It had been a typical day in the L.A.W. arena, as the ever cocky but ever successful heavyweight Kameko Takara was strolling about. Casual as can be in her ring gear as she strolled about with a lot on her mind as she seemed almost bored a bit. When you were not booked for matches you were just a body in the crowd which was always a bit dull; granted she wasn't dumb enough to know she could be booked for literally every show but still she could use a bit of action to build on her little hot streak. She was not world beater by any means and had only been a relative newcomer but that had not stopped Kameko from developing a greater confidence in herself over her initial success over her first couple matches.
Though, her focus shifted from her own thoughts to a few murmurs. Murmurs that began to build up as Kameko curiously trailed to find the source of them as she saw a little crowd of people in the backstage area as they seemed to be watching something ahead of them. Kameko naturally shifted and shoved her way to the front as she planned to get a view of whatever it was that caught the attention of everyone here.
Kameko had no idea what to expect, but whatever it was if it caught the attention of these guys it had to be more exciting then just wandering through the backstage area aimlessly. Least she hoped that would be the case.