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Kasumi enters the WWA gym, with a backpack slung over her shoulder. Making her way to a nearby trainer, she waves.
>Sup. I need to train.
"...Do you remember what you said last time we offered to help train you?"
>No, but prolly some variation on fuck off if I had to guess. My bad.
Kasumi shrugs as the trainer sighs.
"Very well. What changed your mind?"
>Well after the ass whooping I got in my last match I got a pretty nasty headache. Had like 7 bloody marys to get rid of it then I 'membered there was this place. So then I came here.
"Alright what did you want to work on?"
Kasumi unstraps a katana tied to her backpack and dramatically unsheathes it.
>I was thinking hardcore stuff first! Get the rough stuff outta the way.
"Jesus christ!" The trainer backs off as Kasumi points the katana towards them.
>Oh don't worry it's the blunt one. Still hurts like a bitch when you get hit with-Ah FUCK!
Kasumi brings a finger to the blade and presses, but quickly pulls it back as her finger starts bleeding.
>Ah sonovabitch I brought the wrong one! Got a bandaid?
She sticks her finger in her mouth to suck up the blood.
"S-sure. Why don't we stick to fundamentals today?"
