Match Type: Hentai Submission Match
Rules: The winner must force the loser to a hentai submission to win.
Aarna Mehta was sitting backstage in a robe, taking deep breaths and attempting breathing exercises, looking like a worried mess. Already sweating, she was feeling an overwhelming sense of nerves coming into her upcoming match: a hentai submission one. She had avoided having to do one of these matches before, at least in front of a huge crowd, but now she needed to face off against someone in them and Aarna was not handling it now.
"What the hell am I doing...? This is crazy. This is insane. Why am I doing this? I can go--I shouldn't go, but I can go, but I don't know what happens if I violate my contract and... Uggggggh..." muttered Aarna, talking to herself which was, unfortunately, more common for her than she would like to admit. It was a stressful situation, on top of her other stressful situations she dealt with outside of wrestling and it was just not a good day for this. Then again, it would be hard to find an actually good day for this for her regardless.
But then Aarna heard her theme song play and her eyes shot open. "Oh, SHOOT!" She sprung to her feet and threw off her robe, running towards the gorilla area before holding her chest to keep from bouncing too much. She was currently in a pair of lacey black and white lingerie that she looked positively fabulous in, but also spent no less than an hour picking out for this match.
As Woman of Intention by Deap Valley was playing, Mehta continued racing down the stage, one arm moving to keep her chest in place as she waved with the other. She had another entrance in mind, maybe one that was more sexy, but that time had passed. She needed to just get to the ring now. And in time, that's precisely what the Indian woman did as she ran up the steps, huffing out a breath of air as she tried to shove away that stress.
Finally, the Transcendent was in the ring and then went to her corner, settling against it and covering her face and groaning. She then realized she was now very scantily clad in front of this loud crowd and just sunk into the corner more, face still covered. "Okay, okay... just... do this thing," murmured Mehta before putting her hands down and then smiling, waving and just praying her opponent would come down to the ring already to break this uncomfortable feeling she had.