>>20719940Kanako checked on the rest of the Deathproof members as they exited the arena, especially Reina. After parting ways, she made her way back to the interview area. With a sigh she nearly collapsed but managed to fall into a sitting position. She stared at the ground for a few seconds.
>...We lost. It's unfortunate, but it's the truth. It happens. Sometimes the bad guys win.Kanako's gaze held at the camera before it fell to the floor.
>But DEATHPROOF is an idea. It doesn't die with a bullet. Much less, a lost match.Kanako looked back at the camera.
>It's an idea of a WWA freed of oppression. Free of those who think they can take advantage of our blood, sweat, and tears. Free of those who think they can pick on the weak.Kanako glared at the camera.
>You won this one Cassie. But I will *always* hold that singles win over you. Something Kasumi could never do...hey, you. Yeah you. Gotta smoke?Kanako gestured at a confused cameraman.
>I got at best 5 years left. Throw me a lighter too.The cameraman took a minute to throw Kanako a menthol cigarette with a lighter. She quickly lit it up and took a deep breath.
>Well-*cough cough cough* ...Never was one for cigarettes. Seemed appropriate for the occasion.Kanako smiled.
>This isn't over Cassie. It's on hold. Kanako put the barely smoked cigarette out on the ground and coughed again.
>Cassie Kade is going to Hell. I'll send her there one day. But today. Is not that day. Kanako walked off the interview stage into a locker room. She quickly collapsed to the floor.
>AGGGGHHHHHH! AHHH! AHGGGGHHHHHH ACTIVATE PROTOCOL 525 BRAVO! REDUCE LIMBS TO NORMAL FUCTIONS! FUCKKKAHHHHHHHHHH...!Kanako screamed, clawing at her arms. A second later, peace. Kanako sighed and looked up at the florescent lights above her.
