Karen S./Ayame A. - Sin(s) Of The Family

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It was difficult to describe when Karen Starring was ever in a good mood. Perhaps it was more accurate to say that her 'good moods' were simply moments where she was devoid of reason to be in a bad one. Naturally, it was a rare occurrence.

But with the sun shining brightly, and what some may have dared to have called a smile upon her face, it could indeed be said that Ms. Starring was indeed in a good mood. Having equipped her gym bag with nought but a drink, beach towel and sunscreen, the stacked amazon was in search of a spot to but lie down in, and waste away the day on. But with eyes out to sea, and not upon the sands before her, Karen had lost track of where she was going. And with one single misstep, onto what was indescribably a firm set of thighs, Karen found herself stumbling for the stands.

"Woa-shit!" Karen roared, her hands catching her as her jiggly frame went over. With a little blush to her face, it was embarrassment that was setting in, not pain from the fall or fury from the slip up. Evidently the fact that the heavyset woman's curves were shaken for all to see on this busy beach day had brought a uncharacteristic redness to the woman's face. Perhaps more so uncharacteristic was how she responded to the figure whom she fell over. Any other day, accusations of being tripped would have flown across the sands at the loudest of volumes.

"Shit. My bad. Sorry..." She'd rub her head and hair as she spoke, turning to slowly sit up without even latching eyes with the figure she tripped over. A figure whom had quite the peculiar shade of violet hair...

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It had taken some time since she had gotten here but now after some matches she was getting some nice R&R. The youngest Akan sibling was relaxing as much as she could for the time she had it and didn’t know when she would get a call for her next match. But she was pretty excited for the most part, she had won her debut match in pretty good fashion and then beat a veteran albeit one who was struggling to gain a win. She was putting her name out there with each match and maybe one day she might be eligible for a title shot. Laying on her towel and basking in the sunlight she was daydreaming about her future potential matches against the big names of LAW. Then she felt something hit her leg, followed by a scream. “Ah!” Ayame couldn’t stop the yell out of her mouth when she was stepped on but her pain was minor still and seeing the women in front of her fall like that she looked at her with concern. Thankfully the women caught herself before she face planted into the sand which would have been embarrassing as she sat up. “Oh don’t worry about it. The suns crazy bright out here right now. Are you okay Miss?”

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Karen wasn't sure if it was a thigh or tree trunk she stepped on, given the sheer scale of the figure beneath her. Not that it mattered, for the end result was the same - the proud amazon flying through the air, with her arms only just barely catching her.

Luckily the figure she had tripped over took it in stride, and Karen, seeing no fault beyond her own, stayed remarkably casual about the whole thing. Hell, she even continued her apology.

"My bad...My bad..." She'd mumble as if caught in a trance as she tried to nervously scuffle backwards, given how alien such a scenario was to her. Usually, Karen would have been screaming her head off in attempts to designate blame. To not do such was damn odd for her.

"My eyes were on the water..." Karen continued to try and play things off, before finally she brought her eyes to the figure before her. Hell, she was starting to think it was a godsend she hadn't fallen on the violet before her, given it would have been akin to falling on chiselled stone.

Speaking of violet hair...

"Say...You remind me of someone..." Karen's eyes went a little askew, gaze latched to that specific shade of violet. It was of course not unusual for women in the world of wrestling, LAW specifically, to be equipped with unusual hair shades. Hell, under the light, Karen herself appeared to have almost dark blue locks. But that specific shade, combined with a tone she could almost recognise.

With a finger to her chin, Karen was in full investigation mode, before at the drop of a hat her eyes went normal yet again. It was nothing, she figured. She was being paranoid.

"Never mind...Sorry again, I'll-" Karen rose as she spoke, turning her frame in the hopes of leaving this rather awkward scenario. But then her eyes fell upon the bag to the violet's side. Or specifically, the name tag upon it.

A. Akan.

Karen froze. It was perhaps needless to say why.

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“Understandable. The water is looking remarkably beautiful today. May take a dip myself later.” Ayame giggles as she laid back down. No need to continue, it was an accident no harm was done or meant. Both could move on from there, Ayame barely heard her when she spoke up again about recognizing her and Ayame let out another small laugh. “I started wrestling recently. Maybe I popped up on your tv.” Ayame offered thinking nothing of it again, afterall she did start to get her name out. When Karen seemed to wander off again she expected she would leave when Ayame make next to her bag unknowingly bringing Karen’s attention to it. But not being aware of why that might not be a good idea....

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A sound similar to static could be heard in Karen's head as Ayame spoke of the water - or was that rage, to such a degree that it was audible? Karen didn't know, though admittedly she wasn't at the point of trying to lunge at this strong bodied violet just yet. Even if the bag before her pointed towards the idea that before her laid a relative of Kyoko Akan.

Brought back from the brink of insanity as it were by Ayame's mention of being a wrestler, Karen was damn near certain on her suspicions. Though she simply had to check. It could have been a gift shop item or otherwise, after all...

"And that..." Karen spoke, rudely ignoring and glancing over both things said to her, as she raised a finger to point at the bag of Ayame's.

"Souvenir..? You a fan of...ahem...or something else?" She'd mumble out, a cough given in place of Kyoko's name, as she felt her right eye twinge just a little.

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Ayame has mostly tuned the women out by that point, but she heard her talking again and her focus ended up back on her as she seemed to be focusing on something. She was about to ask when she suddenly pointed to her bag and asked if it was a souvenir or something. Still not understanding the implication or danger she was in by telling the truth she continued to speak honestly. “Well I guess but the bag was made by mother. That’s why it has my name on it. You must be a wrestling fan to recognize the name Akan.” Ayame looked over the women one more time as a cloud finally blocked the sun for a moment giving Ayame a brief full image of the figure standing above her. And then she realized she wasn’t just a fan but someone she had seen on tv before....and more specifically someone she had seen get into a more then minor scrap with her sister. “Oh.”

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Surname Akan.

Relatively young.

Strong, violet hair.

Just like that, the brightest of light bulbs in Karen's mind flicked on. This was no random accidental trip up at the beach. This was that bitch Kyoko Akan's relative opting to tease the amazon by humiliating her amongst a small crowd.

Such was how Karen's mind worked.

"So what...One shitty little Akan running around here not enough? They starting a daycare for you fucks?" Face turning and voice dropping, Karen adopted a manner even more hostile than the usual Karen Starring temper. Perhaps it was the fact that she was in a good mood, only for it to turn so sour, that elevated it.

Or perhaps because in the ever paranoid mind of Karen Starring, she believed she truly was being played.

"Watch where you stretch your fat ass out next time..." Karen snarled, teetering over Ayame and almost blocking out the sun herself, as she extended a finger. To prod it into Ayame's collarbone with those last few words.

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Just like when Karen was recognized by the youngest Akan sibling she realized she was talking to a relative of Kyoko and her mood changed...drastically! Suddenly she was getting in her face and blocking all of her sun with stone that was quite clearly not friendly anymore. “daycare? N-no we just like to wrestle. Big Sis was never the only Akan in wrestling.” She said as if hoping that would make things better. Something told her it just made it worst, she instead got in her face and poked her collar as she told her to step off but Ayame stopped listening after a few choice words “fat ass”. Ayame felt her cheeks turn a color before her hand slapped Karen’s away. “Watch who’s ass you call fat. Your beef with Kyoko is your own. If you insist on turning it into a family issue, your gonna find we can all bite harder.” Ayame said though her voice was still calm a tone of annoyance was clearly there.

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If karma existed, it was surely preparing to fall on Karen like heavy rain given how she had gone about the entire scenario. It was she that fell over Ayame after all, and she knew it. There was no specific placement of the violet in order to trip up the amazon. How could she have known to place her bag and towel where it was, with an expectation that Karen's attention would be lost at that specific moment?

Such logic escaped Karen, whom only saw the sister of one of her most hated rivals. A sister that in her mind, would surely look to get one over the amazon, for a story to tell around the family dinner table.

"Wouldn't call what your fucking sister does 'wrestling'..." The amazon snarled, finger close only for it to be slapped away. The mere act of which nearly sent the amazon over the edge entirely.

"Spoken like someone who didn't just fucking trip me on purpose...Tubby..." The amazon almost ground her teeth as she spoke, with a swear jar off in the distance surely becoming quite full just from the raven haired heavyweight.

[Taskmaster12]

Okay. In 2 seconds it became clear why Karen Starring was someone she was told to avoid it she could. The women was not someone who existed on planet earth and wanted nothing more then to cause trouble. “Gave you a hard enough time...maybe your not much a wrestler either.” She muttered her politeness going at the door as this person seemed to be trying to push every possible button on her. Eventually standing up so she could face her a bit more head on. She didn’t expect to intimidate this women. But she was hoping to show her she’s out of her mind just messing with her like this. Especially because she called her tubby. “I didn’t trip you on purpose. But if you don’t back off there’s a lot of things I will do to you on purpose.”