step right up

She was cleared to fight again. Halo had given her very specific instructions, of course. Take it easy and don't overdo it had been chief among them, but... well, it wasn't like Hazel was going to actually follow those very specific instructions. She needed to throw herself back into things head on, and what better way to do that than roll up to the battlefield and challenge the biggest, meanest motherfucker she could find?

But Azure was busy.

It wasn't like she couldn't get Bas to spar her, but maybe the yearling was feeling a bit insecure. He was bigger, and he'd had more training... no, Hazel would take her chances. She probably couldn't handle the constant teasing from her best friend, should she lose. At least if it was a stranger she could fuck off and never have to see them again, right? Right. She'd done a good enough job convincing herself of that on her walk over here.

Hazel shared a glance with her opponent, and they shrugged at each other. They put on their most confident faces and entered one of the dusty sparring rings, figuring now was as good a time as any. Hazel's call rang out, seeking an opponent. Showtime.
"Speech"