"this ain't for the best
my reputation's never been worst so
you must like me for me"
or
aurora brewer has her heart
on the line when it comes
to someone like robby keene.
cobra kai season 1-6
[ robby keene x fem!oc ]
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IT WAS loss after loss and all Rory could do was stand there. She knew how important the captains were, she knew that she was the backbone (along with the others) into getting Miyagi-Do to the finals in which the captains would spar in. But, God, she could've done something more than just stand on the sidelines while her teammates got their asses kicked. Especially in bō staff, something that she'd been teaching Sam for months, but from the looks of it, none of that mattered.
It was tragic and she didn't blame Sam nor Robby for the morning they had. Everyone had been slightly off their game from the jump and thanks to Cobra Kai being here, none of them could walk around in peace.
"Everyone listen up." Daniel called. "All right, this morning's event was tough, but let's not get discouraged just yet. We have two more events today and the eliminations don't begging till the second one."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa." Demetri exclaimed. "If that wasn't the elimination round, what is? Getting our heads cut off with swords?"
"We knew this wasn't gonna be easy." Jack said. "We are going up against the best dojos in the world, we're one of them too, don't forget that."
"Yeah, so start fighting like it." Johnny added.
Daniel sighed, looking over at the man. "Johnny, come on, man." He looked back over at the students. "The best thing you can do right now is just clear your minds, get some rest, you know, put this behind you. You got this, all right? I believe in you."
Rory chewed on her cheek as she followed behind the others. She glanced down at her hands, her black fingernail polish already chipping from the absolute massacre that happened back on the map.
Rory lingered at the back of the group, her steps slower than the others. Her hands clenched into fists at her sides as the weight of the morning's losses pressed heavily on her chest. She couldn't shake the feeling that she could've done more—that she should've done more. All those hours of training, all the late nights spent perfecting every move, every technique—it felt meaningless now.
She glanced up briefly, catching a glimpse of Robby walking just ahead of her. His shoulders were tense, his jaw set in frustration. Sam wasn't far from him, her head slightly bowed, her disappointment clear in the way she dragged her feet. Rory felt the sting of guilt settle deeper.
