Chiara's appearances amongst the LAW masses were few and far in between. For good reason, but that was her own.
Having caught the last moments of a match in-ring, between two lightweights of all people, Chiara simply couldn't resist the urge in putting atop her attire, and heading on down to the halls of LAW themselves. The figure in question, one whom had partaken to rather brutally dismantling her busty foe, was surely to pass her any second on her way out. And surely enough, she was right. Spoiler
"I imagine that was quite the feeling...To near cripple that poor pink girl..." Chiara smirked as the gal in question walked past - her arms crossed under her heavy bust, as she casually leaned upon a wall.
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Xiomara was in a good mood. A very very good mood. She just had a successful debut in which she completely destroyed her opponet. A stupid pink haired girl she was already forgetting the name of. Right now the princess of pain was over the moon and very little could pull her from that. As she passed through the halls of the LAW backstage arena, body still glistening with leftover sweat from her bout, ring gear nice and broken in from her dominant debut, the only difference was her long auburn hair which she now let loose from the high ponytail she had it in for matches.
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However as she walked she stopped hearing someone she passed call out to her. Turning over her shoulder she saw the owner of the voice was a tall, statuesque woman. Very attractive to Xiomara but she felt something off about the woman. Something that made her weary, but that didn’t mean she’d back down or hold back. Smirking proudly at the woman Xiomara crossed her arms under her own modest bust. “Hehe. Yeah if by quite the feeling you mean euphoric that would be pretty accurate. Why you a fan? Want me to sign an autograph?” She asked haughtily, she knew for a fsct the woman wasn’t a fan, it was clear by the way she dressed. But Xiomara was testing the waters so to speak, and trying to assert her dominance in the room.
"Funny..." Chiara spoke without even a hint of a smile to her face, as she closed herself in slowly to the notably smaller but evidently like minded girl. Leaning over her, imposing her tall, amazon-esque physique, Chiara perhaps knew how threatening she looked in that stance, as she spoke again this time with a eyebrow raised.
"But why though? Simple euphoria? Pleasure? Or was it simply a bad day for you..." Chiara spoke as if she was a private investigator of sorts, as she wanted to make sure this simply wasn't a gal whom had a bad day. She wanted someone who did what just transpired on even the best of days.
As she asked her question Xiomara admittedly tensed up, not in fear, at least thats what Xiomara would tell anyone at the time. But.. the woman was much larger than her, that blank, unreadable expression and... just something about the atmosphere around her put Xiomara on edge. But even still the small girl regused to back down to the larger and intimidating woman.
As she asked her why she did it though, Xiomara felt compelled to answer truthfully. Partially because of the general intimidating feel of the woman, but also because Xiomara wanted no mistake about why she did what she did. “Quote the contrary... I did it because it felt good. Ever since I was a kid I liked beating the other kids up. Making them cry and scream and beg for mercy. Even when i got in trouble it didn’t stop me from feeling damn blissful from the beatdowns I gave.” She said, as she talked a sadistic, almost mad smile stretching her lips. “What I did to her was actually pretty light. But damn did it feel good to do.” She said while licking her lips and getting a slight shiver as she relived the initial wave of euphoria that came whilst she was torturing poor Honoka before staring up at the mystery woman undauntingly. “Why‘s it matter to you?” She asked undaunted in a defensive manner as she crossed her srms a bit tighter over her chest.
Chiara held her intimidating pose, but listened quite intently. Xio obviously had no idea what the larger woman was out to gain here, and Chiara wouldn't opt to show her directly even by the end of this interaction. If Xio could read minds of course, she would have seen that Chiara had merely seen a brutal wrestler unleash - a brutal wrestler that Chiara could certainly do with onside, should things ever turn sour. Even if she was notably smaller.
"You know..." Chiara raised a eyebrow, ignoring the question Xio shot back at her. "There are easier, still permitted ways of breaking someone in the ring...would you like me to show you some?" A sinister grin promptly given, as the white of Chiara's teeth were visible as she stood straight.
Xiomara tsked in annoyance as her question was ignored by the larger woman, she didn’t like being ignored, in fact if she wasn’t beating someone up or making someome miserable, she tended to dislike most things. But this lady was definitely setting off Xio’s napoleon complex. However, that quickly got squashed when she saw the expression on the woman’s face. Xiomara was a very instinctual person, and right now ber instincts were telling her to tread lightly, or better yet get away from this woman with such a terrifying aura.
Howeveras the woman spoke.... Xiomara’s interest was definitely peaked. After all while the girl was confident in her ability to inflict pain unto others... she was always open to learning even better ways of doing it. “Oh?” She asked as a sadistic smile stretched her lips. “Actully... yeah. That sounds pretty good.” She said looking up at the woman with a dark smile, her brain trying to piece together what the woman wanted, but not caring at the moment due to the thought of learning new methods of breaking her opponet better in the future.
Chiara only expected one answer, and to her absolute none-surprise, she received it. And with the swiftest of motions, she'd rear back her leg after back-stepping a little, to kick the door that was behind her.
"Well...Right this way..." Chiara laughed, her arms crossed as the whole moment seemed to be some grand scheme of a movie villain, one even equipped with a henchman. Or rather, unsuspecting victim.
For in the room that Chiara had just effortlessly kicked over, stood quite the lost looking ring rat. Having prepped the warm-up room before hand, with mats already placed, Chiara had 'convinced' a local rookie upstart to train and spar with her. Likely whilst having failed to mention the details of what said spar would involve.
"Erm...Did you want me to help you warm up or? Why is there another gal?" Spoke said ring-rat, who was a stocky young beauty equipped in a light blue bra and shorts; her short, brunette hair dangling loosely atop her head. Chiara, naturally ignored her, as she slowly stepped to the rookie's side before turning her eyes to Xiomara.
"Now tell me...How would you go ahead taking down our lovely assistant here?" Muttered the busty amazon to Xio, with a tone that made the ring-rat's eyes widen.
Xiomara raised an eyebrow at the woman as she heard her make such a grandiose laugh. ‘Overdramatic much?’ She thought to herself with a raised eyebrow as she followed the woman into the room. Raising an eyebrow seeing the helpless and rather busty beauty inside, Xio soon grew a sinister smirk as the Amazon asked how she’d go about dismantling the poor woman.
“Hehe oh you shouldn’t have.” She purred sauntering forward while swaying her hips. “But...” she said flashing a wink to the girl and almost looking like she was coming in peace... before she threw a sudden and sharp elbow into her opponets throat! “Make them think this will be fun, or not bad with my charms. Than pull the rug out from under them with a disabling strike.” She cooed out with a smile, enjoyinf the feeling as she saw the girl back away while gagging and coughing.
“Then I’d take advantage of their position for even more pain.” She said before biting her lips and grabbing the hair of the still bent over girl. Holding her bent over Xiomara would smirk sadistically as she swung her leg up to spike her knee flat into the girl’s face. “Then take out the trash.” She purred before turning to throw the girl by the hair straight backwards to smack the back of her head into the floor before shifting her foot on top of tbe girl’s chest and looking over her shoulder at the woman. “This is just how I’d start at least.” She said with a twisted smirk, her tongue licking her lips in sadistic anticipation as for whatever reason she looked for.. something in the other woman though she wasn’t sure.
Chiara merely stood back, arms crossed as Xiomara quickly switched on to what was transpiring. Naturally of course, with no care given to the unsuspected Young Lioness before her, whom was regretting accepting this little spar near instantly. Not that she'd be given chance to leave, as Xiomara came to the unnamed rookie, before near enough slapping the sense from her face with an elbow shot. One followed by an outright knee to the face, that made that poor gal yelp out!
"Well...That was surely something..." Chiara laughed, liking this small, brutal girl the more Xiomara showcased her moves. "Though, there are easier ways to make her drop..." Chiara extended a foot, to gently nudge Xiomara's off the bosom of the rookie. With that space given, the lioness would seek to rise slowly to her feet, on all fours at first, with her being completely oblivious to the fact that Chiara had moved. As to remain behind her at all times, before she finally stood straight.
"Thought I imagine this works better in heels..." She'd look to Xio a final time, before Chiara extended the heel-clad foot she spoke of. Right in the back of the rookies knee, in the crook of it to be precise, which in turn made that leg near outright buckle entirely.
Had she put any more force into such a shot, she may have broken that leg...
Xiomara smirked down at the poor, breathless girl, already wanting to unleash some nore torment on the poor thing. Instead however she found her foot nudged away by the older woman. Glaring slightly, Xiomara quickly reigned herself in as she remembered why it was she was here. She didn’t quite understand it fully herself but she didn’t particularly care, as long as wha the woman showed her was interesting.
So begrudgingly allowing her foot to be moved Xiomara crossed her arms as she watched the pathetic younger girl before her rise up. Scared senseless and looking like she may collapse out of fear. However, her eyes weren’t on the girl. They were on the older woman, as she spoke Xiomara silently noted it, as well as the movements of the woman, admiring the stealthy and slick pace. Then out of nowhere her leg snapped almost too quick for Xiomara to see as she kicked the badk of the girls knee dropping her in half the time and effort than what Xio did. Rather than be angry or jealous though Xiomara found herself impressed. “Wow... not bad.” She admitted while walking around to the front of the girl. In spite ot herself and her own ego Xiomara found herself invested in this tutorial of sorts. “Now what would you do?” She asked curiously to the older woman. Significantly more subdued and downright curious as to the methods of this goddess of pain.
