Watering the Roses

[Devastated]

Rebecca had come off of a grueling match right now, she had quickly walked towards the locker room and spent a good few minutes just resting and getting her breath back. Her body was protesting and she was without a doubt in pain and fatigued, but after getting a few minutes rest she felt a lot better. For starters she had gotten her breathing back to normal. She rubbed her chest...that red spot still stringing a bit but it was started to ease up. She had splashed her face with water to cool down and she had removed her hairbands that kept her hair up into pigtails. The long hair hanging down a little bit past shoulder length as she pulled it back over her shoulders.

The redhead removed her sweaty top and the bra underneath. Both soaked in sweat, she hadn't noticed how see-through her shirt was until now, one could practically see straight through it. She'd have to get this washed pretty soon or else it would be stained yellow. She let out a sigh, thinking back to the match she had just walked out from. " That bitch...just as tough as before...and just as much of a cunt." Candy Cane spoke out as she tossed her bra and her shirt into her locker.

The redhead would remove her belt and drop her skirt down, throwing both of them inside the locker without much care. She'd remove her white boots and then her gloves. Shaking her head a bit as she finally pulled down her pink panties. Tossing them into the locker as well as she would slam it shut. " Ugh...fuck, my head still hurts? The hell does she do do make those legs so strong?" The Canadian spoke out as she would finally take her towel and move into the shower. Her now free and bare breasts bouncing slightly with each step she took as she made her way into the shower and took a long hot shower, giving herself just what she needed. Soaking her hurting body was just what she needed and getting Aisha's sweat off of her was just perfect. She remained in the shower for a few minutes as she got herself all squeaky clean...before she then moved to make her way out of the shower and grab her towel to dry herself off.

[Lunaspark]

While Candy was in the shower, Aisha stumbled into the locker room. She had just gotten back from the medical department, who had given her a quick inspection and had determined she was okay. Aisha didn't feel okay though. She was tired, and bruised, and beaten, and more than that, she was humiliated. She had tried to make a big debut comeback and she had completely failed.

Fuck. What a joke, she thought to herself, sighing as she headed towards her locker. All she really wanted right now was to shower down, get dressed, and go home. She could try again next week. Right now, she just needed to get out of the arena, get some fresh air, and get some rest.

She opened her locker, and began the process of stripping down. She removed her gloves and pads, angrily tossing them into the locker, then leaned down and untied her boots, stepping out of them as well. She kicked them to the side, and straightened back up, hanging her head for a moment before continuing. Off came her skimpy, sweat-stained top, and then her pants, and her silvery thong. All of it went into the locker, and out came her towel, which she wrapped loosely around herself before slamming the door shut.

The diva then turned from the locker, and started to head to the entrance to the shower section. She stepped though, feeling her heart skip a beat, as she noticed Candy inside, grabbing her towel to dry herself off.

A sigh passed Aisha's lips, but there wasn't anything to do about the situation. Maybe she won't see me, she thought, as she took a deep breath and entered the showers. She removed her towel, and threw it over the towel rack, before walking right by the redheaded rocker, heading towards the shower stall proper, her heart starting to pound faster with each passing moment.

[Devastated]

Candy Cane had just finished up her shower and walked over to grab a hold of her towel, moving her hand up and running her hand through her redhair as she would see the buxom beauty that was Aisha walk in towards the shower. Seeing her actively trying to avoid the Canadian, a smirk would appear on the redhead's face as she moved the shower up and looped it over her right shoulder, placing one hand on her hip.

" Hah, I guess they let anyone in here. Even losers." Candy Cane spoke out in a mocking tone as she would look over at Aisha, rolling her eyes before she'd step over towards the shower stall that Aisha walked towards. " So...Old Lady, I didn't injure your legs did I? Would just be awful if you couldn't dance anymore." Candy Cane spoke out as she would look on at the dark-skinned woman.

She had been pushed around by Aisha back in the Rumble Roses days and now it felt so damn good to be able to do the exact same to the blond. " I'm kinda surprised you didn't cower back in the medical office for a good hour or so before heading to the locker room." Candy Cane spoke out as she shrugged her shoulders. " I guess I can't blame you. Music career on the downfall, getting to old to dance. Oh!...I just realized something, is the reason why you wear pants all the time cause you don't want to show off your thighs? You know like Beyoncé did?! That meme, remember it? Hah! I bet you're just desperately trying to avoid that right?"

[Lunaspark]

Aisha stopped, right in the entrance to the shower stall, as Candy came up behind her. She closed her eyes, breathing slowly as she listened to each of the redhead's pointed words, and when she was done, the diva turned to face her, lifting her head and folding her arms over her sizable chest.

"Alright, Red. Let's clear a few things up," she began, trying to stay calm as she stared down the slightly shorter woman. "You beat me. You had to cheat with that bite to do it, but you beat me. Fine. Everyone gets lucky sometimes, so congrats on that."

She rolled her shoulders back a few times, keeping her aching body limber, just in case, and continued berating Candy. "I promise you, it won't happen again. So keep on with you jokes, bitch. Keep it up with the Beyoncé comparisons and the old lady comments. Next time we meet in the ring, I'm gonna dance all over you, and leave you as beaten and bruised as you did me tonight, and that's a fact. So back off, got it? I might be sore right now, but don't think for an instant that I'm scared of you or anything just because your ass got lucky tonight!"

[Devastated]

Candy Cane would narrow her eyes as Aisha turned around and started to fire back on her, folding her own arms over her own generous chest just like Aisha as she kept listening on at the pop-idol speaking out. True some of her words did make sense, but most of it was just trash to the punk-rocker. She'd wait until Aisha was done and then step forward, closing the distance between them. Making sure there was barley and inch between them as Candy Cane would stare right up into the eyes of the blonde.

" Damn you're a cocky bitch." Candy Cane spoke out as she would keep herself right in Aisha's face. Her heart started to beat faster as she would shrug her shoulder and let her towel fall off of it. " You're actin' as if I've never been a challenge for you. When you know that we've been doing this dance for a long ass time and you ain't exactly dominant." The Canadian spoke out as she would unfold her arms from her breasts, leaving those generous wet tits bare.

Bringing her right hand to Aisha's shoulder she'd give the Dancer a shove. " You best be scared. Cause I'm done with us going back and forth. This is my time, you're old and washed up." Rebecca pointed out as she would cock her head to the right and glare with her sky blue eyes into Aisha's hazel eyes. " From now on....you're playing second fiddle to me. Deal with it. Bitch."

[Lunaspark]

The diva took a pair of steps backwards as Candy shoved her, but she quickly stepped back forward, moving closer towards the schoolgirl. She stared down at her, a growing fury in her eyes, barely inches separating the two fit women from each other. She stared right back into Candy's eyes, her voice soft as she answered the woman once more.

"No. You best be scared," she began, a dripping venom obvious in her voice. She had never liked Candy, and seeing her again after all this time, getting beat by her and having to listen to her big mouth...it had instantly restored her distaste for the punk, and had made things a hundred times worse than they had ever been before. Her own heart was pounding against her chest, every nerve in the diva's body on fire, but she stood her ground, staring daggers into the redhead's eyes. "I'm not playing around either. LAW is my place. I'm here to make my comeback and establish myself as the best, and I am not letting some wannabe bitch like you get in my way. You got lucky one time. It won't happen again."

She raised her hand, and she took a turn in shoving Candy's own shoulder. "Back the fuck off. This is the last and only time I'm going to warn you. I ain't giving you another chance, girl. Turn around, get out of here, and get out of my face."

[Devastated]

Candy Cane's remained fixed and stoic as Aisha stepped right back up towards her and they were back to standing face to face with one another. Aisha started to lay into her again and then started to speak about how LAW was her place. Candy Cane would click her tongue, her eye twitching a bit as the anger and fury was building up like crazy right now. She wanted nothing more than to slap that bitchy attitude out from Aisha.

Much like Aisha, Candy Cane had never liked the pop-idol. Always hated her, always felt as if the taller woman had just been doing all she could to try and push her around. Sure, Aisha might have been able to get the upperhand over her once or twice more than the redhead over the blond....not here though. Things would be different in LAW.

When Aisha pushed her back like that the redhead staggered back two steps before righting herself. She practically growled out as she would step right back up to Aisha. " Fuck off bitch! This is my place! I'm gonna be the main event here!" Candy Cane let out as she would move in and attempt to give Aisha a hard two handed shove right into the shower stall! " So you better back the fuck off before I knock you down here and now, Old Lady!"

[Lunaspark]

Aisha went stumbling back into the shower stall, and just barely managed to catch herself before slamming into the back of the wall. She stood there for what seemed like an eternity to her, her chest heaving as she began to breath raggedly, the diva staring angrily through the stall back towards Candy.

The time for words was over. Aisha was hurting, she was sore, she was beaten and her knee was still killing her from where Candy had assaulted it earlier, but she didn't care. If Candy wanted another fight, Aisha was damn sure going to give it to her.

With a scream spilling past her lips, Aisha threw herself back towards Candy, practically leaping the length of the stall to get to her. She wildly threw herself at the redhead, in hopes of tackling her to the hard tile floor of the showers, her sole goal at the moment being to beat the shit out of the younger Rose.

[Devastated]

Aisha and Candy Cane were separated but they might as well not have been. The two of them breathed heavily as the redhead's heart was beating faster and faster, there was something very different between a brawl and a match. A match was slower paced, it was planned out and you were prepared for it. A spur of the moment fight though, it was just pure adrenaline that coursed through the bodies of the fighters and kept them going until one of them gave out!

The redhead heard that scream and watched Aisha run towards her, practically leaping up into Candy Cane and tackling the redhead down. She managed to tuck her head forward so she didn't slam her into the tile floor. She grunted out, her back had thankfully escaped too much punishment in the match....but the fall and tackle still hurt. She grit her teeth and growled out in anger. " Get off!" Candy Cane shouted out as the nude frame of Aisha had taken hers down.

Candy Cane's hands moved up and one of them took a hold of a handful of long blonde hair. While the other would move up to try and grab a hold of one of those large breasts and squeeze it hard. In a painful clawhold! Trying to kick up her legs and and attempt to roll them over so that she'd be on top of Aisha.

[Lunaspark]

There was a scream, as Aisha felt Candy's nails digging into her big, soft breast, the redhead trying to crush it with her claw. Despite bringing Candy to the floor, the punk had somehow managed to pick up the advantage already, and already Aisha was finding herself on her back with the rocker atop of her.

It didn't matter. Aisha was riding on a wave of anger and adrenaline, and there was nothing that was going to stop her from beating some sense into Candy.

Despite the pain in her chest and her scalp, the darker-skinned Rose reached upwards. She grabbed Candy by her own long red hair (and found herself wishing that Candy's pigtails were still up, for the easier handles), and began to pull, and jerk, yanking Candy's head this way and that, from side to side.

"You get the fuck off me!" She screamed back, trying to turn the two of them back over again and get back atop of the smaller woman.