Test of Strength

The good thing about a competition like this was that there was no constant action, and the recovery time in between the contests, even if it was just a minute or two, was enough that Odessa felt like she could go for hours upon hours before the combined fatigue was enough to fall her for good. Of course, she loved a real match, but as a change of pace, being able to dip into this pupu platter was an excellent way to hone her skills and really deconstruct the whole concept of wrestling with a tough, talented opponent.

So Odessa took a little while to just lay back and relax, while Alicia did something similar to recover from that armlock. Odessa was feeling the fatigue in her arms, and if she was going to live up to the hours and hours she had charted out for herself she would need to keep herself warmed up, and keep the post-exercise soreness from setting in. She gently bicycle-kicked her legs and stretched her arms above her head, wincing as she still felt the effects of the lock she had been placed in earlier.

Alicia mentioned a future match, and Odessa smiled and nodded, though she wasn't sure if Alicia was looking at her to catch the body language. "We'll have fun no matter what. I was just thinking about how much fun this is as a change of pace, actually...but then the fluidity of an actual match is fun in a way all its own." Odessa stopped, and sighed. "Sorry, I feel I'm beginning to ramble. So as far as the next fight goes..."

She sat up, turning around so that she could peer down upon Alicia. Her mind weighed possibilities for a few seconds. "Maybe we go with a classic, hmm? How's your camel clutch?"