@mysticsect (oh god oh fuck oh no oh god)
☆-. So its unfortunately come to this. Bupphiat was the next person on his roster to fight. Which wasn't something he didn't expect to happen of course, but this time was different he could tell, even just by the way the Jr bishop dressed for this fight and the way they were carrying themselves.
Despite the fact that the young fighter could feel the nerves beginning to run through him, something that RARELY if EVER happened---he had absolutely no choice but to face the Jr Bishop, and he REFUSED to allow that to affect his efforts. Nor would their more intimate relationship behind closed doors change the fact that he would in NO way, be going easy on Bupphiat.
(Not that he had much of a choice---if Buppi's warning served to be true. He'd be fighting for his life.)
Gritting his teeth, he finishes putting his helmet on-- this time having opted out his usual basic attire for extra armor he had brought along for this fight SPECIFICALLY. He steps onto the stage, chewing the inside of his cheek as the music starts up.
Fowler knows he isn't making it out of this fight; but he will not be going down easy, he will make sure of that.
