>>19394561>>19394228Priscilla squeezes Carmody’s hand as she talks about proving Ash wrong
>She hid in the dark and attempted a sneak attack. But what have I *actually* done to her to provoke that? Give opportunities to some of the girls she claimed to care about? Something she’d be pleased by if she really cared about any of you?Priscilla scoffs
>The reality is the idea of any of you achieving any kind of success she can't latch on to and claim credit for eats her alive, that's why this angers her so much.>So there’s no need to prove anything to her. What she thinks about me, or what any of the people still in that dojo think of me or you means nothing, Carmy. Ash is just a broken down failure who had to bump her body to sawdust in Japan just to get 1/10th of the crowd reaction you and I can with a mere smile. What she thinks... Does. Not. Matter. The people I care about are what matter to me. No one else. And you are one of those people.Just then, the door opens. Priscilla looks around, expecting Colby to have arrived by now, but it’s Sola, a bloodied Sola at that who stumbles in. Priscilla is taken aback by her appearance, and is left deep in thought as Carmody greets her and helps her to a bed. She knew Sola would be feeling the effects of her match, but this looked worse than she imagined.
But then, what about Amy? She had to be in pretty bad shape too. Right? No. She’s probably fine, she’d be here in the infirmary too if she wasn’t. Right? Yes. There should be nothing to worry about. Priscilla focuses on Sola.
>Oh my gosh!She presses a switch on the wall above Sola’s bed, an alert for the doctors to come back
>Sola, why didn’t you tell me you were in such rough shape? I could have sent someone to pick you up.Just then Priscilla hears the sound of approaching footsteps
>Oh good, the doctors are coming- 