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[dignity_misery]

[[ooc; If you're curious about what's up, here is a post all about it. Open to anyone and everyone, my hope is really to make this as easy and open as possible. and I will totally shut up and stop posting now. sob.]]



[After yesterday's nonsense, tiaras and frilly gowns, Carla has really decided it's time to get on with this. Seated somewhere in the library, she has the network device curled loosely in one hand on a tabletop.]

I'm looking for some sparring partners. If you're interested, I've got a big space where we can meet up and do some... interviews. Friday night, if you can make it past all the sand.

[She glances off, considering for a moment before she clarifies,]

I'm looking for full contact. [A wry little smile.] You can't be afraid to get bloody.

[Attached to this message are directions to what is, in fact, an abandoned indoor swimming pool. Carla thinks it will make a nice arena.]

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Then I've missed the punchline.

[Yes he knows. No he's not playing it up.]

Have any other women signed up?

[dignity_misery]

Not that have spoken to me.

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[That's something.]

No competition, no even matches.

[dignity_misery]

I guess so.

[But her tone could not possibly be more withering right now.]

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[It could be worse, but his current ethos is not to become invested (he's barely fooling himself).]

I hope it works.

[dignity_misery]

I'm sure it will.