Standard Match: Victory Decided via pinfall, submission, or DQ
It had been a long, LONG time since Olivia Orelash had a match under the LAW banner. While her cousin, Oscar Orelash, was busy over in the United States working on his blooming Leviathan Career; Olivia had mostly been working over in WFPW- the company that worked in association with LAW. The Privateer admittedly let her record get... what was the word... dusty? Yeah- dusty. Given her only match with her Privateer banner was a whopping SEVEN MONTHS AGO... also, it wasn't a terribly great start since her float fell apart and her opponent went out with one move. That was all in the past though- tonight was a chance to make a proper show of her training as she got an invitation to face Cyndi Omega, a name that felt somewhat familiar... but she couldn't place her finger on it. No matter- an opponent was an opponent, and Olivia was set on showing everyone in LAW what her time in WFPW has done to strengthen her!
"Coming in at Six feet on the dot and weighing a hundred and eighty pounds... Hailing from the free seas of the world... give it up for the Plucky Privateer: OLIVIA OORELAAAAASH!!!"
With her theme dropping, Olivia would emerge from behind the curtain- waving to the crowd and shooting off a wink as she strutted her stuff down the ramp. There was no crazy over-the-top nonsense like that deathtrap of a float she tried to make this time around- just a tall muscular privateer greeting the crowd and climbing into the ring as she waited for this Cyndi to arrive. Maybe a visual will help jog her memory...