Sumo Justice Ensuing in Friendship

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At one point of another, every LAW wrestler found herself rolling into one of the many gym facilities owned by the company. The convenience of being able to access them whenever or whenever made them an invaluable commodity for most. And though she wasn't too much of a people person and didn't frequent LAW's gyms to train, Brianna Mendez was feeling good enough about herself after her dominant debut match to walk into the building without feeling the urge to scowl at just about anyone or anything that looked at her funny. With a slight smile on her face, the hispanic heavyweight emerged from the locker room in blue sneakers, shorts, and a white tee shirt before taking to the weights section and grabbing a dumbbell off the racks.

She'd then sit at a bench begin doing bicep curls. Mendez hadn't really stopped to take note of her surroundings. At this point, she'd reach into her pockets before commenting aloud. "Tch- forgot my earphones....ah well. Now if anyone tries to talk to me, I'll have to think of an excuse on the fly..."

Brianna had no real social anxiety. The reality was that she was concerned that people would make poke fun at the thought of a larger woman in the gym. The very occurrence that put her in the foul mood she was just before her debut. And that did not bode well for the person cracking the jokes...or for her opponent later that same night.

Brianna would remain at the bench for a short time doing reps of bicep curls, not anticipating being met or prompted by anyone in particular.

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If ever Brianna needed someone to have an excuse for not talking to, Charlotte Foster was said individual.

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Emerging into the gym area with a hero-like pose that would have put the likes of Supergirl to shame, the buxom sumo of justice opted to introduce herself to the training side of LAW before committing herself to an official debut. Pondering the masses, eyeing up both potential opponents and potential training partners, Charlotte's bubbly and somewhat comical nature would carry itself out into the crowd of busy gym-goers. Even the clanking of weights nor the pacing of feet could do little to overshadow the self entitled heroine.

"Whom is so free, as to train with the sumo of justice!" Hands to her hips as she carried her voice out into the opposing walls of the gym, looks of utter curiosity and bewilderment would meet Charlotte's gaze back. Oddness of her query aside, the girl certainly did not have a frame one may have enjoyed a casual spar with. Youthful look upon her face, a plump yet firm cover of flesh coated Charlotte's figure, with the pinkette herself describing herself often enough as dense. Whilst she wasn't overly massive, the young sumo was by no means a dwarf either, with the only curves to her figure that jiggled been that on her large rear and sizeable chest!

Eyes wandering yet still upon the masses, hoping for a response to be given back and the spar to be accepted, a greeting of silence would lead the modest middleweight into seemingly selecting her opponent for the day herself. Finger extended and wandering upon those both who had eyes upon her, and eyes elsewhere, Charlotte's picky nature seemed to lengthen the selection process, before the sumo of justice seemingly found an opponent she deemed worthy!

"Hmm...Hmm...Hmm...YOU! Tell me your name, young warrior!"

Finger extended to the point of nearly poking Brianna right in the collarbone, the girl before Charlotte may soon regret failing to bring her headphones immensely.

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Charlotte's presence in this gym, and seemingly anywhere wasn't something that could easily go unnoticed. In fact, with her heroine demeanor, direct and and discipline present even in the cadence and tone with which she spoke, and a sumo gimmick that she seemed to literally live and swear by both inside and outside the ring, she stood out and successfully gathered the attention of everyone there.

Bri turned to notice the woman when she appeared, but quickly turned her back towards Charlotte's direction and resumed doing curls. If there was ever a time to filter out outside distractions by putting in earphones and forgetting that everyone else existed, now was the that time. For now, Mendez would simply have to settle for complaining under her breath and hoping that Charlotte overlooked her.

"Friggin Sumo in a wrestling league. It just makes no sense, Gah!" Bri complained as she switched to a heavier, 40 pound dumbbell and began curling with with more speed and ease than the first one she was using. Her own griped and grievances seemed to helping her focus for a short time before she could practically feel Charlotte's presence right behind her. The Sumo of Justice's finger lingered close enough Bri wouldn't even need the pink haired woman's words to confirm her close proximity if Charlotte weren't talking so loudly right now.

"Urgh" Brianna let out a small groan of frustration before placing a hand over her forehead and looking into the distance in the gym, tryig to pretend that Charlotte must have been trying to point out someone else that was in front of her. Unfortunately for the larger, darker skinned heavyweight, anyone in her direct line of sight promptly moved out of the way, confirming her fears.

She'd soon have to turn to face Foster. Bearing an expression of cringe and annoyance on her face, Bri would respond.

"Uh...name's Bri. Why...are you wearing a loincloth...?" She'd struggle to ask while pointing past Charlotte's large chest and at the traditional sumo garment.

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Evidently pushing past the question offered to her, whether it was from dumb arrogance or outright refusal to answer why a sumo-of-justice was wearing a loincloth-of-courage, Charlotte's hand shot forward, grasping firmly the dumbbell Bri held in her hand. Evidently her eyes had betrayed her into thinking said dumbbell was lighter than it looked, as she briefly found the weight she snatched dragging her arm down!

Playing it off, nonchalently holding it to her side as if to say it mattered not to the strain of her frame, Charlotte offered her other hand out yet again, to point to the figure she now knew the name of.

"BRI! Fellow warrior of the LAW gym! This inanimate object cannot offer one of your abilities the challenge you deserve! Come, spar with the sumo of justice!" The previously pointing figure now turning into an outstretched hand, the ever eager Charlotte would grasp firm hold of Bri's toned arm as she closed the distance, before giving a firm yet notable push. Releasing the other weight in her arm and letting it drop to the canvas, Charlotte apparently had no issue with trying to playfully bully the figure she had just met into a spar with her!

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The Hispanic heavyweight certainly wasn't in the mood to deal with someone so headstrong and direct. She nearly succumbed to the urge to take a swing at Charlotte when the self proclaimed sumo of justice moved in and grabbed the dumbbell from her. But as she tensed her fist and tried to rise, Bri noticed that Charlotte wasn't moving the weight around anywhere nearly as effortlessly as Bri had. This gave her a moment to observe the brunette and take in the fact that Miss Foster wasn't approaching her maliciously in the slightest. The young woman certainly was a character - one that Mendez found worthy of a thousand groans, but she was also evidently an honest and disciplined one as well.

After only barely making Charlotte's acquaintance, Brianna found herself being able to crack a slight smile for the first time today. She was readying herself to resume her workout. A single bead of sweat dripped down her face as she turned to grab another weight, but her advance would be halted by Charlotte yet again seizing her attention yet again in charismatic fashion, and by challenging her to a spar of all things. As the weight his the ground and Bri was firmly tugged up and towards the ring, she merely voiced her confusion.

"Sumo...of wha? And a spar?" Mendez said with a bewildered look. After a second or two, she resigned herself to having to engage the slightly smaller woman.

"Heh, you sure you wanna spar when you have a hard time lifting, little one?" She'd ask in a tone that suggested she was willing.

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"Lifting? Oh yes! There will be much lifting fellow warrior! I hope you are hardy!" Utterly bewildered at first before catching onto what she believed to be the question, Charlotte forced her plump figure under the bottom ropes after releasing the bigger woman's mitt, before standing with a posture somewhat amplified by the great shining light behind her. Teeth showing in a smile that filled the arena, Charlotte offered her hand once more to Bri, this time to goad her into the ring so the two could begin the spar her heavier counterpart hard no foresight in doing.

"Come Bri, titan of the gym! Let us battle!"

In truth, Charlotte had absolutely no clue how the forthcoming spar would go. Given it was already evident that Bri could move weights she needed both arms to, Charlotte's moveset consisting of powerful throws and holds seemed somewhat ill-fitted here!

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Bri was bewildered as well. Or she was at first, anyways. She hadn't dealt with someone this insistent before. At least not while also having good intentions. Charlotte seemed to wear her heart on her sleeve. Even if Brianna hadn't necessarily been in love with the idea of doing something in the gym that she didn't plan on doing before her arrival. She couldn't imagine herself literally being tugged towards a ring for an impromptu spar, but here she was. The Sumo of Justice was quite insistent, but not in a way that repulsed Mendez. It was slightly annoying at worst, but a part of Bri was beginning to warm up to Charlotte's comical levels of enthusiasm and adorable charisma. As Foster stood in the ring and smiled, Brianna actually found herself staring at and admiring the the lady for a second before catching herself.

"D-dont think I'll go easy on you." She said as she grabbed the hand that Charlotte extended to her. Bri would climb up onto the apron and duck between the middle and top ropes to enter the practice ring.

"You seem cool and all, but if you want a challenge, you definitely found one!" Bri said whilst trying to sound threatening. Her larger frame was more imposing than Charlotte's. While Brianna's repertoire of moves consisted of some throws, she would usually fight with strikes and submissions. Bri would soon come to the realization/assumption that Charlotte's transparency in character would extend to her in ring abilities. The boisterous middleweight wasn't dressed like a sumo for show, Brianna thought. With that in mind, she had an idea of what to expect.

"Show me how a sumo of justice fights!" The heavyweight would demand while widening her stance and prepping herself to take on her new acquaintance.

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With the spar now officially, if abruptly, underway, all that needed to be done now in Charlotte's eyes, was to take this titan down. She'd have no quirms making a friend in the process, but however cartoonish or friendly her personality seemed, Charlotte in the end trained to win.

"HOI!" Agreeing to the offer, keen to show Bri just how someone like Charlotte fought, the sumo would quickly slap her hands together, dead centre of her figure. Offering a modest bow, the buxom beauty quickly lurched her figure forward; on foot at a time with a low centre of gravity in place. Arms now to her side then outstretched, palms open, the aptly named Sumo of Justice approached her bigger foe in typical sumo-esque fashion. Hands soon slapping the air an inch or so from her foe, Charlotte would stop her movement altogether, as she became almost statuesque. She was confident, but even she knew when size would work against her. Still, it did not deter her attitude even in the slightest.

"Prepare to be heroically defeated!"

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Brianna would raise an eyebrow when Charlotte let out her emphatic "HOI!". Really, the exclamation shouldn't have caught her off guard the way she did. It was exactly the kind of thing that the fellow gym goers would have expected from the Sumo of Justice by this point. Bri would hang her head slightly in embarrassment for a moment. The thought of being embarrassed by her new acquaintance's behavior would cross her mind more than a few times during this visit to the gym.

The dark skinned heavyweight would begin to take a stance of her own as Charlotte readied herself and approached. She'd stifle a chuckle that she almost let out in response to Foster's slapping of hands and bowing afterwards. It was a bit easier to take her foe seriously at this point. It was time for Mendez to see firsthand if there was any substance to backup the profuse bravado that her sparring partner was exhibiting from the moment they met. When Charlotte's hand came close, Bri put up her own hand to guard, only to see Foster's hand stop just an inch before striking her. After hearing her foe proclaim that she'd win heroically, Brianna would reach for Charlotte's forearm with both hands and grab hold of it. The larger woman would attempt to pull Charlotte in and cock back her fist before attempting to drive it into the Sumo's midsection while answering: "Sorry, but today the good guy...er-girl, ain't winning!"

If her blow successfully connected, Brianna would ball her fist up before attempting to strike Foster's abs a second time with a hard right hook!

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Moving slowly and firmly, keen to hit the tank like figure with power enough to budge her, Charlotte found her eyes somewhat going wide and out of her head just a tad, as the bigger figure moved a shade quicker. In a fashion she somewhat disproved of!

"OOF!" The wind smacked out of her with a powerful hook, Charlotte abandoned her assault as quickly as she could. Moving a shade quick enough to catch onto Brianna's follow-up attempt, Charlotte would pivot her hips and turn, moving with speed perhaps surprising for her side. Dodging and stepping in the opposite direction of the blow, Charlotte would instead try her luck by attacking the rear side of her foe; tightly gripping onto Brianna's hips the moment her feet had stopped moving!

"Good...attempt...menace...but not enough!" Parting her feet, Charlotte would prepare for the struggle and strain on her arms to come; but holding every intent to not let go of Brianne. She had sumo justice to unleash, after all!