>>10466325>>10466337The Empress blinks at Colby's story, taken aback by the girl's history and her tale of how she came into the wrestling business. Sitting on the lap of an uncle while he gave you alcohol was not exactly what she had pictured when she'd seen the all-too-innocent-college-graduate. But, perhaps she was misinterpreting, maybe it was one of those cultural things that the Empress did not quite understand. That she could not quite pick up on. She is deep in thought when Colby turns the question back to her.
She presses her lips, then smiles
>Oh, you know, it just seemed so fun. At least as far as raising awareness goes.A lie, but she wasn't about to talk about a desire for the belt and its alleged corrupting influence.
>And it seemed like a way to really pit ideas against ideas and people against people. If I can win in combat against those who would denigrate my nation, then in a way, I am defeating those intolerant ideas. A real... battle of ideologies!>Oh, please do not think me violent. I long only to handle my differences safely in the arena, like our sports teams.As she spoke ill of violence and of any sort of misdeed, she was blissfully unaware of the destruction wrought one of her affiliated opium dens. The damage her money had done to the city was still, as of yet, something of a secret.
>I suppose I seem quite foolish to you, some Chinese girl coming her with wide eyes and big ideals without ever having properly wrestled before.She chuckles daintily, hiding her mouth behind her hand.
>You have been such a good guide and noble soulIt is as she speaks that the next course comes out, a veritable feast of traditional dishes, a mixture of steaming meats, vegetables and rice
>I hope this at least somewhat makes up for it. The rice is all imported, I am afraid the corn in this country is just so... terrible. Don't you agree?>Oh, please do not think me bigoted, I was just raised in a palace 