Whether they liked it or not or approved of her attitude, the LAW Universe has certainly come to know Reina Izara. A prideful, arrogant Indy darling who broke her back to get where she is today has faced new arrivals and well-seasoned veterans of LAW alike over her explosive first month in the promotion. She gained fans, and detractors alike every time she stepped through those curtains and showed everyone exactly why her name was on the dotted line when she signed. And if the fans hated her, so be it, if they hated her pride, oh well. But if there was one thing the fans could do that could crawl under her ebony skin, it was one comment. One single tally, that worked her up into a searing rage.
"Smother Match WIns: 0"
By this point now, it was a running joke in LAW that the woman so well known for loving to turn people into thrones couldn't get the job done when it mattered. Sure, she can smother someone all day in a standard match and catch a win, but in a match where it should be her element, where were her wins? She lost against Florence, she lost against Ember, and just online the first thing the people saw from a surprise livestream with Ducky Williams was her getting smothered. And now, here she goes again in another smother match, against a woman who debuted not too soon after her. Watching the monitor in the back with a stony expression plastered on her face, Reina looked at every curve and muscle across the French woman's curvaceous body. She was short and stocky, with thick thighs, sculpted arms, and seemingly firm abs.
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A powerhouse perhaps?' Reina thought. After her match with Ember, Reina knew all too well how far a shorter opponent would go to carve out an advantage. And seemingly so, Lou was no different. There wasn't much tape to study for her, so Reina was gonna have to go in blind for the first time in weeks.
"Hmph, how annoying." She sighed, but when she heard the stagehand call her name, Reina said,
"No matter, this will end the same either way. A smug greenhorn under my rear where they belong."
As the familiar sound of trumpets filled the air as the crowd grew into a fever pitch of cheers and boos, all eyes were locked square on the regal beauty sat atop her ebony throne. She soaked in the sounds of the announcer and crowd alike as she marched her way to the ring. Stepping like a queen off to war, Reina Izara walked across a path of gold spotlight to the ring as now she stood chest to chest with her opponent. She looked down on her haughty face with an immovable expression of stone-faced arrogance. But as Reina went to speak, a small chant broke through the horde of noise, and oh boy did it light a fuse in the conqueror.
"You can't smother!"
"You can't smother!"
"How annoying." Growling under her breath, Reina's gaze turned back to Lou as a smug grin crawled upon her face.
"I do hope you enjoy having the honor of being what silences this drivel."
Reina teased stepping even closer to Lou.
"Because simply put, you, will make a lovely throne."
