Metamorphosis (Open RP)

She chuckled and shook her head. "I have to get singles down before I can even think about that." She tried to brighten up and looked Jackpot's way with the best smile she had - the brogue brawler was trying her best to cheer her up, no reason to ruin that. "But I'll think about it. How does..." She bit her lip thinking through a few names, something they had in common. "The Green Team? Mean Green Machine? Gangreen? Something like that?"

Jackpot would hear Blossom's suggestions for different tag team names and they all sounded great. With a giggle of her own, she would also add, "Aye, those sound pretty good. As long as it has "green" in it, then we are a team. Maybe I should give you a hat like mine so we both can look alike."

"Aw, no, I could never wrestle with a hat like that." She shook her head, shuffling in the bed at bit. "It's annoying enough having to look up at tall people all day long as is; having that thing blocking my vision would just be a pain." She wagged her finger. "Not that I wouldn't look good in it."

"Aye, good point," chuckled Jackpot with a nod. Blossom was quite short amongst the others and having a hat would be a real pain if you have to look up at them all day long. "Well, we need to have some symbol for our group to indicate that we both are similar to each other."

She thought for a moment, before the obvious thing hit her like a rock in the head. "Matching boots?"

Jackpot would look down at her boots before back up at Blossom before replying, "Aye, that can work. Speaking of which, where are those boots I gave you? Aren't you wearing them in your matches?" As with all friends, Jackpot always cares and didn't want to see any of them get hurt.

"I wore them on two of my matches - boots are just a little weird for me to get used to, is all." She pulled back her sheets, showing her toes. "I've always been a barefooter, just comes naturally. But I'll get to wear them more, you know - if I go back."

"I know that," said Jackpot in seeing what Blossom means in how she usually fights. "Just being sure you aren't hurt too badly without them. There is a risk when going out like that, y'know, no offense whatsoever." Jackpot would fix up her own boots a little just so that she can feel a little more secure. She's hoping Blossom is true to her word.

A few heads would turn at the sight of a certain purple haired bunny girl stomping through the halls of the hospital, the grim expression on her face keeping most people from asking questions. Dressed in tight black jeans with a dark purple tank top that had her bunny skull and crossbones on her chest, a small chain hung loosely from her pocket to her belt strap, also carrying a small black tote bag on her back. Although it had only been a few days since they last met, so much had happened since then it felt like a lifetime ago. Bunny still didn't how to classify their bizarre relationship, but things like that could be sorted out later, though she was starting to get an idea.

DB didn't expect anyone else to be in the room with Blossom, certainly not a blazing red head with bright green eyes. Bunny knew she was from the emerald isle immediately upon meeting her gaze, just like DB, although she hid that fact just a tad more discreetly. Not knowing what she interrupted, Bunny would give a slight to nod to the stranger before taking another step forward towards the hospital bed.

"Hey......", DB would take a brief moment to move her head up and down the bed to thoroughly examine Blossoms grim situation, noticing the cast on her foot before moving her head back up again to look at Blossom."..........you look terrible."

Bunny herself wouldn't look 100% either, sporting a slight black eye and bruise on her stomach...

Today was just full of surprises.

In all of the craziness, Blossom had forgotten about the sleepover with Death Bunny - the end of her last match sort of put a big hamper on that. She had thought - well, hoped - she would come by, though. She knew that Death Bunny could get a little irritated with her sometimes...well, okay, she could get a lot irritated with her most of the time. But Blossom could tell the good ones when she saw one and Death Bunny was definitely a good one. As much as she seemed to want people to think the exact opposite.

What Blossom really wasn't expecting, though, was her face - she looked banged up, and that certainly didn't happen in their last match. "Debbie!" She blurted out, rising in the bed as she leaned in to get a better look. "What - what happened? Are you okay?"