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It was her first match here. Finally, she'd be able to cut loose. No one to kick her out. No one to stop her from doing what she wanted. ...Well, except for the ref. But nothing that couldn't keep her from trying again in another fight.
She finishes tying the shoelaces tight, and stands up, adjusting one of her fingerless skull gloves. She was being told that she was facing someone out of her weight class, but that was all right by her. She just wanted to kick someone's ass. She turns around and shuts her locker, and a small smile plays at her lips. She couldn't help but feel a little excited. All the fun things she was planning to do to the poor sap who they matched her up with.
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Lethe comes out to the entrance music that she chose. The start of "Riot" by Three Days Grace began to play, and she stepped out onto the ramp. Her red eyes surveyed the peanut gallery, and with a disgusted snort, she walks down the ramp, raising a middle finger up in the air to the crowd, which was quickly met with boos and jeers as she made her way down the ramp. Fuck em. She wasn't here for them.
"The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, a new.. fiery face to the ring. Standing 4'7", weighing 87 lbs, Leeeethe Cheerryyy!!" The announcer calls, which was only met with more boos.
She makes her way to the bottom of the ramp, and slides in under the bottom ring before heading for her corner, not really paying anyone any attention. She just wanted her opponent to get out here. Now.