As
Get Lucky by Halestorm began to play, it seemed to be quite a contrast in styles--especially for a newcomer that the crowd didn't know what to expect. A girl with platinum hair and a full black bodysuit that hugged to all of her curves to a gorgeous precision stepped out onto the stage. She had a simple, confident mile on her face, regarding the crowd around her without a single weapon in hand or nearby in anticipation of what was going to be a very hardcore battle. The girl, announced as "Fortunata" Kleio Sinclair just made her way down the ring, holding her arms out at the polite cheers she received from the crowd, not looking rattled despite having the gaze of a lunatic like Alexia on her.
When Kleio got close to the ring, however, she looked at the cart of weapons in front of her, pursing her lips in thought as she regarded it closely. Then she glanced over to Alexia in the ring, giving her a cheeky smile, before walking over to the crowd. She seemed to be speaking to someone at ringside. The words weren't able to be picked up, but eventually she ended up in an exchange. The female fan handed her a personal pizza box, the contents being empty. And in return, she got a big kiss from the Fortunata and a pat on the cheek.
Kleio Sinclair would then ascend the steel steps with the small pizza box in hand, waving it in Alexia's direction as she walked the length of the apron to make it to her own corner. She would then put her back to the ropes before gracefully flipping over the top of them in a smooth motion, landing inside and then turning to face her opponent, smirking at her.
"Oh, don't you look cute," said Fortunata as her theme song ended.
Then, she glanced at the pizza box in her hand, then over at Alexia, pouting.
"Oh... I'm sorry. I thought you'd have a weapon too. Tell you what. I'll even it out," said Kleio before casually tossing the pizza box in front of her, smiling and canting her head as she leaned against the corner.
"Good luck..." she offered before the bell rang. Despite being prepared to engage in a hardcore battle with someone who was known for hardcore bouts, the newcomer hardly seemed concerned at all. It would remain to be seen if that confidence would wane as time went on.