>>20927881Kouhai. ArKade learned about five Japanese words during her time in the Far East, and the counterpart to ‘senpai’ wasn’t one of them. To her, it was just something more experienced wrestlers said when talking down to her.
Ash’s eventual questioning of whether she is up to par serves to dig further into the very large chip on ArKade’s shoulder. Ash sounded like those GJPW coaches. No wonder they liked her so much.
The smug grin on ArKade’s face turns to a snarl.
And then Ash says it. The fourth most relevant Kade. ArKade’s heart pounds hard in her chest as rage begins to take hold. She’d spent her life being the fifth most important of her mother’s five daughters. All due to an accident that rendered her incapable of ever using the abilities her mother and sisters had inherited from their demonic progenitor.
She’d spent her time in the GJPW dojo being hated and overlooked by her trainers and fellow young lioness’ due to her own surly disposition, unwillingness or perhaps inability to learn Japanese, and consistently choosing to resort to shortcuts during training. And now here she was in the WWA, being publicly dismissed as the weakest link of her immediate family.
“Shut the fuck up, blud!” ArKade screams. She hurls the microphone at Ash through the ring ropes then sprints forward, sliding under the bottom rope. She scrambles back up to her feet, holding the GJPW Intercontinental title with both hands, and swings it toward Ash.
