Karen S./Silver - A Starr Is Born

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Silver, equipped with Crown

Silver had quite the bounce to her step, and it wasn't hard to imagine why. The buxom heavyweight beauty had acquired herself quite the lovely fanbase, alongside a title reign that she felt she could be proud of. Even if said title was custom - it officially meant squat!

With such a fact oblivious to the buxom beauty, or perhaps it was simply meaningless, she would happily skip down the hallways of LAW without a care in the world. Having today adorned her signature garb even with her crown to boot, Silver was on her way to the offices of LAW in search of yet another encounter. Perhaps one under the pretence that her crown be on the line.

That was, right up until a voice called out to her.

"Ahem! Ey! You!" Roared the voice from around the corner Silver had just skipped past, with the bedroom queen stopping in her tracks. Backpedalling quickly, Silver set her eyes on a woman that near matched her from head to toe. Perhaps a challenger for her crown!

Karen

"Hello, yes-um, hi..." Muttered the stacked amazon that stood before Silver, whom herself was left blinking with wide eyes. "Say, you're Lara aren't you? And that's your...Crown...Thing..." Pointing as she spoke, it was apparent that Karen was completely out of her element here. Even when 'here' was a simple basic conversation with someone, without a threatening undertone to it.

Having somewhat scoured the rosters, Karen had become quite familiar with 'Lara' through some rarely done research. Rarely done in the fact that Karen was not looking for another figure to fight. But rather, help her!

After her seasoned thrashing before the masses in her infamous 'comeuppance,' and after countless recent backstage encounters with those whom she felt were simply in need of a good slap, Karen had begun to register the idea of having someone in her corner. And whilst Silver didn't exactly seem as if she'd be onside for helping her in her violent backstage outings, there was still uses to be had in the simple possession of a friend. That was, if Silver was even agreeable to the idea. Still silent, she had yet to speak back.

"So I was wondering like...You're a big girl...Wouldn't hurt for us to sorta...Stick together ya know?" Karen's simple request came out in quite the peculiar fashion, given who she was talking to. Silver couldn't even remember a time she felt she needed someone to 'stick' to. She was hardly out to perform muggings.

"Like a tag?" Silver responded, eyes still wide with huge blinks given. She couldn't say she was too familiar with the stacked heavyweight before her, which was shocking enough given her own penchant for fighting busty foes. Perhaps they just ran in different circles, she figured.

"I guess?" Karen responded, lying outright. She merely wanted a 'friend.' Not someone to do doubles matches with.

Figuring over the idea in her mind, it would have been somewhat an oddity for Silver to have agreed. She had just met this figure after all. And she herself had little experience in the world of tag team wrestling.

But the fun to be had?

Her response came after quite the inhale. Needless to say, it was a lively, agreeable one.