for pyrrhaicvictory

[sarcaskick]

You're a world-renowned fighter.
We're obviously leagues apart.

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[pyrrhaicvictory]

Then I'll be the first.

[ she has the drive, even when she doesn't have the ego. ]

[sarcaskick]

[ It occurs to him that she might hit her maximum potential relatively soon, because depending on how Cinder plays this whole situation out some people might not make it out alive.

There's a part of him that might almost be a little reluctant to see Pyrrha go. You don't meet fighters like her every day, that's for sure.

... Probably shouldn't dwell on that much when she's standing right there. ]

You pull that off, and I'll pay next time.

[pyrrhaicvictory]

Does that mean we'll be having another match soon?

[sarcaskick]

I'm sure you're eager for a chance to win back the crown.

[pyrrhaicvictory]

Who, me?

[ I am innocennnnt. ]

[sarcaskick]

By all means, tell me how wrong I am. Let me have it! Hold nothing back.

[pyrrhaicvictory]

Maybe after my drink.

[sarcaskick]

Fair enough! Gotta admit that I'm deathly curious what a girl like you plans to order.

[pyrrhaicvictory]

I'll think of something.

[sarcaskick]

Hope so! Otherwise you'll have to leave it to my judgment.

[ She... she doesn't want that. ]

[pyrrhaicvictory]

Don't worry, I have something in mind.

[sarcaskick]

That's for the best. You don't strike me as a whiskey type anyway.

[pyrrhaicvictory]

I'm not. You'll just have to see.

[sarcaskick]

Sure, sure.

[ A few moments of silence, before he casts her a suspicious look. ]

If you just order juice or something I'm going to take those flowers back.

[pyrrhaicvictory]

Wow, you're really going to judge my drinks, aren't you?

[sarcaskick]

Oh my god, did I actually just guess your master plan?

[pyrrhaicvictory]

Not even close. You'll just have to wait and see.

[sarcaskick]

[ He leans a little closer to peer at her, still a bit wary. The girl clearly has some sort of idea, but he can't gleam what it is.

...

Welp. Guess she's right - he'll have to wait. ]

So it would seem.

[pyrrhaicvictory]

C'mon. How much longer?

[sarcaskick]

Oh, it's a few miles out. We'll be walking for a long time.

[ ... Except there's a giant neon sign just up ahead that blatantly reads "JUNIOR'S". ]

[pyrrhaicvictory]

What kind of club name is Junior anyway?

[sarcaskick]

I think it's the name of the guy who owns the joint. What kind of guy willingly goes by Junior is a question I'm afraid I can't answer.

[pyrrhaicvictory]

I'm not surprised business is slipping.

[sarcaskick]

Which only means we have a better chance of haggling down the prices.

[pyrrhaicvictory]

I am paying, you know.