Match Type: Standard
Victory Conditions: Pinfall, Submission, KO, Disqualification or Count-Out
I can't believe this!
Cal, normally not one to let out much outward expression, least when it came to things outside of family and well animals, had been inwardly fuming in the backstage area. Pacing back and fourth Cal was set for a match but given his attire it seemed to be a rather unconventional choice; as rather than his standard masked and fully "beast" attire he usually wore for standard action he was without his mask, gloves, footwear and instead had walked around near bare with a smaller pair of tight black shorts to call his own. This outfit was his "choice" for the more sensual side of L.A.W. combat in bouts with Hentai as a stip and Cal normally only had desire to wear such an outfit for these matches only.
However, as Star looked in concern at her partner, Cal seemed to be in a no win situation. See he had his regular outfit in the wash at the L.A.W. hotel the night before in preparation for today but fate ever the cruel mistress had to step in as the washers all seemed to break down over the night which left those who wahsed their stuff the night before stuck with clothing that could not be used.
When a worker at the hotel explained this to him, he ate a German from Cal but before more punishment could be added his wife Emiko stepped in managing to calm Cal down as she vowed to help resolve this and get him fresh clothing soon as she could. Unfortunately even if Emiko had been a miracle worker nobody could alter his match schedule and as such he had to make due with what he had which given how flustered he seemed to be was not any ideal choice.
"Not even my second match under the belt and I have to go out in...I swear whoever was in charge of these washers I shall..." Cal muttered to himself, but before he could further vent any violent wishes he felt something cuddle by his leg as he glanced down at Star who nuzzled and offered him comfort which caused Cal's attitude to do a complete 180.
"Oh Star I can never stay mad with you~!" Cal cried out, more like a schoolgirl than a pro star as he picked up Star and had the dog cuddle his cheek as the two shared a rather intimate moment which made Cal even blushed as he was just happy as one could be.
"Mr. Walker your match..."
"HOW DARE YOU WE WERE HAVING A MOMENT HAVE YOU NO HEART!?"
Cal's anger returned as a L.A.W. worker came to him to inform him it was time to head to the stage, which only caused him to glare with intensity as his cuddle session would have to be stalled though thankfully this member of the staff got no suplex as consequence as Cal sighed and picked Star in his arms. There was no way to avoid this so the two made their way to the stage as Cal would just have to try and wing this outfit best he could.
Cal's Theme
The pair made their way down the entrance ramp, and while much of Cal's aura clashed with his skimpy shorts his experience with playing to the crowd had not deserted him as that air of intensity remained; the fact he had Star being in his arms was a nice bonus to distract causal gaze. Cal would set Star down who quickly dashed fast as her legs could around the ring to Cal's preferred corner, and Cal would leap from the outside to the ring apron before climbing through the middle ropes as he climbed a corner to strike a single fist in the air pose before set himself down; as he'd rather avoid a backflip attempt like his first match given well the lack of coverage his bottom half had.
Cal would make his way to his corner, once more checking outside and seeing Star there as she had come to be trusted to go to and once that relief hit the maskless pro would wait for his opponent to come; cape removed as Cal would cross his arms over his chest intense as he usually came off in spite of his more revealing attire.
Cal Hentai Attire
