Catching Up (As Catch Can) (Feat. Alix Jacques and Origa Xenia)

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One Week Ago

Alix was seated on the bench in the middle of the local mall, clad in a long-sleeved, off-shoulder dress that fit her curves like it was just for her body alone. It ended a nice way up her thighs, from where fishnets would take over, leading down to an ankle-high pair of boots that were made with heart-shaped metal buckles. And around her neck was a choker that carried a ruby that was carved in the same shape.

Alix's General Appearance

Her Outfit

The goth had a handsome, but beleaguered fellow in a suit there to keep her company, but not for much longer. She returned his phone, having put her number down in it. "I'll still be in town for a little while. Give me a call when you finally have some time off, and I'll be right over to help you unwind. Okay, sweetie?" And boy, oh boy, would Shawn be needing it. They were working that poor man to death.

He made his departure with a wave and the goofy smile of a man who couldn't believe his luck.

Shawn, however, was not the reason Alix was here. She would come along a few minutes later, her 7'2 frame making her impossible to miss. Alix jumped out of her seat and ran to give the Brazilian-American amazon a hug the moment she saw her. "Hi, Origa!"

She hugged her extra tight, smiling brightly. "Oh my gosh, it's been so long!" The two hadn't seen each other since high school. When Alix saw that Origa was also a part of the roster, she asked for her contact information and sent an invitation to catch up right away, eager to see how her favorite volleyball player was doing nowadays.

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Origa couldn’t help but let out a relieved sigh. It has been too long since she has last been able to truly relax. Her schedule had been so busy lately, what with matches, training and other such nonsense that came with being a pro wrestler. Origa hasn’t even been able to play any of the new games that had come out recently! And there were so many that she had wanted to try!

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But that was neither here nor there. Besides, she wasn’t here for that. The reason why Origa was now making her way down the bustling mall was to see a longtime friend. A friend she didn’t even know she was in Japan until she had suddenly gotten a message from her frantically demanding that they meet back up again!

Which is what led the massive amazon to now. Stepping easily through the swath of people that were too taken by Origa’s incredible height and even greater beauty. Especially since she was wearing a light purple sweater and Jean shorts with some fashionable sneakers. The giantess’s eyes scanned the area, hoping she had gotten the area right when she suddenly heard a familiar and joyful voice and a familiar figure slam into her with a tight hug!

”Hehehe! It’s so good to see you Alix! It has been way too long! How have you been? When did you arrive at Japan?”

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"About a week ago, to compete in my first match in LAW!" But Alix wasn't sure if it could really be called a competition. She wouldn't use the word to describe it herself, but "fun" would definitely fit.

Ooh, was that cock incredible! And his endurance...!

"And I've been super! How about you?" A quick, subtle scan of her body after backing out of Origa's personal space following the hug showed that not only had she kept herself in shape, she'd also sculpted herself into an even lovelier form than she remembered.

Oh yes, Alix was horny today. In fact, she was a horny little thing most days. But that wasn't the reason she'd asked to meet up here this afternoon.

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”Wow! So you only just arrived?! How have you been enjoying Japan? And honestly, I’m surprised you got a match so quickly! It took me weeks after signing on to finally get a match!” Origa smiled as she spoke. It had just been so long since she’s seen someone from her past, and Alix was one of her closest friends.

The two of them met back in highschool. Origa had been a prominent member of the volleyball team and had met Alix through the sport, and straight from the get go the two of them just clicked. They actually hung out so much that they ended up with the somewhat embarrassing (though albeit funny) nickname “two and a half women”. Mostly on account on Origa’s massive height and Alix’s shorter stature.

“I’ve been good! Though I’ve been dying for a break with how my schedules been lately. What with training, actual matches, and the photoshoots. Let me tell you, you’ll get tired of photoshoots really quick with the amount they constantly ask you to do hehe. Or at least, I was hehe.” the amazon giggled with an embarrassed scratch on the back of her head.

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Weeks? That was quite surprising, especially with LAW, of all places. It wasn't like Origa wasn't ring ready; she'd been preparing herself for the life right after they'd caught that indie show. And just like with volleyball, she didn't slack off with it.

"Japan has been lovely! I've been wanting to visit for a while, but I could never find the time. I hear you with the busy schedule thing! But photoshoots, you say, hmm?" Alix broached the topic with a raised brow.

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Seeing the perplexed look on her friends face, Origa thought that she’d try to supply a theory to why she had to wait for so long for a match. ”I think they may have had a hard time finding the right opponent for a girl my size hehe. But at the very least, ever since I’ve debuted. I’ve been pretty popular in the league.” The amazon said with a smile, yet it wasn’t one that reached her eyes fully. Internally, she knew the full reason why she had become so popular since she joined. But she didn’t want Alix to know the whole embarrassing truth just yet.

So she was quite thankful when her friend gave her the opportunity to change subjects. “Yeah! I’ve become one of the months covergirls in Law’s Beach calendar! That was a whole lot of fun too!” she smiled as she thought back to that particular photo shoot. That is…until she remembered that said calendar also included a short bio of the wrestler showcased for that month. And her heart froze internally while on the outside she maintained her happy smile.

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While she knows well that she's by no means a master, Alix does consider herself a good reader of people. Always was, even as a kid. Her time in modelling, pornography, and sexfighting has only made her eye more keen. And indeed, that was the word here, but in plural rather than singular form.

"The eyes, chico. They never lie."

In pornography and sexfighting in particular, she would quickly become able to spot a performer or competitor, respectively, that wasn't into it. Every time. One of the biggest indicators was exactly that: The eyes. They were called the windows to the soul for a good reason. They truly never lie.

And Alix could see it in hers: There was something that Origa wasn't telling her about her time in LAW.

Whatever it was that was going on with her, she knew that it had something to do with exactly that. There was some negativity to the attention she's gotten, and judging from the way her smile died -- again, in her eyes -- after she brought up the photo shoot...

Oh no.

A host of possibilities about the reason or reasons why popped up in her head. None of them were good. "You wanna go somewhere private and talk?" Her own smile was gone now, replaced with a look of concern.

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Origa saw it almost immediately. The slight narrowing of her friends eyes, and a smile that went from joyful to concerned in an instant. Alix was always an observant woman, even back during their highschool days. And even now, years later Origa was no exception as the amazon practically saw the gears turning in her friends head before finally asking her if she wanted to talk privately.

But Origa didn’t answer her friend, at least not directly. Instead she looked away and walked past Alix with a now more forced smile. “You want coffee? There’s an amazing cafe here, I’m positive you’ll love it!” She said as she suddenly began to walk there at that very moment. Not even looking to see if her friend was following her as she made her way across the mall and to the small cafe she spoke about. It connected to a quaint little bookstore and thankfully didn’t seem to have much business going about.

Making her way to the register. A star struck teenage boy who seemingly couldn’t comprehend his luck as a beautiful Amazon ordered in front of him. She ordered for herself and whatever Alix wanted, and after she paid. She sat down in a booth in a silent corner of the room and waited for Alix to sit in front of her.

“What do you want to talk about?” She tried to ask innocently.

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Alix immediately quickened her pace to keep up with the longer strides Origa naturally took with those long legs. Just having to do that in the first place was another tell that something was wrong; she was normally conscious of that and adjusted her own speed accordingly to sync with her shorter friends. Which meant everybody, really.

And that fake smile, and how she didn't even look at her as they walked...

Alix had caught on to what she was doing, however: Keeping appearances on the way to a safe locale. And she played along, wrapping an arm around hers and holding it tight. A little way of wordlessly saying, "I'm here."

But she was scared now. Origa had never acted like this before.

The mochaccino. It was the sweet tooth's coffee of choice, but right now, she didn't care for it. In keeping with the image of normality, Alix ordered one anyway, paying only just enough attention to the stuttering boy's words for the transaction to be successfully made so they could get to their seats in the booth.

Finally.

In response to Origa's question she would say, "You. I know it's been years, but you can still tell me anything. You're in a Judgment-Free Zone here."

Alix stared right into her eyes, her own having dropped the pretense to ask the giant to believe her and do the same.

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Origa knew the the question was coming. She knew the second she saw her friend starting to connect the dots in her head and realize that there was something wrong with the giant amazon. And while Origa wanted nothing more than to just brush it off and not worry Alix with so early in the smaller woman’s career. She knew personally just how stubborn her friend could be.

Which is why she led her to a secluded corner of a hole in the wall coffee shop and sat down. Slowly she would sip her coffee as she watched Alix ask the Amazon just what was wrong. And at first, Origa didn’t answer. Content to enjoy the taste of her espresso.

But eventually she would put it down onto the table with a sigh. ”haaa. I guess you could say that my career in LAW hasn’t been going very well.” She finally said, her eyes moving down onto the table between them. “Don’t get it twisted, I still love to wrestle and wouldn’t trade any of it for the world but. Well I’m sure that you of all people already noticed that LAW… isn’t like most other wrestling leagues out there.”

A nervous giggle rumbled up Origa’s throat as she said that. A blush slowly growing on her cheeks as she looked back at Alix. She may have not been in touch with her friend for years. But that didn’t mean she didn’t hear much from her in those years. Enough to know what her “profession” was and what led her to LAW.

“Well it turns out that in those types of matches I’m… I’m not very good I guess is what I’m trying to say. And apparently, the crowd seeing and giant Amazonian getting dominated and fucked by a girl 3 times smaller than her is very popular! And so they keep putting me in them!” She huffed irritably and embarrassedly. Her hands tightening around her cup as she spoke. Before she let go of the tension in her shoulders and released another pent up sigh.

“I haven’t had a legit standard match in months.” she groaned.