@InklingRockPunk “I’ve never grappled with an inkling, we’ll have to give it a go sometime~.” She winked as she folded her arms.
“Sure that works.”
// Let’s do it!
“Yeah true but I didn’t think you’d be into wrestling, you struck me as an underground fight pit kinda vibe.
We can stop at my place if you’d like? I need to freshen up~.”
"Of course! Shell, lot of Inklings know you. You're sorta underground but, C'mon, you're awesome!"
She checked her wrist (she didn't have a watch) and whistles.
"I'll meet you outside unless you're here for the concert I opened."
It wasn't her show tonight.
"Oh~Ho~ho~ho~!"
Pearl laughs at the thought and shook her head.
"No no, Admiral. MY treat. You served me and Inkopolis enough. Plus. I own like, two restaurants because of my dad. I'll pay and provide us a ride. My butler is my band's drummer."
". . ."
She thought about it. Imagining herself at home eating chips and watching TV.
". . .I mean, I guess I could take time out of my busy day and join you in whatever. I can take a day off~"
"Heh, didn't expect to see one from Down Undah' up here in Inkopolis. Hope the city's been nice to you."
She signed the CD with her name, and a small sketch of her head and a saluting hand.
"Is the air alright? I know it's different from the ocean."
Making use of all those hours training, Octavia plus her trade and sticks it to her parents as a wrestler under the Alias the Admiral.
And if you’re not careful she’ll have you tied in knots.
Hailing from the great city of Atlantis is the Submission Magician, the tentacles terror, the Admiral of Agony! Octavia!
Octavia is a fighter that hails from Atlantis, born to high ranking members of Atlantis’s Army Octavia was expected to follow suit.
So she chose wrestling!
The Wet Leaf Bar 🍻
Une taverne située à 2 jours de marche de la ville la plus proche. À l'entrée d'une grande forêt sauvage c'est un lieu très accueillant et reposant notamment grâce à ses sources chaudes divisé en plusieurs bassins