>>21396626>[The travel to the WWA Dojo was surprisingly straight forward. MADDOTAKO had just expected to be accosted by someone, not that she was complaining when she wasn't.]The WWA Dojo was unassuming from the outside. Certainly nothing like the extravagance of the GJPW Dojo in its exterior, but the inside was something else. It almost looked new; newer still than a company only founded in February last year should be. The gym equipment was clean and of high quality; the building itself is solid, as if rebuilt by loving hand. It is a funny thing to notice, but the floors were new. Yamikawa is almost envious of the trainees who get this new system to hone their craft, rather than the well-worn gear and crumbling foundations left in the wake of the traitorous Omega abandoning the company in its darkest hours. The tentacles take hold; her mood sours.
A group of trainees are working among themselves to perfect new holds, and MADDO heads over to introduce herself to them. In broken English she states her name and her status as former champion, and offers to help train with them.
Giving a grace period of a few moments, MADDOTAKO lets the trainee get into position and attempt to lock in a submission of her own. Immediately reversed, the rookie is totally unprepared for the shrugging off of a wrist lock, transitioned into a grounded Octopus Stretch. The instant pressure on the novices shoulder, and a twist of MADDO's hips sees it dislocated in a matter of seconds. A scream rings out through the dojo, drawing the attention of any who might be nearby.
With her back turned, MADDO jumped into a rear naked choke, and a second trainee falls to the floor. Instead of screaming, this one is unconscious laying on the mats in a puddle of her own drool and panicked sweat. MADDO releases the hold and stands tall.
["A-haha. Is this the best the Double-A Dojo has to offer? Is there nobody who can offer a challenge to the Mad Octopus?"]
