I have two days to get better from my cold, sleep enough to last eight weeks of high intensity work, and read some scripts….but instead so far I have slept a bit, eaten some chocolate and read a shit load of fic, so I mean, I’m well on my way to a good start, right?
So, through extensive exploration of the Minyard/Josten rivalry we have basically established these fuckers yell angry sounding Russian at each other from across the court to psyche everyone out when they’re really just talking about mundane shit, but consider this: one of their team members speaks perfectly fluent Russian, and can understand every single word they’re saying. The fuckin champ never tells a soul, the never ending irony of the media debating the extent of their intense hatred while they’re actually talking about their shopping list and weekend plans is too much.
“I am Adelina Amouteru. On this night, I swear to you that I will rise above everything you’ve ever taught me. I will become a force that this world has never known. I will come into such power that none will dare hurt me again.”