A Meeting of Business And Pleasure

[TheSuitedOwl]

It was early in the morning when Bianca came into work today and as per usual. She would fine her shared office in a state of disarray. Her co-worker was apparently some sort of pig because she seemed to love to live in her own filth with supplies, trash, and equipment thrown about. It was starting to get on Bianca last nerves. Unfortunately though she was as dense as lead and not even Bianca herself could get her stop. That the resourceful Italian was starting to think that she was going to need to take more serious measures. If her infuriating coworker didn't take a hint soon.

Regardless though Bianca wasn't in the mood of cleaning after her. So she decided to leave it alone for now. Though she was still clearly irritated about it that she made herself some coffee and began listening to the relaxing sound of heavy rain from her stereo but even that wasn't enough. That she would eventually click her tongue in frustration and say. "It sure would be nice to have a distraction." Seeing that at the moment there wasn't any work lined up for Italian.

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[CaptainL]

Misa could hardly believe she had only been on the job for a few weeks - it seemed to all fly by so quickly. As ring announcer, she had been witness to all sorts of chaos erupting in the squared circle, and it had been her job to give each of the competitors their due introduction. She found herself falling into the role quite well, though. At first, she wasn't sure if her already damaged reputation would get her far, but her superiors seemed quite intent on getting the ex-idol back on her feet, and she was welcoming it. She was getting more pay and more attention than she had in years, after all!

But now that she was sure she had a secure career, Misa wanted to hold onto that. And as someone with her work experience would know, presentation was essential - especially in a job like she had right now. She'd been mostly happy with her work uniform, but she was sure it could use a few adjustments to better fit her measurements and make it both more comfortable for her and more striking on stage. Asking around, she had been directed towards the costuming department, and there she came now, to the door of one Bianca de Santis. Not someone she was familiar with, but she couldn't hurt, could she?

Misa knocked a few times on the door, waiting for a response. "Hello? Anyone home?"

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[TheSuitedOwl]

Startled by the sound of the door. Bianca would curse under her breath as she glance at the pigsty behind her before she would go and open the door. "Yes! What is..." Bianca snapped having expected someone from her department but instead found a cute looking brunette that looked familiar but she couldn't quite place from where. Which quickly caused her to stumble over her words for a second before she would start over again in a much more friendlier tone. Now that she was intrigued by her new guest.

"Oh, sorry I was expecting someone else but please come in. I'm Bianca De Santis but you can just call me Bianca and you are?" Bianca greeted as she let Misa pass through the door and then lock behind the former idol.

[CaptainL]

When she saw the door open to see the disarray of the room beyond it, Misa was at first confused, standing there and staring blankly for a moment. She started to open her mouth to say something about it, but then paused at the thought that it might have been rude. Regardless, it didn't matter, as someone appeared in the doorway - and despite what Misa would have expected from someone who had to deal with a room like that, she actually seemed to be amenable to meeting her! A smile came to the announcer's face. She didn't know why she would be this welcoming, but she didn't question it, stepping inside at Bianca's gesture.

"Ah, it's very nice to meet you, Ms. De Santis!" Misa said with a polite bow. "I'm...Misa. Misa Otomura." She paused a little at that; she was still getting used to introducing herself to new people. You never knew who was going to recognize you from the tabloids. However, she cleared her throat, continuing. "You're the stagehand, yes? I was just recently hired as a ring announcer, and I thought you might be able to help me."

[TheSuitedOwl]

Hearing Misa introduce herself Bianca would tilt her head with a preplexed look on her face at the sound of her name. She sounded familiar but again couldn't really connect the dots until Misa mentioned of her recent hiring. "Ah, I thought I recognized you. Quite the contentious figure aren't we." Bianca said with a chuckle. As she recalled some of the gossip & rumors that had circulated around the time of her contract signing. Some of which still hadn't died yet but at this point it was mostly background noise to Bianca. Who would now raise an eyebrow being simply referred to as a stagehand.

"Am a costume designer Ms. Otomura. Stagehand is accurate but an insult to the amount of time I spend on this." Bianca spoke with her usual bite but quickly dropped it as she moved on and let her rear rest gainst a nearby countertop. Where she would place her coffee mug down before she would cross her arms underneath her bust and continue with her conversation like normal. "Now what's this about needing my help?"

[CaptainL]

Misa paused for a moment when she realized that Bianca had recognized her. Ordinarily, in a situation like this, she hoped that people would recognize her from her idol days instead of the events that caused her to lose that career - but it soon became apparent that that wasn't what Bianca was talking about, as she brought up contention. Misa gulped, bringing her hands up and nervously twiddling her thumbs. "Ah, yes, well...that...that doesn't matter now, of course!" she said. "What's important is what I hope to bring to the league, and I want to always do my best!" She ended that thought by trying to put forth the most winning smile she could manage, but internally, her heart was racing. Luckily, Misa had plenty of experience in putting on winning smiles - but she just wanted this to go with as little awkwardness as possible.

Hearing that Bianca took offense to her choice of words, Misa took a short bow. "Oh-! I'm sorry..! Please excuse my apology, I didn't mean any slight by it! Heh..." This definitely wasn't going according to plan, and Misa's anxiety was showing through; she just hoped that it wasn't too glaring. Taking in a breath, she collected herself and finished her thought. "Well...if you're a costume designer, that would actually work out well in my favor. I want to make sure I look my best, so..." She gestured down at her attire, and inadverently to her generous curves in the process. "I was wondering if you might be able to give me some pointers on my outfit? Or, if you don't mind, to make a few adjustments? Just so it fits right, see..."

[TheSuitedOwl]

Seeing Misa struggle to compose herself was almost cathartic for the young costume designer. Who had been having a terrible morning until now. Thanks in large part to the amount of control Bianca was feeling at the moment. Just the way Misa would shrink back from her and start cutely twiddling her fingers had made the brunette feel particulay fuzzy.

So when the ring announcer would gesture towards her attire and inadvertently toward her curves asking for her help. Bianca couldn't help but deliberately walk with authority a few times around Misa with a judgemental eye. Before she would eventually stop in front of the Misa. Unbutton her jacket without her consent and start looking inside her folds of clothing until she could see the clothing tag inside.

"Eww, Polyester." Bianca spoke to no one in particular before she would move on and press herself closer to Misa. So she could find the clothing tag on the inside of the back of her shirt. "And what a suprise more polyester. Someone must of cheapened out huh... Tell me Misa can you even breath underneath all these synthetics? Because I can't imagine you not sweating like a pig in this . The cut is all right though but maybe we could do better. What do you think?" Bianca whispered in Misa's ear before she would take a step back and let her hands rest on her shoulders with a glint of mischievous in her eyes.

[CaptainL]

Bianca seemed to take the initiative in helping Misa with her predicament, and that brought a smile to the face of the ex-idol. She was glad to know that she was this committed to the job, and that looked like a mark of reliability in her book. Though she certainly seemed...forward. An awkward blush crossed Misa's face as Bianca began to unbutton her jacket, and she drew back her arms. "A-Ahh..? I could have just handed that to you if you needed to see..." she said. Nevertheless, it could have been worse; she did have an eye-catching yet professional ensemble on underneath of an orange vest and a white button-up shirt. The latter of which Bianca was now assessing the tag of.

"Well...yes, I suppose. It can be a bit stuffy when you're under the ring lights..." She would be the first to acknowledge she needed a cool drink after some of the shows, but she figured it was nothing a switch to a different material couldn't fix. "Maybe you could make something similar out of natural fabrics? Then Bianca brought up the cut, and Misa raised an eyebrow to her. "Well, it does fit me comfortably enough. What do you suggest?"

[TheSuitedOwl]

"Wonderful because while a simple change to cotton would do the trick. Your ensemble is incredible dull. You might as well have walked out of a office building for all I cared and since you're here to entertain. You should be dressed more daring maybe even flashy. Yeah I bet even the old fucks in management would..." Bianca continued to rattle off as she left Misa awkward standing by herself.

While the turquoise themed tailor would walk off to the back of the room where she would disappear for a few minutes. Only to return with a black cotton T-Shirt. "Anyway put this on and tell me what you think." Bianca demanded with her usual stern look. However inside her head she was dying from laughter and utterly curious what her guest would do.

[CaptainL]

Nodding and smiling, Misa agreed to what Bianca had to say. "Ah, yes, good idea! I think cotton would work..." Then, however, she paused as the costume designed continued. Daring? Flashy? Misa was certainly used to styling herself in such a way in her prior career as an idol - but this was different, she thought. Before, she had been taking center stage, but now her role was simply to introduce the people the crowds were really here to see. "In all due respect, miss...I appreciate your concerns, but I don't think I would want to take attention away from the wrestlers. I'm only an announcer."

While Misa continued, Bianca stepped to the back, returning with a t-shirt in hand. There, the ex-idol looked up towards her. "Just...a t-shirt?" She shrugged, but took the garment, thinking she might as well see what Bianca had in mind for her. Then she cast her gaze around the room for a screen or a door, and she realized she wasn't sure where Bianca wanted her to change. "Ah, wait, is there a changing room around here?"