Victory Conditions: Submission, DQ, 20 second ring out Count Out at referee's discretion.
Cleopatra couldn’t be happier... the time had finally come to show off, Surprisingly, it was going to be a mixed submission match but that didn’t bother her much, regardless of the opponent, she was determined to capture the crowd’s attention and the victory, too... Her gaze drifted toward the mirror in her locker room, and she took a brief moment to look at her own reflection... a joyful smile played across her face, though she tried to suppress it, aiming for a calm, impassive expression, even as her excitement at finally getting some action surged within her "Finally... my moment to shine has arrived, and I will show you... the beauty of my radiance" The silver-haired girl whispered, adjusting a strand of her hair so she wouldn’t look like someone who didn’t care about her appearance... though she shrugged, knowing that by the end of the match, she’d likely be sweaty and looking a total mess.... Still, Cleo could always take a nice shower and a nap afterward to look beautiful once again.
Then she left her locker room and began walking barefoot toward the backstage area. While heading into a match without boots would be painful and a disadvantage, since opponents could take the opportunity to step on her feet but Cleo wasn’t afraid of that, she simply didn’t want to wear silly boots, as they would ruin her elegant, ancient Egyptian look But the mind of the Egyptian beauty was weighing the various possibilities for this matchup, since she didn’t know who her opponent was, there was a chance he might be a strong, muscular man, in which case she would be in trouble... However, if her opponent happened to be lean, much like herself, she would have a fair chance of executing some holds and then she paused and crossed her arms, waiting for her entrance music, which was just about to start.
After a few moments, Cleopatra’s entrance theme began to play as yellow and white lights flared to life. Cleopatra parted the curtain, striking an elegant and beautiful pose; her outfit left a great deal of skin exposed—a fact that didn’t bother her in the slightest. As she began to walk down the metal ramp, she could feel the gazes of all the fans fixed upon her, captivated by her attire and her stunning physique... it was true that LAW was home to many exceptionally attractive men and women, Cleo was determined to ensure she stood above them all but there was, however, another girl... Cinderella, from the "Old Tales" faction, who also laid claim to the title of "most beautiful"... Cleo would deal with that matter later, but for now, the silver-haired woman focused entirely on the match that was about to begin.
Cleo approached the ring, climbed the metal steps and stepped between the ropes with a confident smile, she then took her position in the center of the ring... waiting for her opponent with a lovely smile on her face"This will be fabulous" The silver-haired girl whispered, a smile on her face, as her gaze slowly swept across the audience; Cleo certainly found the looks she was receiving from the crowd amusing.
Wearing Her fighting Clothes
