Alix would stay a bit longer in the locker room checking her mails on her Smartphone. So much to do so less time. The French woman was sitting on a bench and leaning back against the wall. After she was done sending the last mail away she could finally turn that stupid phone off and put her head into her neck. That would most likely be the last quiet moment of her. It wouldn´t be much time left from now until she needed to go out there for her “Contract” Match.
Man what a screw over. She was one of the world’s best athletes and now she needed to prove herself first worthy. That sucked… to top all of, as far as she knew her match was the first of this kind. They were hiring fucking eye candy around here and now she had to prove herself good enough to fight with these wanna be´s in the ring… The only upside was that it wouldn´t take too long. Alix would go out there, suplex her opponent around maybe 5-6 times and then hit her finisher. After this she could look over if in her new gym everything was going alright.
The French woman would push herself away from the wall and get into a standing position. She would stretch herself a few times before checking if her boots were sitting alright. She wasn´t interested in breaking her ankle in that match simply because her foot was snapping to the side. After she was done she would take a warm towel and put it over her shoulders to get over to the entrance area.
There she would go over to the leader of the stuff workers to make sure that her lists with entrance idea´s reached him and that he was able to make all of them came true. Then After taking one bit swallow of a water battle and throwing the open bottle through the backstage area afterwards, she would throw the towel to the floor and gave the sign that she was ready to go.
written in the stars started to play and the lights in the arena would go a bit darker and smoke would start to rise up. The French woman would start to walk out into the open and all the head lights would shine down on her. Alix would look around in the arena for a moment and then started to walk down the ramp, moving her hips from side to side and holding her hands against her midsection. While she walked down one of the head lights would start to be turned off, then the next one then the next. Right when Alix reached the ring the last light would be turned out and the arena would be left dark.
"Introducing next, standing 5´6 feet tall weighing about 165 lbs, from French, Alix Noir!"
The whole arena would be filled with light when ALix would suddenly stand in the center of the ring one fist lifted up into the air. Then the Frnech woman would turn around to look who her opponent would be. She would look at her for a moment and then shacked her head. “You must be fucking kidding me… seriously. Looks like they let everyone onto these try out!”
Alix would step closer to her opponent.
“What the actual fuck are you doing in Japan Marie… what are you doing here? Get the fuck out of my ring before I throw you out!”