A Locker Room Confrontation (for DeviousAnon)

[CaptainL]

In the midst of her rant, Dani had been perfectly content with chewing Anna out. To outline all the reasons why she was obviously superior, and why the nurse would never hold a handle to her brilliance. She had said it all before, and she saw no reason it would be any different with Anna.

And then, she made the accusation of her cheating.

Instantly, Danielle's meticulously groomed eyelid twitched, as her hands balled into fists at her sides. Her body locked up, and her mouth turned into a scowl. She had been mad enough at Anna before, but this? This had gone too far.

"These rumors are most completely unfounded!" she shouted back. "I've gotten through plenty of matches without cheating, like that Spanish tramp! And I crushed her under my foot, no less! I've never lost a match that wasn't on the count of dumb luck, as a matter of fact! And the idea of you spreading such horrid rumors is-"

She stopped in mid-speech, trying to hold back the very prominent urge to say something even worse, but nothing she could think of was appropriately ladylike. She stood there, sputtering half-formed words for a moment, but then Anna concluded at last. Saying she was better. That she didn't deserve her place. All of those accusations stung. But none so much as her saying she was kissing up to others' behinds.

At last, Danielle spoke again. "How...how DARE you tarnish my name with such a disgusting thought!" she shouted. She could hold herself back no longer, her anger having reached its boiling point, and suddenly, she struck out, whipping a hand forward with an open-palmed slap aimed for Anna's cheek.

[DeviousAnon]

Anna could see the affect she was having on the woman with there exchange, seemed Anna was better at attacking someone with her words then she initially gave herself credit for, something she never imagined she would credit herself in the first place. In all honesty she was beginning to believe everything people had told her about this woman, even the stuff she haven't even got too yet. This woman seemed to embody all that was hard in Anna's life, and her emotions took her body into auto pilot.

But Anna being who she is wouldn't be surprised at the slap, but it didn't mean it didn't hurt, knocking her head slightly sideways and leaving a visible red mark for a moment, and a stinging but only aggregating pain in her cheek. She'd silently resume her glare and Danielle, malicious intent taking over her impassive eyes. "I'm spreading? I'm afraid to inform you that nearly all the staff and a good deal of the wrestlers here do not like you..." She'd say with a slow approach, rage in full showcase, before almost being chest too chest. She wasn't very sure who the Spanish girl she was referring too was, but she had no reason to believe she even existed...

"I'm not tarnishing your name, you do that well enough on your own..." She'd begin, her nice brain doing the unfamiliar task of hurting another persons feelings, but she eventually settled on something. "I'm merely stating facts, you do disgusting things all on your own..."

And to put as final icing on the cake, in both attempt to shut the woman down, and make herself believe she was not what the woman said. "I'm a nurse, nearly a doctor, I save lives. You ruin them, and suck up all the while..." She'd seem like she was trying to recal something about the woman, and smiled slightly at remembering the obvious "I bet you never got a legit win, nor put your money where your mouth is, as the expression goes..."

[CaptainL]

A crack rung out, and Danielle's palm felt the stinging sensation left as it struck across Anna's face thanks to the speed at which she had hit her. A pleasing sting, nonetheless - after all, it meant that she was shutting up an insolent little brat like her, and showing her where her tongue got her. If she was going to talk back about Danielle's fighting skills, she was going to show her what she was capable of.

But to Dani's surprise, Anna bore her way through the pain, standing still while keeping her glare locked on her. "What's the matter, doesn't it hurt?" the redhead taunted, trying to see if she could elicit a stronger response. "Are you going to cry?" But despite her mockery, Anna wouldn't stop, standing up to Danielle. She started to list her own accomplishments, but Danielle cut her off. "Oh, blah, blah, blah. Listen here," she said, narrowing her eyes, "So they've made a bet that you could be a wrestler. I know you like to talk big. But it doesn't matter how much you can talk if you can't back it up."

"Your debut match is going to be with me. I'm speaking to the bookers about this, and they'll make it so. Next week, you and I, in the ring together! the redhead continued. "But I want to send a message, and I want you to hear it. We'll make it an I Quit match - no pins, no disqualifications, it'll only stop once you beg for me to stop. You'll see for yourself what being a wrestler is like, and you'll be the one to go running away with your tail between your legs when you can't catch up."

Before Anna even had a chance to answer, a wicked smirk came to Danielle's lips. She had an idea, and one that Anna certainly wasn't about to enjoy. "My, though...you certainly have talked so much about sucking up, and kissing behinds, haven't you? How about another thing, to settle the deal? Once the loser quits...well, you're going to have to do just that, mon chere. How does it sound?" She stood looking at Anna with a devious grin. She had her trapped, and the nurse would know it.

[DeviousAnon]

Anna would have been content to finish her chewed of explaining her pros and Danielle's cons until it seems Danielle had other ideas, abruptly cutting off Anna in her little speech, Anna would get quiet. Her collected self not fully there due to the emotions running through her mind, she simply stood there and listened.

Upon hearing Danielle's challenge, and absolute determination of it happening, Anna's Eyes slowly going wider as she realized her situation, her emotions seemed to have made her continently forget this was a wrestler, albeit a bad one, but one with much more experience, and had a decent control over the federation around her as a whole. Anna would blush at the thought of doing something like that, and for being trapped so easily. She cursed her brain for falling into this, but sphere was nothing she could do.

Growing redder and redder at each requirement Danielle proposed, the thought of doing such things in front of so many people, and worst of all, to a woman like her? She was getting leagues if very bad and long repressed memories resurfacing to her head. But after what she had pulled, she had no way out.

"I... Um... Wha...?" But it all paled in comparison to the final demand Danielle said. Anna returning too her previously stuttering state upon hearing what the loser would have too do. She'd shift about uncomfortably again in her outfit, becoming very aware if this presence. "You mean... The loser has to kiss...?" Anna would stumble, before looking down at her back end, before glancing at her adversaries. Really at a loss for the moment.

[CaptainL]

Just in relating what her plans were for her foe, Danielle could strike fear into her heart - and that brought a smile to her face, perfectly content in knowing that Anna was quivering with fear just from laying eyes upon her glory. It certainly was enough to reaffirm everything Danielle believed about herself, and she wasn't going to have it any other way. She tented her fingers with villainous glee, snickering at Anna's misfortune. At that moment, the nurse's true colors came out, and Danielle knew just who she was going to be facing.

This was going to be fun.

"Scared? Oh, yes," she said. "I'm sure you are. Anyone would be, with an opponent like myself, of course. But don't worry," she added, sarcastically pretending to have sympathy for the nurse turned wrestler. "As we've all been told, money talks. And even if you disagree...I'm sure that handing a few checks to the booking offices will make sure it all works out, non?" She giggled a little before adding "That fear on your face is just simply adorable~."

It was a little more frustrating that Danielle was apparently going to have to explain the concept of these stipulations to her opponent, and she groaned, rolling her eyes. At least Anna seemed to have some inkling of where this was going, though. "Well...yes," she said. "Since you seem to think I do a lot of it, I must wonder if you've ever had a chance to experience the other side. Maybe once it's happened to you, you'll think twice before making such foul accusations. I suppose that we may call it an embrasse mon cul match. There are other names, of course, but I cannot bear to repeat such wretched vulgarities."

Seeing her obvious embarrassment, Danielle thought back to what she had seen from Anna clearly not being used to her outfit. Even if it was more modest than many wrestlers' gear, apparently even that was too much for her - in that case, Dani thought, she could do one better. "Oh, but don't worry, dear. I'm not going to make you expose yourself in front of our loyal fans. No, I think you'll be able to do just fine showing a little more cheek than usual. I have just the thing..." She reached into a bag at her shoulder, pulling out a fashion magazine - naturally, one that had featured her shots prominently; those were the best kind. Flipping through it, she came to a page featuring models in rather revealing swimwear, turning it to Anna and pointing to one. "I think this would look lovely on you!"

[DeviousAnon]

Sensual themed Embarrassment was a very big vice for the nurse. Bad moments in her past had woven particularly unpleasant emotions and memories in her psyche, and right now, a good portion of those events would be coming to haunt her, as the woman who controlled her fate continued on her explanation of what, and how, she intended too add to the embarrassment Anna would experience.

"You, you want the loser... To kiss a bu-... Rear?" She'd stumble with her words, red in the face, she couldn't believe this? This woman had to be insane, did she not grasp the concept of metaphors? But Anna could do little too despute this woman, considering her promise to use a hefty financial bribe to the match-makers to insure this thing would actually happen. "B... But... That's... D-disgusting!" Anna would recoil and grimace at the thought of actually planting one in the woman before her, in front of thousands of people.... Thousands of people...?

Her heart would race upon thinking about it, but a thought began to rise in the back of her head, it was only if she lost would she have too do such a thing, but if she won...? Her train of thought would be interrupted as Danielle would produce a magazine, filled with mostly images of her with various and dressing skin coverage of clothes. Before pointing to an outfit she had implied she may need to wear, claiming that she would look far better in such a thing. Seeing the outfit, Anna's face would turn another shade darker seeing the skimpy thing, she thought her uniform was bad, this was partially naked to a reserved woman like Anna!

Anna could see the smugness and ego gleaming in the woman's eyes, she hated this fact that Danielle thought she was higher then her, but she found small confort in the idea that she could have the chance to prove her stuff, if she won, she would definitely be able to shut this woman up. At least, that's as far as her scrambled intellectual brain would let her reason too. So with a slight fu,blue if her posture, Anna would look up, slightly more confident. "S-so be it..." She'd whisper.

"It would be interesting... To see you actually do what you do best, in front of hundreds of people..." She'd say, in a attempt to at least get one word in, and to at least try to stoke the fires of her confidence back up envelop slightly...

[CaptainL]

It seemed as though Danielle had found Anna's weakness. She worked best when she was able to pinpoint the shortcomings of her foes and target them; if she could do that, then she wouldn't need to worry about anything her opponents had on her in terms of skill. Plus, it made their defeats all the more personal and left a message Danielle was sure they wouldn't be forgetting, which was just as she liked it. She had Anna caught in her trap, and soon she would be eating out of her hand.

"Still haven't caught on yet, have you? Here I thought that to get a medical career you had to be smart," Danielle taunted, seeing Anna's confusion over the forthcoming match. In truth, her bewilderment was probably more out of surprise than anything else, but Danielle didn't care. She'd take any opportunity she had to belittle, embarrass, and cut down Anna, and this certainly qualified. "Oh, it certainly is," she continued, in response to Anna's disgust, "But that only makes it more fitting. Filthy, unsightly peasants like you are disgusting, too. And it's even more disgusting that you think you can hold your own. Come the end of this match, though, you'll see where your delusions get you!

It would only get even better as Danielle flicked through the magazine, going to show Anna the outfit she had picked out for her. Seeing the nurse go red out of sheer shame was enough to get her to laugh openly at her; it was all just too perfect! "Oh, yes," Dani said, "while I'm sure that there's only so much that can be done to make a lumbering ape like you look easy on the eyes, at least it'll make it easier to have your behind kissed. Not that it'll happen, of course - but I'm willing to give you that benefit. Besides," she added, "I'll wear a little item of mine, too, so you won't be alone. And the fans will appreciate such a sight, I'm sure."

Anna knew she would have no choice but to agree, and Danielle smiled to her in recognition. Everything was working out perfectly. Even when she tried to make a comeback and get a word in on Dani, the redhead saw fit to twist her words, deliberately ignoring their intended meaning. "Oh, I shall," she said. "I most certainly will do what I do best - punishing the kind of trash that dares to oppose me!"

So too was she seeing how easy it was to lead Anna along. It seemed like no matter what she said, she could convince Anna to go with it, and she was thoroughly enjoying doing her part to make her life hell. Why stop now, she thought to herself? The ideas kept coming to her - and another one had just come to her, one that she would have to thank herself for later. Anna clearly wasn't enjoying this, but Danielle could prolong her torment even further. "And another thing...you're not getting out of this easily. I suppose you've heard of the game, seven minutes in heaven? Of course, you probably don't. From the looks of you, you're the sort of bookish, insignificant little dork who couldn't get into a party if you tried, I'm sure."

[DeviousAnon]

Anna would be at a loss, not saying anything for the majority of her opponents... "Colourful" and detailed explanation of what she meant, it seemed Danielle could sense her faltering nerve. Which was to be expected of someone like her, in a situation she couldn't back out of, and putting a lot on the line over something she didn't intend to even get into today. But here she was, face growing ever redder as Danielle continued all but demanding that such things take place.

Anna would feel very sharp pains in her chest with each passing insult to herself, her appearance being a very sore spot for her, she'd stumble and studder awkwardly as she tried to hold her tounge, and control the growing urge to go fight or flight. The option of flight becoming smaller and smaller as the hole she was in got dug deeper. She simply could only nod when she heard Danielle's informing if her attire for this match, Danielle was far to out of her self at this point, simply on auto pilot in an attempt to maintain some form of control.

Her face quickly became like a tomato upon Danielle reminding her of the definit show both women would be putting on for the masses, but was quickly broken out of her thoughts when she heard Danielle began to take even greater pleasure in Anna's suffering, seeming too take Anna's attempts at rebuttal as mere invitations to continue and even make things worse...

"Actually... I-i have been to parties..." She'd mumble with a whimper, going to become a doctor obligated university, and university obligated parties, and she was acutely aware of the game Anna was mentioning, but her flustered mind was incapable of pecking together what Anna meant. So all she offered was a slight nod. Hoping that be enough.

[CaptainL]

Watching Anna, over the course of their discussion, grow gradually more and more anxious and inarticulate amused Danielle greatly, and it showed from the grin on her face. She had her backed into a corner now. Where once, the nurse had stood defiant against her, and dared to stand up to her, now she could barely form any words, left a wreck in the face of Danielle's confident and commanding attitude. If she hadn't made arrangements, the Frenchwoman could have been done here; after all, Anna had totally lost any will to fight back. But after making plans like these, it would simply be a waste to throw them all away. This match was going to be fun, she knew, and she was looking forward to making it a reality.

Hearing Anna form her attempts to speak out against Dani caught the redhead's attention, as she raised an eyebrow to her. "Oh, you have, have you?" she asked. In all honestly, Danielle wasn't sure if she entirely believed Anna; it was hard to imagine a nerd like her being on anyone's popularity list. Nevertheless, she'd oblige her. "Good, good...in that case, I think I don't need to explain things to you. You lose, you have to stay there, kissing my cheek shall we say, for seven minutes - no more, no less."

Taking a pause to appreciate her hard work in bringing Anna to her knees, Danielle nodded with a sly grin. "So in that case, it's settled," she said. "I'll pitch my idea as soon as I can, and believe me, I'll make sure it comes to pass. Make no mistake, my dear - I'll be seeing you next week. I hope you'll be ready." With that said, Danielle turned towards the door, starting to head out of the locker room. Her frustrations from earlier had been forgotten, as all she could think of now was the anticipation she had for giving Anna a well-deserved wakeup call for what she was in for. Now, heading out with a swing in her step, all she could think of was how much this would be worth it.