Pyrrha thinks before her big fight.
Pyrrha sighed, another one to add onto the many she seemed to have recently.
A part of her said she was being selfish about this. Another part said that she shouldn't have this kind of responsibility at all. Another part thought she should have decided by now. And yet another that said all the time in the world wouldn't be enough for her to make a clear decision.
Sitting on one of the benches made for tournament participants, she stared blankly down at her clenching and unclenching hands. The same hands that had hurt Jaune only half an hour ago. She felt sick, and that was even with her ignoring the upcoming fight. The tournament seemed so small though, when put up against the threat that the fall maiden's condition put forth.
She should be happy at the opportunity, it was a greater call than most people ever got in their lives. It was her chance to really help people, like she had always wanted to.
But Jaune, her team, her friends. She would have to leave them all behind. She just had a chance to fall in love, feel like she was really living her life to the fullest, and then Ozpin had called her into his office.
Her grand destiny was a simply yes away, but it was costing more than she wanted to give.
With another sigh, she rested her hands. She still had time to figure this out. She still had time. That's all she needed really, was more time. That, and some way to make up her actions towards Jaune. He hadn't deserved that. All he was trying to do was help, and she had let her emotions get the better of her. Now he was probably angry with her, and she couldn't blame him.
After the fight, she decided, she would try to settle things after the fight. It would let her clear her head, something she desperately needed right now.
Her opponent was Penny Poledina, a girl from Atlas. Pyrrha had only met her once or twice, both times had been through Ruby. She didn't know much of what the girl could do, besides for what she's heard from Ruby and seen from the shaky footage of the shipyard fight. Still, Pyrrha was confident in her abilities. She hadn't won those tournaments as a child out of luck.
With a deep breath, she steadied herself. She could do this. All she had to do was go in there, win the fight, apologize to Jaune, and then make the choice Ozpin had presented her with. She could do this. She could do this.
The five-minute warning for the fight sounded over the speakers, and Pyrrha stood. Shaking off any residual thoughts that tried to cling to her. All she needed to do now was focus on the fight, everything else would come after.
Fun fact, I'm still rolling around in Pyrrha angst even when its been over a year since her death.