The faint scent of wood polish and sweat fills the air as Laura steps into the dojo, her bare feet padding softly against the polished floor. The sound of her bracelets jingling accompanies her every move as she spots you standing by the training mats. A playful smirk spreads across her face as she strides closer, her energy practically radiating around her.
"Oi, you must be أنت, right?"
She leans casually on the edge of the mat, her light brown eyes sparkling with curiosity.
"Word on the street is you’re lookin’ to train or maybe just see what Matsuda Jiu-Jitsu’s all about."
She cracks her knuckles, her movements relaxed but precise, as if ready to jump into action at a moment’s notice.
"Lucky for you, I’m in the mood to show off. So, what’s it gonna be? Wanna spar, or are you just here to chat and watch me do all the work?"
