Tokyo is beautiful in the spring...

Josey had had a long two weeks. She had beaten Cecilia in what had felt like the longest match of her life and her body didn't seem to recognize that she had been victorious at all. The med team recommended that she stay in the hospital for a few days after such a brutal match and Josey felt as if she were in no position to argue with them. There weren't any broken bones, but there were a whole litany of fractures and bruises and near breaks, enough to keep Josey more or less bed ridden for the better part of her down time. And now here she was, out and about, not quite fine but not quite bad either. Sure, it pained her to walk but she was walking, and that was progress.

The Outlaw was walking around a small Japanese festival on the outskirts of the city. From what she had heard it was a little bit like a state fair back home. There were vendors selling overpriced garbage that had been deep-fried to hell and back, there was a milieu of horny teenagers, there were a slew of deathtraps the organizers dubbed rides. Overall, it was quite nice, and Josey was having fun wandering around seeing what she could see. The cotton candy in her hand made her mouth tingle for the sweetness within.

The sun broke out of the clouds and Josey was looking good in her black tank top and jeans. Her cowboy hat, as well as the fact that she was a good few inches taller than everyone else there made her stick out like a sore thumb. Josey didn't mind, as most people steered clear of her.

Cecilia had been feeling like shit....for the past few days...hell two weeks she had been bed ridden. She had never missed this much time being a wrestler and while she hadn't suffered any real injuries except for a cracked in her head and a concussion...she was for the most part okay. She was always the kind of girl who usually got restless...but at least it was a good time to be bedridden, as there was a lot to watch nowadays, especially when her sister had Netflix.

Still, now that she was finally able to walk around and stuff the Swede had decided to head out, she had to do....something! As such she soon enough found herself at some kind of festival/fair outside of Tokyok, around a few of the shrines and such, seems as if it was some fair for some shinto god or something, though most people didn't seem to care as it was just fun to be at this kind of place.

The blond beauty would had gotten herself a little box of Takoyaki as she walked around, taking those picks of balled food and putting them into her mouth as she walked. She wore a tight fitting shoulder less white and black top that cupped her breasts well, along with a pair of black short shorts, a red plaid skirt around it and long leg sleeves of black color, a pair of black and white sneekers as she herself wore a choker around her neck and a few ornaments on her arms, like black sleeves. In truth she looked...very punkified?

Her eyes soon enough caught sight of something though as she walked....a tall blond standing out from the rest of the crowd much like herself, who was wearing a cowboy hat. There were few that she could think of other than Josey that fit those requirments. Cecilia would start to move up towards her, coming in from the side through the crowd as she'd bring up her free arm and grab onto Josey's shoulder...almost with a smack. " Yo, cowgirl!" Cecilia let out in a booming voice...she was the kind of girl who was usually very heated in the moment...and she did kind of hate Josey. Though, that didn't mean that she couldn't talk or mess with the fellow blond for the hell of it.

Josey had never really been anonymous in her past life on the plains. Towns were only so big, and everyone knew everyone. The Outlaw caught herself thinking about Texas and the verdant plains of the Lone Star State. She also weighed her night life there: Josey had acquired quite a lot of bruises and a terrible reputation there. Here, amongst the shrines and throngs of people, she had no reputation. The blonde was nothing more than an outsider in a cowboy hat eating cotton candy.

Then, all of a sudden, someone knew Josey's name. What sounded like a clap on her shoulder garnered her attention, and Josey turned around slowly.

Lo and behold, there was the woman who had nearly broken quite a few bones was standing before her, in the flesh. Josey had never seen the woman like this, and fully appraised her in the red, white, and black get up that she was currently rocking. The cowgirl was flabbergasted that the woman she had battled so fiercely against was not only here with her, but said hello.

Josey did not quite know what to make of it. Her fist instinct was to get ready to fight, and maybe that wasn't so far off the mark. The fibers in her muscles tensed. But Cecilia didn't throw a sucker punch, nor did she attack her out of the blue. Maybe she was above that. The cowgirl was leery, not quite ready for action nor completely ready to relax. "Hey..." She let out after a tense few seconds.

Cecilia's eyes trailed up and down at Josey as the cowgirl was tensing up and those fists of her clenched, Cecilia would clench her own right fist and press it up against Josey's strong abs carefully with a bit of a push with that fist after she pressed it against her. " Eaaasy there, I'm not here to start anything unless you do." Cecilia spoke out before she'd take a step back, placing her hands on her hips. She'd look Josey over, the tall and beautiful cowgirl sure was quite the knockout...which was pretty funny considering she'd been able to knock the Swede out.

She'd take a moment to nod her head, a light grin on her lips as she stood there, two beautiful women standing looking at each other with a thick tension around them in the air. " Uhuh, hey hey to you." Cecilia let out as she'd roll her eyes a bit, one hand of hers moving up to reach for Josey's cotton candy to grab a bit of it and put it in her own mouth. " Mm.." She'd give Josey a bit of a grin before she'd speak again. " So what's up ? Never thought I'd find you out and about, didn't think you were the type." Cecilia spoke out as she kept that grin, slowly licking her fingers clean from the cotton candy.

Josey's mind raced with a thousand thoughts. Get ready for a fight, her fist is in a ball coming towards her stomach, her comes the...slight push back? The Outlaw blinked. Then Cecilia put her hands on her hips, clearly showing that she was not angling for conflict. The muscles in Josey's back slackened, but there was still some rigidity in her, something that was still clinging to the possibility of a dust-up. The tension was still as thick as the Texas summer.

Then she smiled. Josey backed down a little bit more. She smiled back but her smile was more sly. If this bitch tries anything slick, she knows I can beat her... The Outlaw took some solace in her win against the Swede and let Cecilia take a bite of her cotton candy. After all, the jovial spring mood permeated even her. She wasn't about to be one-upped though, and took an even bigger chunk off.

"You know, enjoying the spring air. Not quite as nice as home, but what can you do." She said through a mouth completely filled with pink sugar. "They don't sell whiskey here. Can you fucking believe it?" She asked with a shrug, as if that were a reasonable request.

Cecilia could clearly see how tense Josey was and it was causing the blond to feel very happy and also a bit annoyed at the same time. Considering Josey had been able to beat her and as she saw Josey ease down a bit she could clearly see that smirk on her face. The cowgirl was feeling cocky cause she had managed to win a match ? Tch...the Swede would definitely have to teach her a thing or two in the near future.

Taking some of Josey's cotton candy didn't seem to bother the cowgirl instead she seemed to try and outdo the blond, Cecilia wouldn't have it though, the mighty Swede attempted to swipe with her hand and take nearly all that was left of the cotton candy and shove it into her mouth. With a smug full mouth face she'd grin at Josey as she took in the sugary substance.

Hearing why Josey was here though was pretty much the same reason as she herself was. The blond beauty would attempt to roll her shoulders a bit. " Oh ? Not as fun as redneck central ? Come on babe! The sun goes down soon, that means the Sake stands will open." Cecilia let out as she'd give Josey a hard tap on her back. " until then...since we are both here, wanna do something ? " Cecilia let out in a bit of an awkward tone. She took a second before she'd step up and move around "Maybe eat something...do some playing ? There are a few cool competitions and games I think. " Cecilia let out as she'd place her hands on her hips.

" Unless you're scared you can compete with me! Lucky shots don't come by that often you know." Cecilia let out in a challenging manner as she'd step back, right up into Josey's face in a challenging manner, trying to goad Josey into doing stuff with her as well as show the cowgirl that she wasn't afraid of the cowgirl one bit.

Well, damn. It looked like Josey was going to have to buy more cotton candy at some point. Or maybe she could have Cecilia buy it for her. Or maybe she could find some way to steal it. The day, and subsequently the night, was so full of possibilities. Josey anticipated some sort of brawl breaking out, but she couldn't quite tell if Cecilia was going to be on her side or against her. Only time would tell.

For right now, Josey opted to relax even further. A storm may have been brewing but it wasn't quite there yet. Josey didn't exactly appreciate the hard pat on her back. With two big bites she had devoured the rest of the cotton candy and tossed the little paper stick thing it came with to the ground. A little slug on the arm sufficed to show that she wasn't going to get pushed around. After all, Cecilia knew what damage a little kick between the legs could bring.

"You're on, gurlie." Josey did not back down. As a whole, and to Cecilia as well. The Swede was right in her face, and Josey could have sworn she could see the individual pores in Cecilia's nose. She didn't even blink. She was going to lock eyes with the woman standing up against her for as long as she possibly could. Time to see who would look away first.

"Had the strongest arm in Texas..." she flexed her right arm, "And could throw a baseball all the way to Missouri. Lucky for you, the bottle game only costs a few yen, so your loss will only sting a lil..." Her drawl was as slow as the Mississippi. Just as powerful, too.

With the two women standing face to face like this, neither of them backing an inch as they looked on at each other. Cecilia could clearly see every single bit of Josey's pretty face. She kept her eyes locked onto her slightly taller opponent as she stood there not wanting to back down against the cowgirl. Though it was hard to keep her composure when the cowgirl started to talk crazy like she did...or perhaps it only sounded crazy.

The Swede would move her own right arm up and flex it herself following Josey's words, as she starred down the cowgirl. " Too bad you don't have the strongest arm here. For that title belongs to me." Cecilia let out as she would finally bring her arm down and then take a step back from Josey. "You really think you can beat me in the bottle game ? boy, you're more delusional than I thought Cowgirl." Cecilia spoke out as she would start to walk off towards the stand that had the bottle game line up, handing 10 yens to the guy in the stand to give the both of them a set of three baseballs.

It was a small win, but it was still a win. Josey played these small games in her head all the time, to see who would walk away first. The Outlaw walked away from this small contest the undoubted winner, and would hopefully take the prize for the rest of the festivities as well. The little jab about the strongest arm here would of course require a little payback, but all in due time. There wasn't so much Josey felt like she had to prove anymore.

The Outlaw found her way to the game and threw a baseball up in the air and caught it. It felt good in her hand. Everyone back home was baseball crazy but the only real thing that got her blood going in a game of baseball was charging the mound. Saying that, she wasn't half bad at it. What she lacked in accuracy, she more than made up for in sheer power.

Without much of a concern for her fellow blonde and even less concern for the proper stance, Josey fired the ball towards the three stacked bottles. The ball flew in a straight line and annihilated the top bottle. The other two bottles remained standing, however, and Josey cursed her rotten luck.

"Yer turn," she said, hardly looking at Cecilia.

Cecilia was fairly annoyed that she had walked away first, though she herself was looking to win for the rest of the nigh instead and show the cowgirl who was the superior between the two. The blond beauties lined up after Cecilia had paid and the Swede would watch as Josey readied herself and tossed a powerful throw, cleanly knocking the top bottle off of the little pyramid of bottles. Though that was it, not even a wobble of the two bottles beneath...Cecilia couldn't help but let out a light chuckle at Josey's throw after her boasting.

" Watch and learn!" Cecilia let out as she rolled her shoulder and right arm, baseball gripped tightly between her fingers, standing sideways before her target, swinging her hips as she threw with all her might. The ball tore through the air and crashed in at the bottom left bottle with such sheer force that it knocked the bottom right one over as well and the top one by proxy.

" Hah!" Cecilia let out as she turned to Josey with a wide smirk on her face. " Maybe you need some strength training." Cecilia would show a wide grin towards Josey as she'd place her hands on her hips.