After the loss... (For Harukasan)

"Sounds good..." Trin exhaled as she finally got back up and looked to where Lizzie was heading. A drink sounded so good right now...

Lizzie would race off to the tent and would eventually sit at a table to share a beer with Trinity. She would watch her from across the table.

Trin didn't lag too far behind before they were both in the small tent. Trin took a sip of her beverage, looking up slowly to Lizzie's eyes as she did so.

Lizzie looked at her interest before putting down her glass.

"So tell me, luv. What got you so interested in this?"

Trin was silent a moment before responding, "I like fighting. I can do that here without the legal repercussions." Trin placed her drink back down, "And you?"

"Well I used to play volleyball. A lot. But I would always break the rules and try to hurt people." Smirks. "Guess my story is somewhat similar to yours. Though I wonder. You must not be too used to people who fight back."

Trin frowned at Lizzie's comment, immediately becoming defensive, "I'm used to it fine! I submit to one hold, which by the way my good-for-nothing partner should have helped me escape, and now you're telling me I can't fight? I'll kick your ass right here in this tent!" Trin stood up, trying to mask her slight blush with an angered front.

"Two holds that I know of..." Lizzie was recalling both Jean and Natasha's submission. "And submission is besides the point. I mean when you fight against those who have some skill like Jean. Bullying the weak is fine my dear but that is why I brought you here...so you might stand a chance against the so called heroes..."

Lizzie regarded Trinity's tirade with a bemused smile as if amused the goth girl would embarass herslef like this in public.

Trin didn't respond, milling over Lizzie's response. Instead she continued to lock eyes with her partner, their faces close. Trin wanted to argue back, or hit her, but she knew she'd probably lose any exchange with Lizzie. If nothing else she wanted to slap the smirk off her face for the insults...

Lizzie seemed relaxed not showing any nervousness just yet.

"How about you sitdown, my dear, before you fall down..."