Post by Rosa DeLuca on Oct 25, 2024 3:37:55 GMT
Rosa DeLuca stood outside the training facility, staring at the door, nerves swirling in her stomach. She was used to doing things her way, always training alone, always focusing on herself. But today was different. Today, she had to train with Charlotte Shimizu and Rini Ishikawa.
Taking a deep breath, she pushed open the door. The familiar smell of the gym hit her, but the sense of control she normally felt was absent. She spotted Charlotte and Rini already inside, stretching. Charlotte, as usual, was all business—her face set with determination, laser-focused. She gave Rosa a quick nod, clearly not here for chit-chat. Charlotte was driven by one thing: success, and she saw this session as another step toward it. For her, this match was a means to an end, nothing more.
Rini, on the other hand, lit up the moment Rosa entered the room. Her eyes widened, her face breaking into a huge smile. She waved eagerly, almost bouncing on her feet. "Rosa! You’re here!" she chirped.
“Hi. Yes, I got the text message. You both wanted to train together, right?” Rosa smiled awkwardly, feeling the contrast between the two women. Charlotte’s cool professionalism made Rosa feel like she needed to prove herself, while Rini’s over-the-top enthusiasm made her self-conscious in a completely different way. Rosa was used to relying only on herself, her strengths, and her skills, without the need for anyone else to impress or depend on. This dynamic, with two vastly different personalities at her side, was unfamiliar.
But she squared her shoulders, reminding herself why she was here. Training with others was a challenge she needed to face if she wanted to grow. Charlotte and Rini were both talented, and there was something she could learn from both of them. So, even with the knot of nerves in her stomach, Rosa stepped into the ring, ready to push herself through whatever the day would bring.
"Mistress of reason and understanding, goddess
to whom a strong arm and a sharp sword are nothing
without the sense to wield them well and the insight
to know when words are worth more than weapons.
Athena, grant me a sound mind and steady temper,
bless me with good judgment, show me the long view."
The scene opens in a dimly lit gym, where Rosa DeLuca stands in front of a punching bag, her fists taped, sweat gleaming on her skin as she throws crisp, precise strikes. Her signature dark, intense eyes lock on the camera as it zooms in, her Italian heritage shining through in her bold, expressive demeanor. She steps away from the bag, flipping her long hair over her shoulder, and stares down the lens with fire in her eyes.
“Yusumi Mitsu... Kai Sachiko... and Nancy Pailson-Carlson. Three names, three different styles, but all the same fate.”
Rosa nods, a small smile tugging at her lips as she speaks with genuine admiration.
“You know, I’ve been thinking a lot about this match. Yusumi Mitsu, Kai Sachiko, Nancy Pailson-Carlson. Three incredible competitors. There’s no denying it. Each of you brings something special to that ring—Yusumi with her lightning-fast strikes, Kai’s technical prowess, and Nancy... well, Nancy, you’re a living legend. The heart, the history, the legacy—it’s inspiring. I’ve watched you all, studied you, and I respect what you’ve done. But you see, that’s the thing about respect—it doesn’t mean fear. It doesn’t mean doubt. I respect what you’ve accomplished, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to let you walk all over me, or my teammates for this match East Wind, out there. I’m stepping into that ring to win. Not just for me, but for everyone who’s ever believed in me."
She takes a step closer to the camera, her intensity growing but still filled with positivity.
“People see the three of us and they say we’ve got potential, that we are the future. But I’m not content with just ‘potential.’ I want to prove that I belong right now. That when I step through those ropes, I can stand toe-to-toe with the best of the best. And this match? It’s my opportunity to do exactly that. Charlotte is the Women’s World Champion, and Rini is going to be facing me in the Survival of the fittest match in a couple of weeks. I know this is the time to prove myself.."
"Yusumi, Kai, Nancy... you’re coming in thinking you’ve got the upper hand because of your experience, your reputations. But experience doesn’t define heart, and reputation won’t stand up to the passion we bring to that ring. I’ve been underestimated my whole career, and every time, I’ve shown them what I’m made of. And this time will be no different. Together with my partners East Wind, we’re going to push you to your limits. As Charlotte says, No damn breaks, yes?”
She smiles again, this time with confidence, her eyes reflecting her belief in herself and her mission.
Taking a deep breath, she pushed open the door. The familiar smell of the gym hit her, but the sense of control she normally felt was absent. She spotted Charlotte and Rini already inside, stretching. Charlotte, as usual, was all business—her face set with determination, laser-focused. She gave Rosa a quick nod, clearly not here for chit-chat. Charlotte was driven by one thing: success, and she saw this session as another step toward it. For her, this match was a means to an end, nothing more.
Rini, on the other hand, lit up the moment Rosa entered the room. Her eyes widened, her face breaking into a huge smile. She waved eagerly, almost bouncing on her feet. "Rosa! You’re here!" she chirped.
“Hi. Yes, I got the text message. You both wanted to train together, right?” Rosa smiled awkwardly, feeling the contrast between the two women. Charlotte’s cool professionalism made Rosa feel like she needed to prove herself, while Rini’s over-the-top enthusiasm made her self-conscious in a completely different way. Rosa was used to relying only on herself, her strengths, and her skills, without the need for anyone else to impress or depend on. This dynamic, with two vastly different personalities at her side, was unfamiliar.
But she squared her shoulders, reminding herself why she was here. Training with others was a challenge she needed to face if she wanted to grow. Charlotte and Rini were both talented, and there was something she could learn from both of them. So, even with the knot of nerves in her stomach, Rosa stepped into the ring, ready to push herself through whatever the day would bring.
"Mistress of reason and understanding, goddess
to whom a strong arm and a sharp sword are nothing
without the sense to wield them well and the insight
to know when words are worth more than weapons.
Athena, grant me a sound mind and steady temper,
bless me with good judgment, show me the long view."
The scene opens in a dimly lit gym, where Rosa DeLuca stands in front of a punching bag, her fists taped, sweat gleaming on her skin as she throws crisp, precise strikes. Her signature dark, intense eyes lock on the camera as it zooms in, her Italian heritage shining through in her bold, expressive demeanor. She steps away from the bag, flipping her long hair over her shoulder, and stares down the lens with fire in her eyes.
“Yusumi Mitsu... Kai Sachiko... and Nancy Pailson-Carlson. Three names, three different styles, but all the same fate.”
Rosa nods, a small smile tugging at her lips as she speaks with genuine admiration.
“You know, I’ve been thinking a lot about this match. Yusumi Mitsu, Kai Sachiko, Nancy Pailson-Carlson. Three incredible competitors. There’s no denying it. Each of you brings something special to that ring—Yusumi with her lightning-fast strikes, Kai’s technical prowess, and Nancy... well, Nancy, you’re a living legend. The heart, the history, the legacy—it’s inspiring. I’ve watched you all, studied you, and I respect what you’ve done. But you see, that’s the thing about respect—it doesn’t mean fear. It doesn’t mean doubt. I respect what you’ve accomplished, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to let you walk all over me, or my teammates for this match East Wind, out there. I’m stepping into that ring to win. Not just for me, but for everyone who’s ever believed in me."
She takes a step closer to the camera, her intensity growing but still filled with positivity.
“People see the three of us and they say we’ve got potential, that we are the future. But I’m not content with just ‘potential.’ I want to prove that I belong right now. That when I step through those ropes, I can stand toe-to-toe with the best of the best. And this match? It’s my opportunity to do exactly that. Charlotte is the Women’s World Champion, and Rini is going to be facing me in the Survival of the fittest match in a couple of weeks. I know this is the time to prove myself.."
"Yusumi, Kai, Nancy... you’re coming in thinking you’ve got the upper hand because of your experience, your reputations. But experience doesn’t define heart, and reputation won’t stand up to the passion we bring to that ring. I’ve been underestimated my whole career, and every time, I’ve shown them what I’m made of. And this time will be no different. Together with my partners East Wind, we’re going to push you to your limits. As Charlotte says, No damn breaks, yes?”
She smiles again, this time with confidence, her eyes reflecting her belief in herself and her mission.
Well howdy there pardner.