Blowing Off Some Steam (Tara DeLancy and Alice Evans)

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Tara was taking a visit of LAW Headquarters. She was being shown around, given a pretty extensive tour of the place. It was very well done, in Tara's eyes. At one point, she was lead to an office. "And this is the administrative branch." The tour guide side. "I know, not the most exciting, but we should shine a light on them." The guide added. Tara's eyes wandered and in one of the singular offices, she saw someone familiar. "Uh, hey, I think I went to college with that girl?" Tara said, pointing at her. The tour guide looked over. "That would be Alice Evans, of our Legal Department." She said. "Hey, I know we're touring, but mind if I go talk to her and catch up a bit?" the redhead asked. "Not at all, just come find me when you're done!" She said, leaving.

Tara walked up to her open door, knocking on it to catch her attention. "Alice? I'm Tara DeLancy. We went to college together."

Secretary attire

[Hagen-Autem]

All this week Alice would have one job - to get the paperwork done, to check the legal affairs of the Gart's pub with Law; which meant going through all their premises, the agreements, the benefits, the events and the participation of their girls. And on top of that, add to that the fact that they have to work on climbing the pyramid of the federation's hierarchy with an interesting event. And they still have nothing to offer the man.

The secretary wouldn't be able to step into a ring or go to the gym or work with the girls until this is over. She'd adjust her glasses while moving on to another folder. And it's not as if Gael is having a better time- he's travelling from one place to another, every day, attending to every business because he's too distrustful to give up certain liberties to the boards. That's why he lives on barely 6 hours of sleep every other day. Each one planning what the next step should be.

But if you ask Alice she will tell you it's not that difficult, as she doesn't complain and won't admit she needs help. Just as it happened when Huan Lei wanted to open her up a bit in that sparring session.

However, when it seemed that the only sound she would hear coming from outside would be the footsteps of interns and other secretaries, a familiar tone captivated her ears, making her raise her eyes from the letters.

She had to adjust her glasses again to check that she wasn't getting confused:
"Tara?.." A smile broke out on her face. "You look identical~." She looked from her heels to her blouse. Like the dossiers didn't look so interesting anymore compared to her former classmate. "Don't tell me you work at Law too?"

Alice's secretary attire

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"Yeah. I'm a wrestler, work after college...well, bit of a long story, but I'm here now!" She said happily. Alice looked just how she remembered. "Busy work day?" The redhead asked, happy Alice got somewhere with her degree. However, the redhead couldn't help the feeling that Tara seemed very tense.

[Hagen-Autem]

Alice's expression changed, obviously surprised. She'd always known Tara to be a bit rough around the edges, but she'd imagined her to be more of a desk jockey. Ironic because the same could be said of herself.

"So...that rumour about you settling your differences with a coworker inside a room was true." She joked trying to hide her complicit laughter with her palm. It felt good to know that one of her coworkers has a good job, and she hopes DeLancy enjoys that position. Herself likes the adrenaline rush of getting out of the routine, feeling the heat of the headlights on her skin, the contact with someone else. The competitiveness and domination.

Maybe, and this facet of her turned into her kink and she didn't realise she needed it...or did she?

She envied Tara a bit right now; hopefully, she changed jobs because she found her vocation and not for other reasons. But just as it was lovely to see a former classmate, so too did Alice have to reopen a folder and continue her studies to meet her self-imposed deadline. Stirring a strand of her brunette hair out of her vision.

"Pretty much. I have to review everything I didn't review last month because I was paying attention to the shows." She sighed feeling as the fatigue coming to her. Thanks to the page turner she found the page she was left on. She looked up for a moment. "But I don't regret anything if that's what you're thinking, love." She exclaimed in an austere tone.

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"Yeah, I ended up getting hired by a pervert boss. He made me a secretary and dangled a promotion between me and some girl I really hated. I beat her...then punched that dick in the dick, and told him I quit. Guess I really liked the fighting, because I took up pro wrestling after that." Tara said. She then listened to her explain her responsibilities, noticing she was seemed more stressed by the second. "Hey...take a moment." She said, putting her hand on her shoulder.

[Hagen-Autem]

Tara's stories were starting to distract her. They were good, and Alice had a lot of questions and wanted to buy her a coffee because, to be honest, that kind of moment makes you hate a company. Miss never got to have anything like a pervert boss; or at least not one that lasted more than 3 months with her. Not because of good luck of course, but because all the previous ones ended up firing her before they took the next step because of the dissuasive look Alice gets when someone she doesn't like comes on to her.

"I want to but I can't." She spoke without taking her eyes off her target and subtly sliding a pen between DeLancy's hand and her shoulder. "Heh, unless of course you want to have a fight with me without fear of being drowned beneath me, I can't keep putting this off." She joked to lighten the situation. Maybe she'll give her her number or ask DeLancy for her contact to get in touch with her later.

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"I mean...if a fight would take the edge off...not sure it would end that way though." Tara said, smirking. She walked over to the blinds, closing them for some privacy. She was glad to be of some help, and the redhead sure wouldn't mind getting her hands on Alice's attractive body. Maybe a bit too eager, as Tara did not catch her words as a joke.

[Hagen-Autem]

The miss was ready to be absorbed into her duty when DeLancy distanced herself. She would take it for granted that her former classmate would give her space to finish their business today, after all they are in Law and there are multiple ways to reunite; but the last thing Tara said began to repeat itself more forcefully in Alice's mind.

DeLancy wouldn't have taken it seriously, would he? So, the sound of the blinds being closed to separate what was going to happen inside from outside made her hands and feet tingle.

"Oh, you can't- Y-you know...I-I was kidding?" The brunette put the folder to her mouth. Could DeLancy be joking? Why does her office always become a stage for this? Why do Alice's jokes get misinterpreted?

Alice was thinking of disappearing under her desk and running away from this reality because in truth, Tara could win this. Not the match against her, of course; but to undermine her to accept it.

But Alice's priorities are stronger!..aren't they?

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"Oh, you were?" She said, a bit thrown off. "Are you sure? Fighting's always been a really great release for me. We can just go at it, hairpulling, strikes, maybe...a bit more...we'd take off our office clothes before hand, though." She proposed, but then made sure to preface this properly. "Of course, if you really don't want to, that's ok." Tara told her.

[Hagen-Autem]

Alice had been nibbling on her thumbnail listening intently to Tara. Under other circumstances this wouldn't even have to be pondered, but this was Tara we were talking about, but there was a chance that a call about the pub faction might come in from impertinent or that someone might open that door to answer or deliver something to her.

Alice got up from her seat and approached the door behind DeLancy to peer outside, it might be a little disconcerting to see her do that - the corridor wasn't empty, there was a single guide sitting on a bench, staring into Alice's office and waving at her, she did not return the gesture. She closed the door again, this time using the latch.

Would she really agree to repeat a scene like that again?

"All right, Tara." She began unbuttoning her blazer with one hand. "I hope you don't mind if I'm a little rough with you." The heels were tossed near the wastebasket, the blazer would be hung on the coat rack by the door, her skirt would be slid down to her ankle and her glasses would be tucked into the pocket of that garment. All that was left with Alice to her impromptu sporty look was a strappy sports bra that did a good job of supporting the weight of her round, hypnotizing, jumping jugs; shorts that made her shiny, thundering English thighs look wider than they were.

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