"Ducky...wait, what?" *The petite pulverizer seemed particularly perplexed by the name, but her personal morale was at an all time high. Gail was beginning to tug her jumper up to the edges of her shoulders while continuing to ruminate over such an odd name.*
"Huh. It's probably just a pseudonym or something. Still, she does..well..look like a Ducky. Does that even make sense?" * While the name may have been odd, the match she found herself participating in was even odder- A smother competition, where the winner is determined by depriving their foe of oxygen by way of their assets.* "Seems like she wants to skip dinner and get to the good part. I'm down with that~" *She mumbled to herself before realizing she was a little behind her expected appearance time!*
"Oh crap, oh crap, crap, crap, crap!" *Rapidly tossing her boots on before hastily lacing them up, the miniature monsoon dashed down the hallway, inadvertently knocking someone against a brick wall in the process!*
"Sorry! Blame father time!" *She called out behind her before finally reaching the obsidian curtain.*
"Alright, let's get this party started!"
*The lights dimmed for a brief moment before Gail's theme dropped, ushering her out into the vacant spotlight. The rush of applause hit her hard, and the welcoming feeling she experienced was something she could get accustomed to.*
"Huh, no wonder Kieda loves this so much." *She mumbled through her teeth while feeding into the crowd, pumping her fist into the air in a rhythmic motion. To her astonishment, they reciprocate, giving Gail the idea to make this her new ritual.*
*After placating to the audience for a bit, Gail eventually trotted up the steps and slipped her slender body through the ropes.*
"Alright, let's see what this...Ducky can do." *Still unable to grasp the concept of addressing someone by such an absurd name, Gail propped herself up against her neutral corner, keeping a solitary fist raised while patiently awaiting the appearance of her opponent.*