TearsoftheWorld
Radical Dreamer
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Underground Tournament Arc
We're all unwanted children.
Vanessa thought about that pretty often.
Looking around, how could she not?
Life in East Haven certainly wasn't easy, but for many, life under the streets was even worse.
You really had to have balls to survive... metaphorically speaking.
Sitting high up on a large slab of concrete that overlooked a set of ruined train tracks, Vanessa took another hit from her cigarette and glanced over at her partner Vincent. They were like two peas in a pod, and very nearly inseparable. Where there was one you were almost sure to find the other. There were at least fifteen or twenty other people around, but the two of them were like royalty.
With a beer held loosely in her other hand, the young woman shifted her gaze to a fight that was taking place not far from where they were sitting. Vanessa brought her cigarette back up to her lips for a quick puff and then flicked it away.
"How much longer are they going to take?" she asked as she blew out a thick smoke ring.
"You're getting harder and harder to please. You know that?" he replied.
"Yeah, so?" she snapped back.
For some reason she was incredibly restless, and her thin patience had worn even thinner over the past few days.
"Maybe you should get laid," Vincent joked.
"I don't think there's anyone here with a dick bigger than mine to fuck me with," Vanessa said as she drew out another cigarette and then lit it after placing it between her lips.
"How about his?"
Vanessa's eyes trailed after the young man that Vincent nodded towards, and she chuckled in amusement.
"Nope. Tiny little pecker," she said as she expertly blew out another fresh ring of smoke. "Besides, I doubt he could find his own zipper."
"Know what the penis said to the condom?"
"What?"
"Cover me. I'm going in."
Vanessa shook her head and laughed.
"You're such a fucking idiot."
"W-"
"Nuh-uh. One and done," she said.
Vincent decided not to press his luck. His corny joke had drawn out a quick laugh, but he knew better than to press his luck. He turned his attention back towards the fight that had broken out, but neither he nor Vanessa did anything to break it up.
They did, however, want the fighters to speed things along.
"One of you better win in the next five minutes or else," Vanessa called out, drawing their attention for just a brief moment before they resumed sparring. Both competitors went at each other with renewed ferocity, until one of them finally came out on top.
"It's about damn time," she grumbled as she flicked her second cigarette away.
The dark-haired woman pushed herself up onto her feet and then jumped down to join the others below. She brought both of her hands up to her chest and casually cracked her knuckles.
"Okay. Who's next?"