Locker Room Moments: Camaraderie, Playfulness, and Seriousness

[Weonna]

As Marine explained her role as the manager for the fashion line featuring Alanna and Emma, a tense moment ensued between her and Christina. Marine's confident demeanor and veiled threat of Alanna and Emma's capabilities added to the already charged atmosphere in the locker room.

Christina, a supremely skilled grappler, recognized the potential threat that Marine posed despite not having seen her train. The tension between them was palpable, and a confrontation seemed imminent until Emma stepped in to defuse the situation before it escalated further. The two women stood down...for the time being.

After the confrontation was averted, Christina and the rest of the wrestlers, except for Helen, left the locker room to prepare for their entrances, leaving Helen alone.

But before Christina would leave she would tap on Helen's shoulder and say,

"Hey Helen, I'll be waiting for you backstage...gotta text the ref to make sure Marine dosen't get in the ring ok?"

Christina remarked with a smirk as she gave Helen an brief hug before leaving.

Once the Spartan was alone, It was then that Helen found herself face to face with her arch-nemesis, Rianne, who was responsible for stealing Helen's boyfriend!

Rianne Evans

Rianne came out in her attire as she overheard the conversation and waited for this moment to talk a bit of trash to her most hated rival.

"Hey Helen~ so good 'o see you again~ so you decided 'o 'ave 'his tag team match instead ov givin me a rema'ch an' a chance 'o prefawm a' a big ppv even'? i'm star'in 'o 'hink your afraid ov me~"


Rianne couldn't help but taunt Helen as they came face to face once again, a mischievous glint in her eyes and a sly smile playing on her lips.

[ScylliasExoter]

As Marine, Alanna, and Emma left, the two sisters began talking furiously in French.
“Who shat in her Soufflé?”
”Mari…”
”After everything I’ve done for her. Ungrateful fucking cunt.”
“She’s nervous about this match. It’s a big PPV and she’s wrestling friends.”
“And you? Are you wrestling friends or are you wrestling to win a match on a big stage to elevate yourself?”
“I’m wrestling to win the right way. And so is she. Wrestling may be a novelty to you, but she’s dedicated her life to it. Her instincts for combat sports are unparalleled and they tell her you’ll interfere. And she’s not wrong. I know how you are in my old industry…”
Marine fumed at Alanna’s insinuation, which wasn’t wrong. The fashion industry they grew up in was ruthless, and Marine had thrived in it. In this moment, Alanna quietly kicked herself for working with Emma on her French so much.

Alanna stopped and placed her hands on her sister’s broad shoulders.
”Promise me…”
“I won’t do anything you wouldn’t do. I’ll follow your lead, sœur.”
They hugged. As Alanna and Emma paired up and got ready in their tunnel, Marine was texting.
Marine: Is it done?
Other number: Yes.
Marine: Good. It better be there. Sending half. Rest after the match.
**********
Meanwhile, Helen had come face to face with her nemesis, Rianne Evans.
“Oh look, the trash is walking outside of the trash can,” Helen said upon seeing her. After Rianne said her peace, Helen replied.
“Afraid of you? Don’t make me laugh. This pay per view, I’m wrestling my friends because we’re STARS. Unlike you. You’re not worth beating on this grand stage.”
Helen stepped forward to face off. The two women were chest to chest with each other.
“Make no mistake, I beat your ass before and I’ll do it again. Any time, any place. Next time we’re in that ring, I’ll choke you the fuck out.”

[Weonna]

Rianne smirks, locking eyes with Helen as the two women were chest to chest...

"Oi, luv, yer anger is almost as predictable as yer failed relationship. Yer so obsessed with the past, ya can't see yer future – a future where ya'll always be second best, in and out of the ring."

With a sly grin, Rianne saunters away, tossing a parting shot over her shoulder,

"Cheers, darlin'. Keep an eye on yer match. Who knows, I might just pop in for an unexpected cameo. Ta-ta!"

[ScylliasExoter]

"Any time, any place, bitch!" Helen shouted as Rianne left. Helen wished she could say Rianne's words meant nothing to her. But that'd be a lie. They bothered her. But she did a breathing exercise, put them out of her mind, and walked out to join Christina in their tunnel for the match.

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