Trial from Hell! (Amano vs. Takashi)

[dlamp]

Seriously, why can't I just... Amano's jaw tightened, her mind springing from angry thought to angry thought as the noise of the crowd grew quieter and quieter. I could do anything I wanted, but she... they... Her jaw tightened further, letting out an angry, bitter huff. I should of just beaten the hell out of her when the bell rang. Maybe then I'd-

Amano's thoughts were interrupted by a woman's voice. She looked behind her to see the taller girl right next to her. Her nerve stood on end. I didn't even hear her... She concluded it was probably due to her being wrapped in her own thoughts, but said nothing, only listening to this girl's apology and offer. "... ... ..." She gave no reaction to it, not at first, only staring at the woman before looking back to the ground. Honestly, taking a few swings at someone would make her feel better. After the bad aftertaste the conclusion of the Kimodameshi match had a few free shots at one of the perpetrators would be a good consolation. But...

"Get lost." She spat out the words, following with a loud click of her tongue. "I don't have time to deal with you..." She walked further, picking up the pace. It was tempting to look back, to glare and try and intimidate, but she decided against it. She had enough of tonight. She didn't need anything else. She needed time to figure things out.

Amano Wins via Submission