[ Jessica feels fit to snap from the tension that has consumed her in the days running up to the tournament, but somehow, when she steps into the ring opposite her friend and beloved and betrayer, she's— not quite calm, no. But she's determined, and her anxiety barely disturbs her composure. Only for a moment, when she meets Sayo's eyes. Her hair is different. She's become so strong. She's more beautiful than ever. It stirs something to see her like this, when it's supposed to be the end. But she quickly sets her jaw, settling into a similar stance. ]
...Yeah.
[ It's time to free herself. She doesn't know entirely what that means, or what comes after. She just knows that she needs this, to truly sever herself from her past, to prove that she has the strength to walk into the future. If she were more self-aware... well, for better or worse, she's not.
Jessica's training has clearly paid off. She comes in fast and aggressive from the beginning, not giving Sayo a moment to catch her breath. She wouldn't dare to go easy. That would be an insult to Sayo, and all of those who perished. ]
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...Yeah.
[ It's time to free herself. She doesn't know entirely what that means, or what comes after. She just knows that she needs this, to truly sever herself from her past, to prove that she has the strength to walk into the future. If she were more self-aware... well, for better or worse, she's not.
Jessica's training has clearly paid off. She comes in fast and aggressive from the beginning, not giving Sayo a moment to catch her breath. She wouldn't dare to go easy. That would be an insult to Sayo, and all of those who perished. ]