Eclipse REDUX - (For Deus001)

[TheLoneWanderer]

Author's Note: Remake of Scrapped Thread.

In-Universe Date - ~December 20XX

In the back of one of the many gyms, the locker rooms to be certain had a maid in one of them. Named Vivienne Bouclier, the so called Dutiful Defender. She was getting ready for an upcoming match of hers, it was to begin quite shortly actually. Her opponent was Senji Takijima, a man she had faced before and gotten to know. "Hmmm....seems that our fates are joined......." Vivienne mused to herself as she did her pre-match ritual, namely......cleaning the locker room. "Good heavens do the staff actually tidy these rooms?" Vivienne muttered to herself as she scrubbed at one part of the corner of the locker room for a good few minutes now, this was going to need to be addressed for certain.

She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, her ring attire was slightly modified now. Gone were her long dress skirt, instead her dress had a small tutu around the hips. Her boots were gone, showing only her silky cream thighs with cute little white foot anklets now. She looked prepared to go to war and then serve a nice little brew.

Giving a polite courtesy to the atmosphere at the corner of the mat, Vivienne would then stride forward before climbing up the ringside steps and wiping her feet on the apron before entering the squared ring. Vivienne would then stand at her corner with her hands held in front of her in a basket fashion with a light smile on her face, now she'd have to just wait for her opponent and the man of the hour to appear!
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Senji’s entrance was eager, similar to his partner for the day. He had not seen her since she had prematurely ended their last session together, where he had even gotten a gentle massage from the maid for his efforts in socialization. Despite the sour loss she had subjected him to in one of his first matches, a textbook RNC to exploit the back mount, he had not taken in an extreme fashion. It had opened the door to a new acquaintance, who he would now be spending hours, hopefully, mingling with her in the heart of battle. A kind of truth-telling that could only be found in the rush of a proper fight.

He had clad himself in something a little different for the holiday season. The redhead dressed up in a blackened Gi top that lacked the bottom half to avoid Vivienne being able to grip him by the pants. To replace it, any viewers would find a creamy white, like that found on top of a sheet cake, rashguard/spat set to avoid the problem of the user overheating while fighting or exercising. From Vivi’s point of view, however, she would find him carrying something when he turned the corner of the facility’s corner to make his way deeper into the confines of the gym. A pillow, a good amount taller than Senji himself, flopped around with two dense, blood-red ribbons wrapped around the plush material. Equally ludicrous is Senji’s choice of hat. A Santa-derived cap of red and white, covered by the top of the life-sized pillow.

Senji trailed his feet up the steps, pushing the comfort item over the three blue ropes to send it over without damaging the gift. With that done, he stepped deep into the leftmost corner, kicking his leg over to get inside the ring. Senji pursed his lips at Vivienne, starting off into a slow walk before it quickened into a jog. The fellow fighter spread his arms out now that he was at close-range, offering her a hug if she were to take it. She hadn’t seemed as closed off as his other partners, per se, so he saw no harm in giving some affection.

“Vivienne~! It is so good to see you again.”