Alias kips up and spits in Tula's general direction.

"Everyone is talking about you? About YOU?

Good one.

How was it that you characterised the start of this encounter? You said that I called you a 'follower'. That's it. That's the fucking extent of how much people were talking about you. Just another face in the blood orgy.

You've got me confused with someone else, T. I'm not an honourable person. I don't care about Kenzi Grey using others to help her win. Hell, I don't even care about you doing so. I care about you calling yourself a 'badass' after you take that path. I'm not even saying that I'm a 'badass'. That would be hella lame. I'm just saying that a 'badass' faces challenges head on. They fight. And they certainly don't run around calling themselves a 'badass'.

I thought you were the smart one?

I'm certainly not. I never claimed to be. I know people, but I have no clue what's going on half the time. I don't even know which way is up!

My right hand is my left.

I run on animal instincts here. I scratch, I claw, I bite. No fucking honour but my freedom. But you? You've backed yourself into a corner here, but you don't have the instincts to get yourself out.

Like, seriously... your excuse for losing to Ash is that you threw the match? That's it? That's what you fucking come up with? An unfalsifiable defence that flies in the face of what literally everybody with one eye saw in that ring?

Let me say this again, I thought you were the smart one?

That is the lamest, most pathetic (even more pathetic than Ash is!), least intelligent, least 'badass' response that you could ever have come up with. Boris himself could've come up with something better! Here's a note for the future: hypothetically, if you're going to throw a match, at least give yourself a believable out. Something that people can actually see. Otherwise, you're just going to come off as though you're making up excuses.

Because you are.

Again.

Ash even got attacked by The Misfits beforehand, and still beat your ass! I thought 'The SMART win'?

Fuck me. This is a joke. Just like that championship you're holding. Either of them. See it's not them that I'm after. It's you. They're just a representation of what you hold dear. So I'm going to rip everything that's valuable away from you. You think I couldn't come to Anarchy, ask for a title shot, and just receive it? Are you dense? You know who runs that fucking show right? Jesus, it's like your oblivious to the context of the world you live in. Hell... I'm getting an X-Treme Title shot at Snow Job and I've only been in a Battle Royal and the fucking mugging by your old fuckbuddies that has led me to your doorstop here. It's not like it's hard, girl!

I'll throw you one little bone though, and agree with you on one thing. Get eat or get eaten.

Thanks for the set up.

Eat Tula Keali'i."

Alias hits an uppercut, ala. Mortal Kombat, that in another world of physics would have taken Tula's head right off. He pins her.

Again.

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