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𝐝𝐞𝐣𝐚 𝐯𝐮
OMARYN WAS CONFUSED TO SEE that her original Sensei was not at the dojo but instead an order man took his place.
She took stance in the only available space which was unfortunately beside Hawk, "Who's this, Americano?"
"You're late." He spoke the obvious.
"No shit, I had to do something. Who's the old guy—
"Lopez, is it?" The old guy in question interrupted, she nodded her head hesitantly. "Come over."
Omaryn walked over to where he was, bowing as she was taught to do in her old dojo because it was disrespectful not to.
Kreese just chuckled, "I heard a lot about you, you're a gifted fighter, where are you coming from?"
"Rumble dojo, it's south of here, they specialized more in Taekwondo and Jujitsu than Karate." She answered.
"Ah, Jujitsu is a hard one to learn, how long have you been over there?"
"Four years." She muttered, the reminder of the place making her uneasy.
Hawk was only one who seemed to notice her change in attitude.
Those years of her life was the worst. The training in her old dojo should've been child endangerment, it was many times where she passed out from exhaustion.
"I wanna see what you know Karate wise, why don't you try taking on... Hawk." Kreese smiled sickingly.
They locked eyes with each other again, both gulping awkwardly as they were about to fight each other yet again.
