This was a week after losing to Helen Andronike in the WE ARE LAW 6 PPV event where Rianne was brutally headbutted and sent to E.R., the stereotypical British villain now seeks revenge on the Female Spartan for humilating her in front of thousands!
Rianne waits as she was expecting her hired help to arrive soon...a wrestler she just got into contact yesterday as this woman was known to operate behind the scenes...
The help that Rianne was expecting to get was a Heel wrestler who had an air of mystery that very few people had a chance to contact to fulfill...let's say less than noble acts around L.A.W. This woman would hunt her prey and see to it they much pain was inflicted on them; while also working to getting away with these acts. She would even sabotage wrestlers before they even set foot into the ring. How she did this and got away with it, was a mystery, but one thing was for certain: she was a snake. A python to say the least.
Anna Conda, a.k.a. Python, had been contacted by some British wrestler about dealing with another wrestler. This seemed like up Python's ally, but she had to go over some stuff first.
The long brunette-haired woman was in her standard garb of that like a wild jungle girl. She was also carrying a gym bag, which was secretly carrying a recording device that was hidden inside it. Why did she want this device present? That could only be answered by Python as she found the room where she was expected to meet her next client.
She knocked on the door while waiting for a response.
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Rianne heard a knock on the door and went to open it. What she saw was a brunette woman wearing a garb. Her appearance looks as if she was a python or a snake of some kind.
"Ah...you mus' be 'he 'ired 'elp. Come inside"
This was the type of person Rianne was expecting as she would invite the Python woman inside the room.
Once Anna entered Rianne would cautiously eye her...after all this woman is a snake and this may be a volatile relationship.
"Your repu'a'ion precedes you, Anna. I need someone 'o 'ake care ov a problem faw me, an' i've bin 'old you're 'he bes' in 'he business."
"Indeed, I am." Python commented as she entered the room. As she entered, it was quite casual. In fact, she was not really inspecting anything, making it look like she was not paying attention to any details. Of course, this was a rouse by Python. To make it seem like she may be unaware, but subtly eyeing for stuff. She did note that Rianne was cautiously eyeing her. Clearly, she wanted to hire Python, but did not trust her.
"Skipping right to business and no drinks." Python replied to Rianne's comments, in a teasing manner, "Then again, I have heard that you are direct and to point." She sat down on a couch while laying her bag on the floor, but carefully planted in a way that could pick up the recording and the conversation.
"I can indeed perform such tasks." Python continued, "Let's first start off with why you want this person dealt with. Can give me more of a...clear way of sending a message if you wish. Or, if you prefer making it more mysterious and letting me get more...creative."
Rianne, taken aback by Python's directness and playful demeanor, raised an eyebrow as she settled into a chair opposite Python. She was cautious, but there was a glint of admiration in her eyes.
Smirking
"i see you don'' waste any 'ime, py'hon. I like 'ha'. As faw why i wan' 'his person deal' wi'h, le''s jus' say she's bin a 'indrance 'o my ambi'ions faw far 'oo long. I need 'er 'o understand 'ha' crossin me 'as consequences. Da message needs 'o be loud an' clear, bu' i'll chip 'he de'ails 'o your exper'ise."
Rianne leaned back, considering her words carefully. She was intrigued by Python's offer to get creative but also mindful of the risks involved.
"I wan' 'er 'o feel 'he weigh' ov 'er defiance, 'o understand 'ha' no one stands in my way an' ge's away wi'h i'. Make i' memawable, py'hon. I wan' 'er 'o knah 'ha' 'er days ov challengin me are over."
Python leaned back on the couch as she was listening to Rianne's description.
"Ah, a personal vendetta." Python said as she observed her fingernails, looking almost unimpressed, "Cute. So who is this 'Ruiner' of dreams that needs to be dealt with? Plus, is there a specific time and place you want me to deal with her at or whenever I wish?" Python was going into further details now, as she wanted to know if Rianne had a special area and time in mind that Python should use to strike.
Rianne, maintaining her composed facade, met Python's probing gaze with a steely one of her own.
"Da "ruiner," as you so ap'ly pu' i', goes by 'he name Helen Andronike. She's bin a 'hawn in my side faw far 'oo long, an' i''s 'ime she learned 'he price ov defiance. As faw 'he when an' where, i 'ave a ma'ch wi'h 'er 'onigh'. If you would so kindly rough 'er up...bu' no' 'oo much...jus' enough so 'ha' when she faces me 'onigh' she won'' be able 'o las' no mawe 'han a few minu'es wi'h me~ 'hink your up faw 'he 'ask?"
"So hurt her, but leave her just enough for you to have your fun." Python responded, noting what Rianne wanted. She inspected her client and made note that she seemed capable of being a wrestler.
"That's less than what I usually do." Python responded, "I'll make sure not to break her, so long as she isn't fragile." She gave a small laugh in response to that.
Rianne's expression remained composed, but a flicker of concern crossed her features as she registered Python's words. She had expected a ruthless approach, but there was a chilling edge to Python's demeanor that gave her pause.
"Understood. Jus' ensure 'ha' she understands 'he price ov crossin me. I wan' 'er 'o remember who she's dealin wi'h."
Despite her reservations, Rianne concealed her unease, knowing that her plan was now in motion. She nodded at Python before taking her leave. Little did she know, the wheels had been set in motion for a confrontation that will forge a long rilvary.
"And remember, she will." Python said with a sinister smirk, "I'll make sure she's ready for you." As she got up and got ready to leave, she then said to Rianne, "I suppose we can meet here after your match. I look forward to the entertainment you'll bring when make her utterly helpless." She smirked as she licked her lips in a sinister manner, while she prepared to walk out of the room.
"Before I go, I suppose it should be reasonable that I play with her in the locker room, right?" Python asked curiously.
