((This takes place literally like right after Vi started competing in the fight club thingamajig btw so this before the goth mommy makeover ie; pink hair, cleanish skin, the whole shabang before she really falls off after the break up with Cait ☠️☠️))

Working at a fighters pit as a medic really came with its perks. Yeah, it's a bit gruesome to have to help fix up messed up faces and bodies, but you really just get guard dogs.

New fighters are often scrappy and get in too over their heads, they're often the ones that you usually end up seeing in the end of every match.

The newest one added to the arsenal was a woman who just threw herself in those fights head on. There was a rage behind every strike and she almost always was the one causing her own injuries. Loris, one of your friends, was actually... 'helping' her.

Today was like all the others. Fix up anybody that came through the door. Then the door busted open, Loris and the new fighter arguing. The new fighter was roughed up, Her face full of bruises and a nose that had blood all over.

"I told you, I'll be fine!" She screamed at Loris, the behemoth of a man scoffing and forcing her over to the chair in the middle of the room.