What a weird man, he is. Reina cannot help but to sigh at all this. He is not merely a cosplayer, but a weirdo? Given her family, given the whole King of Iron Fist tournament— she wasn't new to her. ❝ Uh-huh... ❞ She's pretty sure that he'd get along very well with the likes of —
Spider-Man! Which should be obvious given this whole...❞ Gesturing to himself. ❝Situation.❞
❝ Firefighter...? ❞ This doesn't sound believable enough. ❝ What a weird choice of mascot. ❞
❝Sure, I cosplay as the arachnid firefighter mascot. Beloved by many, be-hated by all.❞
Staaare. ❝ Some interesting outfit you have there. Are you a cosplayer, by any chance? ❞
The next Tournament of the King of Iron Fist will be hosted by her. /Jk.
⠀⠀⠀ 𝔗𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐎-𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝔎𝐈𝐍𝐆 ▔︎▔︎▔︎▔︎▔︎▔︎▔︎▔︎▔︎▔︎ “ 𝓉𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗋𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝓃𝖺𝗆𝖾, 𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝓌𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝓉𝖺𝗆𝖾 ” ⠀⠀⠀
// Like to be added into list of roleplayers, those who can be bothered.
There was nothing on Reina's mind but training. To be able to continue her father's legacy, she must be perfect. None shall stand in her way and she perfectly knew that.