Bijou bit her tongue hard, trying not to lash out in a fiery wave of insults at the man for shoving her into the caged box, like she was some kind of dog, doing some unwanted traveling. The nerve of some people.

The cage door slammed barely giving her anytime to get out of the way, and a loud yelp into the mic sent a shock of pain through one of Bijou's ears to the next. This guy was a total jerk, and Bijou had plans to lay it on him after she was done with whomever this challenger was.

Speaking of challenger, Bijou turned to face her opponent. It was something she was used to; it was kind of her religion. It kept her going, gave her something to look forward too, and gave her a set of morals - whatever they were. She looked at the nervous glances the man was giving every which way. His nervous stance wasn't soaked with fear, but rather, what looked to be, a very deep feeling of uncomfort. Bijou had a strong feeling that the guy she was about to wipe the floor with wasn't really fond of throwing a fist in the general direction of a female.

"Don't be a pansy." Bijou called over to him, over the ranting crowds, "I don't fight like a girl."

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