>>18466602She could barely stand, but stand she did. Her chest still heaving from exerting herself, sweat covering her face, body still begging her to not move another step, she looked at the cheering WWA crowd and smiled. She flashed a victory sign with her fingers before politely calling a nearby WWA ring attendant for a mic. As she got handed it, she took a deep breath. She didn’t really have any idea what to say, but she might as well pretend. She clears her throat:
>I hope what everyone just witnessed tonight clears every doubt anyone had about me. La Jefa. The audience. Past enemies…and any future ones.>For a time, I had considered battling Raquel Durango, and taking my leave. Being done with this place, and never looking back.>What difference could I make in a place like this with what little power I have…?>But now? I AM powerful. And maybe…I don’t just want to make a difference.>Maybe I want to fight because I want to see how far I can go. To push myself to the limit.>Is that selfish? Sure. But who says I can’t right wrongs and improve myself along the way?>I want to have the career I should have had the second I set foot in this ring.>And I think this victory? This one, right here? THIS is the start to that.>What was before was all talk. But now I’ve shown it wasn’t.>…speaking of talk, Raquel Durango said over and over that I had no friends.>And, even if that were true, there is still one friend who I know would want me to stay, to fight, to win…Shogun pulls out a mask—a particularly familiar one—and drapes it over her face.
>Skelly-san…I hope, wherever you are, you saw this.>I might be moving on, but you won’t be moving on from me.>Nothing after your passing went quite as I imagined it, but, well…it mostly worked out, didn’t it?Onigiri and her had won. The Angels were floundering. Though the Stars were no more, and none of the victories had anything to do with her, her call to arms was realized.
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