A small inkling was paired with the other. Her beret and jacket almost identical to those in posters when paired with her eyes. The Splash-o-matic she was using had a much sharper design than those seen in battle before. When the match began, a noticable hint of aggression was sensed from how quickly she moved.
Rekx was in the rafters, looking at the match starting up. If he wanted to get back in the turf war scene he had to take notes.
The teams seamed somewhat organised except for a reckless squid rushing forward before her team… a bold move but then again, early arena control was vital.
He was eager to see what she would do next.
Rekx’s nervous smile shine, “Hahaha you’d be surprised…” He then marked a long silence during which his eyes swayed around.
He sighed before going on again, “So! Would you say it’s was your focused a sharp start or you completely out of control rush at the end that allowed tour team to take the win?”
He completely ignored the girl’s visible exasperation.
“I just wanted to sleep…” She replied. Sighing, she hung her head and looked at the other. “I only win because I have adapted to more aggressive beings. Now can I sleep?”
Annddddd again he completely disregarded the mentions about her exaustion, "It looks like there's more to it than just an agressive playstyle tho... I see some professional players play aggressively and then ... you. There's is defenetly something that fuels that."
