make some sort of joke about three women and a ring with this week’s card, but that just feels weak, so let’s cut to the chase. We got a noob in the form of the tiny twig that thinks she’s a leaf on the wind, Dawn Warren… And a shit brick-house of a valkyrie in Astrid Hall…”
Charlotte scrubs at her face with one hand. “Y’know… I’m not even worried about Warren. Literally anything she can do, I can do better. Sure she might have an edge in footwork, but I pinned the fuckin’ Queen of Footwork… By the way? Stepanov? I owe you a drink. Your choice. Anyways… Warren… I do like your attitude. I started the same way back in Sapporo, all scrappy doo and shit. My partner and I even made like I could actually exorcize evil spirits with being a priestess and all that… But that’s just gimmickry. If you don’t have the skills to back it up, it ain’t worth shit.”
Charlotte shakes her head then refocuses her attention on the screen.
“Astrid Hall… You’re one I’m looking forward to. Not gonna lie, girl… You got the one thing I don’t… I may fly, but I’ll be flying straight into the side of a mountain. At least I know you’re not gonna take the cheap way out. I’ve got ways to deal with opponents that are bigger than me, but I only tested those when I was doin’ intergender shenanigans back in Japan, and before Neo-Honshu got their hooks in me.”
Charlotte smirks, self-assurance practically oozing through the screen. “Let’s just try not to squish the little one shall we? Either way? Let’s meet up for a beer afterwards.”
The feed cuts.
“I feel like I should make some sort of joke about three women and a ring with this week’s card, but that just feels weak, so let’s cut to the chase. We got a noob in the form of the tiny twig that thinks she’s a leaf on the wind, Dawn Warren… And a shit brick-house of a valkyrie in Astrid Hall…”
Charlotte scrubs at her face with one hand. “Y’know… I’m not even worried about Warren. Literally anything she can do, I can do better. Sure she might have an edge in footwork, but I pinned the fuckin’ Queen of Footwork… By the way? Stepanov? I owe you a drink. Your choice. Anyways… Warren… I do like your attitude. I started the same way back in Sapporo, all scrappy doo and shit. My partner and I even made like I could actually exorcize evil spirits with being a priestess and all that… But that’s just gimmickry. If you don’t have the skills to back it up, it ain’t worth shit.”
Charlotte shakes her head then refocuses her attention on the screen.
“Astrid Hall… You’re one I’m looking forward to. Not gonna lie, girl… You got the one thing I don’t… I may fly, but I’ll be flying straight into the side of a mountain. At least I know you’re not gonna take the cheap way out. I’ve got ways to deal with opponents that are bigger than me, but I only tested those when I was doin’ intergender shenanigans back in Japan, and before Neo-Honshu got their hooks in me.”
Charlotte smirks, self-assurance practically oozing through the screen. “Let’s just try not to squish the little one shall we? Either way? Let’s meet up for a beer afterwards.”
The feed cuts.
Well howdy there pardner.