>>21350053>[With a spring in her step, Kelly Omega bursts through the doors of the WWA Dojo. A woman behind the counter is clearing sizing Omega up through her dark glasses, but Kelly-freaking-O doesn't-freaking-care.]She high fives a random trainee who has her hand raised to answer a question, and stops to do a few criss-cross hops through a jump rope, before sliding out with a finger gun to another rookie. As she heads down the hallway she jumps to slap her palm against a graffitied image of Priscilla Divine above a doorway, and then heads into the kitchen where she finds Maaike already waiting, watching the tape of her match with Torrie Blossom. With two hands, Omega clasps Maaike's face.
"Well ho-lee SHIT you fucking did it. You big, beautiful bitch."
"Uh, no offence. But pardon my French -- and speaking of we're going to need it where you're going, but -- FUCK YEAH you are into the finals. TWO matches under my one-wing and TWO big victories over TWO dangerous opponents. This is why... I? You? Red? All of us? This is why ALL OF US are the absolute pinnacle of this Rookie Cup! But of course, *you* would be with *me* teaching you -- and yes, you too Red. I don't know what you put in those eggs but I've gotta get me some."
"But the fun doesn't stop there. Two weeks of wrestling, two wins in a row, and I cannot -- nay, Kelly BY GODDESS Omega WILL NOT let you get rusty and stuffed full of eggs just because the tournament is finishing at the P-W-E, and not next week. Gotta keep you active and fresh. So, Maaike, up to you: five minutes in the ring. You can face a powerhouse like LILLITH, or you can face me. Or, shit, both of us if you really want. But it's only gonna be five minutes. No point risking an injury at this point."
"Oh, and, uh... any questions about your match? I thought it was incredible."
