Something to Discuss (Claire and Kagami)

Claire stood up along with Kagami, continuing to paw at her sore arm in a desperate attempt to stave off some of the terrible aching. The two of them had really had quite the battle here, and had stopped just short of tearing each otherâ€s arms off in a bid to secure the right to avoid paying for the sushi.

When Kagami suggested they avoid arm wrestling in their next match, Claire happily agreed. “Yeah, I donâ€t think mine could take it, either. And it would probably just turn into another stalemate, anyway—although I guess the same thing could happen with wedgies…”

Claire shuddered, thinking ahead to the sumo panties match between the two that would decide the rightful owner of the kawaii title belt. The two of them were of near-equal size and near-equal strength. She had already had two difficult sumo panties matches with girls her size—with the title on the line, both of them would be determined not to lose. The result could be chaos, long-term stalemate—they might battle for hours trying to decide who the winner would be. It would, in all likelihood, be the most difficult match of Claireâ€s career up until that point.

But she would gladly accept that challenge, and do her best to win.

Once they got back to her apartment, Claire would quickly get a pair of ice packs and walk over to the couch, sitting down and patting the cushion next to her, indicating that Kagami should join her so that they could ice their arms.

Once Kagami had sat down next to her on the couch, Claire would hand the other girl one of the ice packs before applying the other to her own aching arm. Every now and then, she would pat at her crotch with it, as well, as her womanhood was still hurting a little after it had been bitten during their match.

“What should we do?” Claire repeated. She wasnâ€t quite sure, beyond just trying to waste some time while they put some ice on their arms. Talking, watching television…stuff like that was all she could think of at the moment. “Well, we could chat for a little while. Get to know each other better, maybe. Tell me about yourself.”

Claireâ€s eyes widened a little as Kagami gave her succinct life story. She had no idea that the kawaii champion had come from such humble beginnings. It was a sad story, and Claire felt bad for how nasty things had gotten during their match. She was determined to be on good terms with Kagami going into their championship match. Maybe they could even be friends, and have some fun times together outside of the ring. Weâ€ll see, I guess, Claire thought.

“Dang,” she said, sort of at a loss for what to say. I shouldâ€ve let her win the arm wrestling contest, the American girl thought. “Well, Iâ€m glad that youâ€re here now, and youâ€ve got a place to live and everything. And a title belt, to boot! Thatâ€s good.” She smiled, rubbing Kagamiâ€s shoulder sympathetically.

Claire smiled, leaning back and continuing to hold the ice pack to her arm. She figured that Kagami would reply with the same question that she herself had been asked, so she had taken a few moments to think about how she was going to explain her whole life in just a few moments. “Well, Iâ€m from New England, in the United States. Providence, Rhode Island, to be specific. I went to boarding school for the last four years before I came here to AFW. I didnâ€t really have too many friends there, but I did have a girlfriend for a while before I came here.” She paused, and shrugged. “Iâ€m not quite sure what else to say. Iâ€m pretty boring, really.”

Claire blushed and shrugged, wincing a little as her right arm protested the movement. “I guess it was good,” she said. “I mean, I always had a place to live and stuff to eat, and I got a good education. But I always felt a little lonely, especially while I was away at school, and I never had a good relationship with my parents, so that was always rather demoralizing for me, to be honest.” She smiled again, though thinking back to that period of her life—not to mention Kagamiâ€s tragic tale—made it a little difficult. “My time at AFW has been great, though. Even tonight—Iâ€d love to just forget about what we did at the end of our match and be friends.” She looked away and giggled, a little nervously.