[u]Kylie "Grease" Evans[/u]

Grease wasn't all that interested in watching the fight. To her the outcome seemed pretty obvious. This strange newcomer would waltz off into the fight, planning on winning, and get shocked by how deceivingly powerful Reiko was. Even then so, she wanted to watch, if only to see Reiko fight and maybe learn about this stranger. There was something horribly familiar about this stranger, yet she was sure she had never met someone with such a distinct personality and...well...face. She happily cheered for Reiko as the two fighters took their positions, yelling much louder then necessary seeing how they were probably only a short distance away. 

It was nearly comical to the drunk girl when both of the fighters took up the same strategy, wait for the other to make the first move. She leaned against Matt, a fruity looking drink hanging off her finger tips. She looked slightly disinterested, as they often had new members come swarming by, wanting to fight. 

But then shit took a different turn then what Grease had guessed. Reiko didn't easily stomp this stranger, actually it was a huge power struggle. And in the end it was the older woman on the ground. Grease growled defensively, as if taking Reiko's defeat personally. Her hands suddenly had a soft green glow, looking like Grease was about to take matters into her own hands. But instead Skeleton congratulated the victor, and the glow quickly faded. 

Grease looked down towards the pavement, running her free hand through her slicked up hair.