Vega took a deep breath as she adjusted her ponytail backstage. Sexfighting wasn't a foreign concept to her; she had taken part of plenty of matches back in college. But LAW is a big step-up for this sort, and the Japanese wrestler was about to be making her sexfight debut for LAW. She knew really nothing about her opponant other than that this surely isn't her debut as well.
I know what to do, just gotta stay calm and let the openings present themselves as they come. A green light signaled that it was time for her to enter, and she soon stepped right into the room where the match would take place.
Vega scanned her surroundings; it was a fairly featureless square room, with charcoal athetletic matting covering the floor and walls. Other than a few cameras and a digital scoreboard mounted prominantly on the wall, the room was practically bare. A lone ref - a slim figure wearing a striped shirt and a pair of black shorts tightly hugging her behind - simply nodded towards Vega.
Vega stood near the center of the room, wearing just a gray sports shorts and bra, staring at the door to see what her opponant would look like.
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