Xiomara smirked backstage as she cracked her knuckles. Following her successful debut against Honoka, as well as a strange encounter after, Xiomara was eager to make another statement against her next opponet. Some dick calling himself Triumph. “Pffft. What a tool.” She snickered to herself as she reread his name in his head.
Apparently from what Xio had heard Triumph was from Monaco himself, and like her came from a well off family. This meant that their was a fairly decent chance he knew of her. At least indirectly given the rather fesrsome reputation she had back hone for brutalizing her fellow private school kids. But it didn’t matter to her if he knew her or not. What did matter though was that she had a particular idea for how she wanted this bout to go. After all every Princess needed her errand boy.
Smirking evilly Xiomara got up as she heard her entrance music began playing prompting her to step out from the guerilla position and right into a cascade of boos due to her debut. Smirking like the true heel she was however she took in the boos like a fish to water as she posed in her all black and gray dominatrix style ring gear, and just for this match she brought out a special white whip like prop. Smirking deviously as she strutted down to the ring she walked up the steel steps and sassily threw a leg over the middle rope to enter the ring. Tossing the prop to the ref to put somewhere safe she would climb onto the corner posing again only for more boos to rain down upon her due to the audaciousness of her attitude as she hopped down from the corner to await her opponet.
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