Elsewhere in backstage, Emaline idly drummed her fingers across the table as she waited for the time to pass by. Still dressed in her wrestling outfit she had recently completed an Apex Qualifier match against Sakura Hagiwara. Although she proved to be little more than a pushover, the plucky idol-wrestler somehow managed a fleeting comeback. The pinkette couldn't help knitting her brows as her thoughts naturally moved towards the lingering aching sensation around her midsection.
She would have preferred to return home to rest and recuperate, the medical resources she had access to far exceeded whatever rudimentary first aid LAW had at hand. However, Yoro was in the midst of her own Apex Qualifier match so Emaline decided to remain at the LAW venue for the time being. Unfortunately, she was also incredibly bored, with no one else except Shira for company and she had no form of conversation to contribute.
The Viper allowed her eyes to wander around, looking for something, anything, to alleviate her boredom. Her gaze soon settled upon Kyoko's limping form. Emaline's eyes lit up as a devious idea formulated itself in her mind. Without skipping a beat, she stood up and strode to intercept apparently injured wrestler. Of course, her red-haired friend shuffled along behind her without raising any questions.
"Kyoko Akan." She inclined her head as she cordially greeted Kyoko.
"It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."