>>18539170>[Deep in a workout, Sola’s muscles ache and her breathing is ragged. She’s sweating like it’s 104 degrees outside, despite the breeze from the dojo cooling system. There’s no reason for her to even be going this hard; nobody wants to face a loser, and a loser can’t convince anyone to face her. And as if her day couldn’t get any worse...]>[Sauntering up to her mid-set is yet another walking goddess. First that blonde girl on the bus and now this full-figured vixen. She’s clearly been working out herself just recently, but it’s not the bust or the hips or the biceps or that exposed midriff -- tacky, thought it be -- that Sola is drawn to. There is something about this new girl’s eyes. Stop staring!]“Oh, Jefferson? You mean like” --
>[Those are the eyes Sola could see. Colby. Good ol’ Colby giving Sola the Divine Angels treatment. Pretend to be her friend. Prank her with a fake phone number. Fu- frick Colby. To much of a coward to say that out loud, Sola shakes Carmody’s hand anyway. Sola is sweaty and nervous. Her hands are surely clammy. Great first impression, you idiot.]“Ah, yeah. Nika and I are -- well, we were -- we used to be -- I hope we can -- um, yeah, I don’t really think I’ll be much help with that. We’ve never actually, um, teamed or fought. She didn’t want me to -- I mean, she wasn’t able to get away from -- ah, Nika’s injury -- she won’t be a problem. You’re right.”
“But, um, Sue is around her sometimes. I actually don’t have any hard feelings towards her. She kind of gets caught up in other people’s stuff sometimes. I something wonder if she is being controlled by lots of different people just to act as a fresh body, you know? Sorry, that made better sense in my head.”
