A match between oil and water

[Tiamat]

Pyrrha Nikos, The invincible woman. That was one of the many names that could fir Pyrrha Nikos. All of them being praise to her skills. Currently now Pyrrha was in one of the Law gyms working out keeping herself ready if she was ever called for a match in the coming days. As of now she thought that it would be best to work on her cardio, so she grabbed some of the boxing gloves a friend gave her for a birthday present. Some present this is huh? Pyrrha said to herself as she chuckled putting them on. Once the gloves were on she would take a deep breath before some light punches were being thrown. At least that is what she thought, everyone else watching her was amazed that she was making such loud impacts on the heavy bag. A few minutes passing, Pyrrha would take a break and check her phone. Pyrrha for how talented she was for the most part didn't know how to handle social situations. So many of her friends were sending texts, Pyrrha only busied herself in responding to most of them while she sat on a bench. Most people wouldn't approach her, not because she was scary instead it was because of how imposing she was. She was built like a greek goddess. Pyrrha would be wearing a tight red sports top that hugged her curves very well, some might say to well. Going downwards you could only see that her abs were taken from a statue, some people couldn't believe it. Following that Pyrrha would be wearing red tights that were over her muscular legs. That and over the tights Pyrrha wore yellow shorts, finishing it she would have red shoes and a golden headband. It was funny really because the people that did approach Pyrrha were fans of some sort.
Hello... umm are you ms NIkos?
Pyrrha gets off of her phone
Yes that is me, do you need something?
Yeah I do, If it doesn't bother you, could you Pyrrha Nikos something for me?
Oh certainly, but I don't have anything to sign, netiher do I have a writing utensil
Oh no I have that covered here...
The individual hands Pyrrha a boxing glove and a black sharpie
I see hah, I'd be honored to, now who do I make this out to
Just put Morgan please