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Spoiler
Clad in a curious combination, that being tight fitting jeans and a bouncy if fitting sports bra, Nariko showed no issue whatsoever pacing the locker rooms of the LAW gym whilst defining the word 'cleavage.' For today, like many other days, Nariko had little interest in spending her time within the gym merely lifting weights. Or hitting the treadmill, for that matter.
Having found herself a sparring partner, if one suddenly and rather roughly challenged back in the locker room itself, Nariko paced with intention to snag herself a wrestling ring for the upcoming match. Knowing absolutely nothing about said partner (save for the fact she certainly looked the part) Nariko stretched out and then some after forcibly nabbing the ring from two would-be wrestlers. Head turning occasionally and sporadically in the direction of the locker room, only time would tell if the woman she had so suddenly challenged indeed held the intention to meet Nariko for a spar.
With the pinkette somewhat unaware of the fact she had challenged a behemoth...