[h2][color=00a651]Rebekah Green[/color][/h2]

Rebekah listened to Mimic's opening speech from her desk in the second row. The older super seemed capable and authoritative, though perhaps a little on edge. Talk about confident as well, boasting easily that he'd be able to best each of them with their own abilities. Sure, he probably had the experience to back up those claims, but the jibe still awakened a little of Rebekah's competitive spirit. She wanted to give a good showing for herself, even if she couldn't beat him.

That said, an all-out battle in the classroom didn't sound all that likely. They would just be sparring, she thought, enough for the teacher to get an idea of their abilities without anyone getting hurt.

[color=00a651]"Excuse me, Sir?"[/color] she asked, raising her hand into the air. [color=00a651]"When you say we will be fighting you, how far does that mean we will be going? Like, will we just be trying to knock each other down, or out, or going on until someone taps out?"
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