-The clashing emotional state she'd been in between her dreams about Jen, becoming at least partially aware of Jen and Kara's relationship, her agreeing to this trip despite the previous two things, and a dozen or so little other things had put Satsuki in the sort of state where the poor behemoths that had decided to interfere in their drive was about to be used as a literal outlet for all of her anxiety and frustration. Stepping out of the camper, she rolled her neck, popped her knuckles, and stomped hard enough in the dirt beside the road to leave a sizeable crater.

These poor bastards... had no idea what they were in for.-

Hey, jabroni! If you're trying to take a shot at the chimp, you'd better not miss, because the Pirate Queen Satsuki Hojo takes no prisoners! -Why... was she cutting a promo in the middle of the road?-

And from the top rope!

-She didn't wait for anyone else. Satsuki didn't feel at all intimidated by the height of the dive. It wasn't all that different form one she'd done in a ladder match back in Japan, and into a much more welcoming surface. Stripped down to her swimsuit, which looked pretty damn close to her wrestling gear, she was leaping and *literally pulling off her signature flying elbow drop* into the water below. Because why not? She put up with enough the day before, she had little to risk losing... Well, besides possible part of her swimsuit. Whoops.-

-Okay, maybe she. hadn't. coped with the situation as well as she thought she would. It was impossible for her to just set aside what she'd witnessed in her dreams, knowing it was completely possible Jen had indeed been inside her head, and just... being around her through the weekend. And she wasn't a jealous person, normally; or at least she told herself that. But seeing Jen with Kara... it made her chest hurt. And her throat parched. And maybe that's why she'd put away probably well more than she should have.

Actually, no, she was definitely drunk at this point. She knew it. And once more, she felt compelled by that need to release her anxieties and do something dumb. It was fine, wasn't it? That's what they were here for. To do dumb shit and have fun. And she was going to have fun, damnit!-

Alright. -She put back the last of the bottle she'd been working on, tossing it aside.- I'm antsy and while stories are cool, I wanna tell a story *my way*. So who wants to wrestle the champ? I'll go easy on you~!

-She laughed brightly, but everything about what she'd just suggested was probably a Bad Idea.-

-You know the drill.-