Aria: "Fuck me, I'm about as steady as a one-legged flamingo on a booze cruise."
"Hey, Aria. You got this."
Aria: "Yeah, I got this...I mean, I had this...before I lost the power of flight and ended up in this strange cocoon for a week...
"Alright, then. Just focus."
Aria: takes a deep breath "Right, focus. I can do this. It's just a little game of aerial sculpture, nothing to freak out about."
"Just kick it old school, like that time in the underground fight club."
Aria: laughs nervously "Oh yeah, I remember that night at the fight club. The adrenaline, the roar of the crowd...it was exhilarating!"
"So, get up there, show 'em who's boss."
Aria: rubs her hands together "Alright, time to show these spectators what I'm made of! Just gotta channel all that nervous energy into something epic."
Aria: runs towards the arena entrance, her heart pounding in her chest "Alright, time to unleash my inner badass and kick some ass!"
"You got this, Aria! Fight face!"
Aria: throws her head back and lets out a fierce battle cry "YEAH, YOU KNOW IT! TIME TO FACE MY DEMONS AND MAKE 'EM RUN!"
"That's my girl! Now, hit 'em hard!"
Aria: throws a series of powerful punches and kicks, knocking down opponents left and right "TAKE THAT, YOU WANNA-BE BADASSES!"
"Hell yeah, Aria! Keep tearing 'em up!"
Aria: continues to dominate the underground fight club, her movements becoming faster and more precise "These punks think they can take me down?
So, are we getting that tattoo today?"
Aria: grinning triumphantly "Hell yeah, we're getting that tattoo today! Let's celebrate this victory with some serious ink!"
"Sweet! Where do you want it?"
Aria: points at her upper arm "Right here, baby! A badass design that'll make everyone know not to mess with me."
"Perfect spot. You'll look like a total badass."
Aria: grinning mischievously "Well, I already am a total badass, but hey, a little extra flair never hurt anyone, right?"
"True, true. How about we go pick out a design?"
Aria: pulls out her phone and opens up a tattoo design app "Alright, let's see...how about a wicked-looking wing tattoo?
"Wings? That's deep. But, sure, let's go."
Aria: excitedly taps on a wing design "See, this would look so sick on my arm! It'll symbolize my ability to rise above adversity, plus it'll totally complement my aerial sculpting skills."
"That's badass, Aria. I can't wait to see it on you."
Aria: stands up, full of confidence "Alright, let's go get this bad boy inked! Time to show off my wings!"
"Hell yeah, Aria! Show 'em who's boss!"
Aria: walks into the tattoo parlor with her head held high, her wings fluttering behind her "Alright, time to get this badass wing tattoo!
Aria: sits down in the tattoo chair, bracing herself "Okay, artist guy, I want this wing design...with extra stars and sparkles, but like, in a badass way, not some glittery shit. You got me?"
"She's a firecracker, ain't she?"
The tattoo artist turns out to be an old friend of Aria's, and they end up catching up for hours while he works on her tattoo.
"Looks like luck is finally kicking your way."
Aria: smirks "Oh yeah, today's my lucky day, for sure! Just look at this wing tattoo - it's freaking amazing!"