>> Ya kitten me, right? >> It's been three months!

>> Well shit. >> Hmu if you get something then >>Will be the first in line to come through

"Yeah, that's crazy boss."

"Stubborn like an ox. I'm going to get this chick to train me."

"Yeah! What she said...!"

"I mean..." "Shiva's definitely cool."

Flips off 𓆩 𝓣𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽𝔂 𝓑𝓲𝓻𝓭 𓆪.

"She's the dopest old lady I've ever had the honor of being punched by!"

"SIFU."

"Nah, I had that for dinner last night."

"Being a freedom fighter isn't the most lucrative occupation!"

"I mean.. Sure! But me and the other girls don't take them most of the time. Liberating countries is its own reward!" "And I like the taste of cold turkey. Call me old fashioned."

"Low-end Metropolis apartments aren't bad! Still have to thank Floyd for the hook-up. Time to hit town!"

"MISS WU-SAN!" Shiva.

An hour of Wing-Chun dummy training, jogging and lifting. The training never ends.

But when it did, after a steam and a bath, the Kitten simply slumped on her couch.

"Sounds way too slow."

"They could still technically fight, though. That shit takes months to actually kill someone."

"It's one of those days of me regretting not finishing college."

"Yeah... Super dope..."