Boxing Day

[Vc0m]

Clara listened calmly as the Baroness berated her decision...before adding additional stipulations to the match. And, to be fair, Clara was more than ok with verbal submission. She still felt disappointed about her previous loss, and she felt that just beating the Baroness to a Knock Out or a pinfall wasn't the way to go...though despite this, the British woman was still unsettled by her rival's constant gaze, not even blinking as she looked at her:

"I accept. But I want to add one more stipulation. I want the match to be in a steel cage...no...Hell in a Cell. I don't want any of the maids to enter inside and interfere. I want this to be just between the two of us.", Clara would explain. This was also to keep Alice and Chika out, in case they wanted to help. She needed to slay the Baroness alone, unsure if she could count the win if she didn't do it herself...

[thesteedman]

The Baroness smiled as Clara began to negotiate the conditions of their match. At first she was about to shoot her down, just to remind Clara that she was the one holding all the chips right now at the poker table as it were. However, the mention of a Hell in the Cell match was certainly not without merit, especially since Baroness had no intention of letting her Maid's interfere with this match. Clara did not know that however, and Baroness realised she could use this to her advantage. She made it looked like she was thinking about it, but her decision was already made moments ago.

"Hmm. I will need more from you if I am to accept such a bold condition... Perhaps we should revisit what we began at our little PPV match. The choice of attire is mine to make if I accept this Hell in the Cell condition of yours... and I want us to fight as equals. That means you wear the same attire as I do..." The Baroness would counter offer, no doubt suggesting that Clara wrestle in a bikini style outfit akin to what the Baroness wore herself. It seemed that despite all her malicious intent, there was still that perverseness within the Baroness that longed to see Clara Gaster exposed, no doubt to play towards her own whims and desires in the match.

"That... and we make things a little more interesting. We have your little girlfriend present... that way she can be there to watch you lose and join me with yourself at the moment of your defeat." Baroness would add, the concept of the idea coming to mind only now, as a means to further try and damage Clara's moral.
"<What do you say?>" Baroness would whisper in her own French language.

[Vc0m]

Clara hated to walk into Baroness's hands as much as she did...but that was the issue when your opponent held all the cards to herself, while Clara had but one, her own freedom. She didn't mind tussling with other ladies in bikinis...if they were friendly. Baroness simply got perverse pleasure from torturing her while dressed in a bikini.

Regardless, Clara nodded, slightly red-faced from anger and embarrassment.

The second term felt...off. If she were to lose, Kay would be there to see everything. She would be witness to Clara giving up her's and her girlfriend's freedom for an entire year...

...but that wasn't going to happen. She was going to win. Kay would be there to see it. And she would hug and kiss her till there is no tomorrow, when she formally broke Baroness's control over her.

"I accept...", Clara said with clentched teeth.

"You have your match. I will let LAW management know, go to hell.", Clara would say, wanting to get as far as possible from Baroness's place...and she was worried about potentially missing the last bus going to Tokyo from the nearest bus stop...

[thesteedman]

"I am not done yet..." The Baroness would sing as Clara looked to leave in haste. Slowly, the Baroness rose from her ornate chair, slowly turning to face Clara before she could leave.
"I do have one final idea... One that I am sure you will accept willingly given your competitive nature. But how about we make this matter... a little more interesting. I am aware that you have successfully qualified to take part in the Apex Finals.... As it just so happens, when I crushed your sister into near dust, I happened to qualify myself. I do not really have interest in such things as accolades that the LAW offers, I find them to be rather false but... I want to give you a chance you so desire, what better way then to make the night perfect than to make our little affair an Apex Finals match? That way... it will be the icing on the cake when I capture both you, your lover and the Openweight Title you 'could' have won all in one night. It would really complete the evening for me, and I know you would love a chance at such a fickle thing as a belt, even if it is out of your reach."[/color] The Baroness would offer finally.

Slowly, she began to make her way towards the room she came out of, strolling in a slow and purposeful manner whilst she waited for her answer. In the meantime, a Maid would arrive from the door Clara entered in, no doubt looking to escort Clara from the premises.
"You do not have to answer now, merely send me a message with your answer... and I will talk to the management of LAW. I'm quite well acquainted with them by now. You can consider it whilst you are on your way home. One of my Maids will drive you there, I would hate for you to catch a cold before our match. I want you at your best after all..." The Baroness would near sing, before she opened the door to reveal what looked like a training room of sorts. Its walls were dark, but there was enough lighting in there to reveal the blue mats inside, akin to an apartment match settings but on a more rich and professional scale.

Much to Clara's horror, she would witness that someone was in there. Clad in a sports bra, and form fitting leggings that ended just below her knees, Clara witnessed the unkempt blue hair of Drifter as she lay on the mats. She looked exhausted, her exposed midriff glistening with sweat and straining, breathing deeply as she was barely propping herself up on her hands. Beads of sweat dropped from her forehead...
"If you will excuse me. I still have a training regime to complete. I cannot keep my sparring partner waiting any longer. I need to make sure my holds are up to scratch before our upcoming match. I bid you good day and look forwards to hearing your answer." The Baroness would say, her smile darkening as she entered the room and grasped the door handle.

It was obvious she was training against Drifter, no doubt banning the woman from striking back... using her as a squeeze toy. The horror of it all was that no doubt this is what Baroness had been doing the whole time Clara had been waiting. Kay was able to glance up briefly, looking exhausted. There was a determination in her eyes, but it diminished into a look of shock when she saw Clara. She tried to rise upwards, but that would be the last Clara would see of her lover when the Baroness turned one final time.
"I will see you in the ring." The Baroness would say as a final nail in the coffin, before slamming the door closed, leaving Kay to her fate.
"Miss Gaster... the car is ready for you." The Maid behind Clara would insist once a brief pause had passed.

[Vc0m]

Clara paused as she listened to the Baroness, addressing the matter that both women were qualified at Apex...which meant that the match was perfect for being part of the LAW Apex worldwide tour...the biggest stage for the company right now...which also meant the biggest stage for her to fail on.

However, the problem was what the match was potentially for. LAW management was going to decide the LAW Openweight champion this way...if she won, she was possibly the first champion of ALL of LAW...if she lost...she possibly gave her most hated person in LAW control over the company.

Between serving as her rival's servant for a year, giving up her girlfriend's freedom, and this...if Clara lost, she would absolutely leave Japan and wrestling for good...

Thankfully, that choice was a long term one, Baroness giving her time to think as a Maid arrived to lead her back to the entrance...and even a car, which would likely get her to at least the bus stop!

"Very well...I'll email it to you...and...LAW..."

Clara's mouth was agape as she saw Kay, laying in Baroness's training room, tired and hurting.

"YOU MONSTER! HOW DARE YOU! DON'T YOU DARE TOU---!!!"

The door would be closed, practically into her face as the last thing she saw was the shock and terror on her girlfriend's face...while the maid behind her insisted to get her to her car...

Clara banged on the door, tears forming on her eyes, in both anger and powerlessness...

"D-damnit...Kay...", Clara groaned. The door was soundproof...and not knowing how bad her girlfriend had it was THAT much more terrifying...

Ultimately, as she was nagged to get to the car, she left the door...turning her head one last time, as if praying for a miracle that it will open and Kay would jump into her arms to escape with her...before finally leaving to follow the maid to the car...