A Rose By Any Other Name (For Suckerpunch)

[Bare]

'There it is.' Alizeh thought to herself hearing what Rose Gold said next. Despite the overall tension seeming to fade between the two competitors it didn't mean that there was any lacking in venom and animosity between them. No rather now instead of a brawl breaking out, it was just much more likely the two would continue to throw verbal jabs at one another and try to prove ideology better than the others.

Still one thing Alizeh had been expecting from the blonde was for her to victimize herself as a means of legitimizing many of her less than fair title reigns to date. Taking another calm sip of her drink to cleans her palette Alizeh would sigh before looking up at Rose. "Yeah that'd be a lot easier if I wasn't sitting next to a living mass of negativity hiding behind a victim complex to justify her actions." Alizeh shot back bluntly at Rose with a terse look on her face as she took another sip of her drink.

"I'll be honest much as I hate to say it there is some validity to what you said." Alizeh admitted before continuing. "Matches can be wars and you should give it everything you got, and trust me I've done so myself." Alizeh said, flashbacks of her matches against the likes of Alaina, Wyvern and Serilda flashing through her mind before she continued. "But wars don't need to be won underhandedly. It's posisble to go the limit with someone and still be able to respect and call them a friend afterwards. But that only happens when you fight them fairly and show respect yourself."

As Alizeh said that she finished her drink and laid the empty glass on the bar top. "All of those are things you've shown to be unable to do for reasons beyond my comprehension." Here Alizeh leaned forward a bit towards Rose. "Whats really sad is how you genuinely seem to think you do those things though, like you genuinely fight within the rules, not skirting around them just out of sight from the referee to get disqualified... and thats what makes me the most mad. That or the excuses you make for yourself." Alizeh said showing the most venom and derision towards the blonde champion since this conversation started.

[SuckerPunch]

The Sinister Siren had something of a sixth sense. Something she had honed from the early days of her career. Combat was as much about mental strength as it was physical, and being as small as she was, she often relied on this aspect of the game to secure an advantage. As such, she had learned to read other women around her. Or, more accurately, to tell when they were in a state of negative emotion. And the young rookie Alizeh was practically bristling.

It didn't take a genius of psychology to diagnose this, however. From her terse looks to her tone of voice, to her defensive language. And similarly, Rose Gold didn't bother hiding the blush on her cheeks or the contented smile upon her unpainted lips.

"Oh come now. We both know you've been the one with the chip on her shoulder. You've been needling at me since the moment I sat down." She offered a palm up as if presenting her unarmed nature to Alizeh. It was strange seeing Rose Gold without her dark makeup and her bombastically revealing attire. Without the highlights in her hair or her entourage Lexy. She had the face of an angel, with radiant eyes that shone with light and life. But Alizeh was right. Beneath that Cherub's mask lie a demon.

"Friends?" She restated the word as if swishing it around in her mouth. Sampling it like a sommelier. Searching for notes of flavor, or perhaps truth. "I presume there is some value to friends." She admitted. "But when I get in the ring, I'm at work. I don't go to work to make friends. I go to work to get paid. And I get paid to be the very best in the world." She crossed one dainty leg over the other as she turned in her stool to face Alizeh directly.

"I didn't make any excuses for myself. I do what needs to be done to finish my opponent." She took hold of her right shoulder. "I destroy them, by any means necessary, before they can do the same to me." She closed her fingers on her injured shoulder, squeezing it and furrowing her brow. She grasped it so tightly that her nails dug into the pale skin. It hurt, that much was clear. But she didn't stop... Perhaps it was to make a point. Or perhaps she was punishing herself for her being weak enough to be in this position in the first place.

She closed her eyes and finally released herself. "Take some advice from the woman who has stood at the Apex of LAW for two years. Whether you like it or not, my methods have been tested." She rolled her neck and brushed back her bangs. Then, she opened her eyes with her composure seemingly fully restored. "If you don't take control, then you'll lose it. Not just physically. It can change who you are. The morals you are so stoic about start to mean less and less over time. Especially if they are the reason you're flat on your back and drooling on yourself." She licked her lips in unconscious appreciation of the thought. But quickly recentered. She met Alizeh's intensity, but it was without vitriol, for once. "Because when the bell rings at the end of a match, the harsh reality of your beliefs is revealed. Either you were good enough, or you weren't."

"You either hurt." She picked up her empty water glass. "Or you -get hurt-." And unceremoniously dropped it onto the deck of the boat. "Oops." It shattered into a million pieces.

[Bare]

Somewhere deep down Alizeh knew she had been wanting to get this out to Rose. Every match she saw, every interview, hell even every photo of the blonde irked Alizeh to some point and the green haired girl had more than her fair share of criticisms for the lightweight champion. More than even she really thought or cared to admit, largely cause Alizeh didn't have much intention to intervene in a division outside her own so they stayed bottled up.

Now however Alizeh had been presented to vent her grievances with the lightweight champion face to face and she had done so without fear or trepidation. For a moment afterwards it seemed she actually got through to the woman, at least momentarily before she recomposed.

Admittedly that wasn't surprising to Alizeh since she wasn't expecting the woman to see reason, she was far too ingrained in her own mentality and self justifications. It was just enough for Alizeh to state what her issues with full on to the woman's face. Of course this was immediately followed by a response from Rose, the woman seeming to put more attention on Alizeh as she turned in her seat to stare her down full on.

Returning the favor Alizeh would turn to fully face Rose with a blank look on her face as the woman before her went on her little rant, by the time she was finished and dropped her glass letting it shatter Alizeh would respond simply and bluntly. Sighing with a non plussed look on her face Alizeh would calmly place her own glass back down on the bar.

"Standing at the apex huh?" Alizeh asked back at Rose, her tone making it sound as if she was mulling the words over before tsking. "I honestly don't think you know the meaning of that." Alizeh said as she got up out of her chair and approached Rose... Only to stop just before her and bend down, picking the broken glass and its pieces off the floor with a napkin before standing up fully and placing the bundle on the bar top for the bar tender who had just returned with a broom.

Alizeh's eyes never once left Rose's through that entire time however. As she stood up Alizeh would place her hands on her hips, looking down at Rose in both a literal and metaphorical stance. "Standing at the apex means being legitimately better than anyone that steps to you, beating them with you're own skill and merit and nothing else. It was clear what Alizeh was implying there and and the serious look on her face made it clear that Rose should not interrupt her.

"You're right about one thing though." Alizeh said as she leaned a bit closer towards Rose. "I do have a chip on my shoulder when it comes to you, because despite all the blatant cheating, cowardly tactics and bullying you do in and out of the ring, you are the face of this company." Alizeh admitted but not backing down in the slightest. "You said earlier you didn't know who I am, well my name is Alizeh Midori, and I'm the woman that will stand at the top of Apex."

It was a bold claim, one many women in LAW had made, but Alizeh had been one of the ones working her tail off the most to prove it, ands she wasn't about to let Rose act as if she had already reached such a level. "Once I do, I'll be sure we meet in the ring officially, just to prove you wrong on what the right mentality a face of this company should have. So be sure to remember my name." Alizeh said, not backing down, not at least until Rose responded herself.

[SuckerPunch]

"Mmmn. I'll keep it in mind." She offered as she watched the cruise ship employee sweep up the remnants of her glass. Another one was sat down in front of her, and the bartender even offered an apology. It put a smirk on her lips.

"Please do climb to the top of Mount Olympus. I should like to see what you look like at the end of your journey." She took a drink of water as the employee scurried away. They would have been upset if they weren't so excited to have been picking up Rose Gold's trash. "I wonder how much of yourself you can keep. Or how many other women's dreams you'll have dashed without regret. It will be interesting to see just how many of your ideals remain once you've grown up." Her tone carried with it genuine curiosity.

"And once, if, you've gotten to the top. Well. I imagine then you'll learn what it takes to truly stand amongst the other gods." She smirked again. "Such as myself."

Alizeh perhaps hadn't wanted to admit it... But Rose Gold's very existence had inspired a generation. When the conversation about Women's Pro Wrestling was conjured, so too was the name Rose Gold. She was the inspiration for many of the rookies who had entered LAW. There were many who sought to be like her... And likely just as many who wanted to -beat- her. But be it as an imitator or avenger, they all had their ambition stoked by the Sinister Siren. She had an undeniable appeal.

She stood up then. "I'll watch your career with interest." She gave the girl a wink before she licked her own lips.

And suddenly stepping forward and pressing her mouth against Alizeh's. A sudden and entrancing kiss from the most talented tongue in the league. It wasn't a battle. She didn't force her lips apart, but she doubted that she'd need to. It was a sucker punch, like everything else she did. But rather than stealing Alizeh's breath with a punch to the belly, she filled her mouth with the sweet taste of strawberries after the first rain of summer. Intoxicating, like the hardest liquor behind the bar, but smoother than any brew could ever hope to be. Like most poisonous wildlife, Rose Gold was vibrant and colorful, and enticing! Her kiss was more beautiful than a bird of paradise... And the heat that filled her mouth would only seed her mind with the way it could make her feel in other parts of her body.

And before it had started. It was over. It felt like a year, but the entrancing kiss would only last seconds. And the only evidence that it had happened at all was the string of saliva between them.

"A little something to remember me by." She stated as licked away that connecting string. It was more than that. It was a sensual warning for the Emerald-Haired Girl. Proof that Rose Gold's kiss was the real deal. And it made it easy to understand just how a woman like Eirina Makishima could be made to scream her submission when caught by a mouth like that.

[Bare]

Alizeh had said her piece. Something she'd been meaning to get across to Rose for months, and it felt good liberating even to do so. Now... she wasn't sure. Alizeh knew a match against the sinister siren was out of the question right now. It wasn't that Alizeh was worried on if she could beat her or not. No rather between Fight The LAW, as well Apex coming up she would have her plate full of big matches, not to mention her usual bouts happening in between. Simply put she wouldn't be able to put forth anywhere near as much focus as she would want too against the blonde woman. Something that would be imperative if she were to beat her. So for now.... she would let things end like this between them. Alizeh putting the Lightweight Champion on notice... and the blonde actually having taken an interest in Alizeh.

Whether that would be a good thing or bad would remain to be seen for the future however. But before Alizeh could respond to what Rose said she felt her lips captured by the woman's in a quick, yet intense make out session! Eyes widening from the surprise contact Alizeh didn't try to fight it, instead instinctively opening her mouth up to let the silver, or rather gold tongue of Rose enter her mouth without opposition. Dancing her own tongue against Rose's own Alizeh would match Rose's ferocity with her own intensity, not missing a beat and even seeming to enjoy the sudden lip lock.

As quickly as it began however it had ended. Like a tropic storm coming and drenching everything in a torrential downpour before clearing way to a clear sky, the kiss had ended and things cleared up once more, all the intensity and lust that came went just as fast. The moment the trail of saliva split between them was when Alizeh's eyes would focus back on Rose as she said it was something to remember her by.

Fine, if thats how Rose wanted to play it, fine. "Hmph. Not a bad memento." Alizeh said honestly, after all Rose was a lot of things, but a bad kisser was not among them and Alizeh could admit that. "In that case I hope you watch Rose, watch and get yourself ready." As she said this Alizeh would lean forward against Rose, placing her hands on the bar behind the woman to trap her between it and Alizeh. "Because the moment I get you in a ring, I'm going to see to it you can't walk right for a week." She said in a low, husky tone, the double entendre being clear, and up to Rose to decide on what Alizeh intended with her words as the Emerald Storm would stand straight and turn around. "You can start by watching me beat Panther Risako tomorrow night." Alizeh said simply, sensing the conversation was at its end and began walking away... but not without putting a sway to her hips in the process.

[SuckerPunch]

Her gift was accepted graciously. The younger wrestler was entangled in her rhythym. She didn't bother resisting, but instead engaged and fully committed to the kiss. Alizeh's lust drew an appreciative moan from the Sinister Siren's lips. A satisfied, sultry sound that reverberated down Alizeh's throat. The girl's kiss had hardened her nipples and stirred up her lust. She could take pride in the Venomous Vixen's appreciative sigh.

When the kiss broke, Alizeh seemed as though she couldn't help but posture. Her arms passing by either of Rose Gold's shoulders like iron bars. She trapped her against the bar, standing and looming over her.

Rose Gold's captured her own bottom lip between her teeth as she looked up at her with a seductively satisfied grin. "Mmmn. That attitude fits the little number you're wearing far better." Her words were dipped in honey. Sweet and tempting. But the hive wasn't abandoned. To dip her tongue in was to invite the swarm.

One of Rose Gold's dainty, bare ankles slid itself along Alizeh's leg. It traveled past her knee and along the firm muscles of her thigh. Her shin bone traced the curve of her inner thigh, and if she didn't stop her, it would test just how thin the fabric of her bikini bottoms were against her crotch. The limb moved and runbed against her with all the grace of a ballerina. No motion was meaningless. And all of it perfectly placed.

"Don't threaten me with a good time, honey. I do so hate to wait." Her slid along the center of her swimsuit. And then the top of her foot. There was nothing subtle about it.

She let Alizeh turn away from her, if she chose. But she didn't let her get the closing statement. Not yet at least.

"So intense." She licked her lips, sampling the taste that was still upon them. "If you want some help relaxing, my cabin is always open." Again, without any subtlety, she spread her thighs offering Alizeh a teasing view of what was between them. "But then, it would be a rather inconvenient time to... As you put it, be unable to walk right." She slammed her thighs shut then. It was impossible to tell whether her invitiation was genuine or not.

"Ta ta honey. I do so hope you'll cling to the memory of my kiss when you relieve yourself in the shower tonight." She puckered her lips and gave the Emerald Haired girl a wink.