When Monsters Collide [Stick & Stone/Natasha]

[thesteedman]

"Dammnit Stone, you can't keep breaking the gym equipment! What if someone saw us?! You'd have to pay for it! Not me! Not after last time!" The familiar loud voice of Stick could be heard from the entire hallway. Both her and Stone had not long been in the gym, but given how heavy handed the muscular mountain of a woman was, as usual she couldn't handle something without breaking it. Both Stick and Stone were in their ring attire, slowly getting prepared for their debut match against Cassandra. It was a match Stick managed to manipulate, stating that Stone was a little bit slow and needed special treatment... the reality of it was that Stick wanted to give Stone a mismatch in weight to try and give her an advantage... and so she purposely set things in motion to set up her heavyweight going against a middleweight.

Problem with that tactic was that she and Stone would pay the price if Stone didn't win. Stone was a great wrestler, but their previous federations were not of the same calibre as the LAW. Everyone here seemed dangerous, even those who were considered as jobbers were capable of great upsets. Regardless, a little bit of gym work had been in mind to try and loosen Stone up ready for the match which was after the current fight. That was until things started to break, now they had to wait in the hallway and simply endure the long silence of Stone and the constant bickering of Stick.
"You see... this is why we can't have nice things." Stick mentioned, giving Stone a small slap on the arm. The larger Stone simply looked on impassively, seemingly ignoring Stick... but that was nothing new.
"Just make sure you win today. This Cassandra girl is a lot shorter then you! She beats your arse, it's me that is going to look like a fool!"

Once more Stone had no reply. She never seemed to speak. Stick did enough of that for three people, never mind just for Stone. Stick leaned against the wall, looking upon her nails when she heard heavy footsteps approaching from the far end of the hall. Stone remained motionless, staring at the wall as if it had some kind of profound message for her about the meaning of existence, but Stick turned, forming a slight frown upon her arrogant yet beautiful features. They were no longer alone in the hallway...

[xalex]

Natasha would walk up the hallway. They had to be around here somewhere. The Russian would bit her lips thinking about all the way they could take and this would be the most logic… the would stop for a moment looking around. These damn idiots were nowhere to see. The Russian was wearing a more sporty outfit a pair of shorts and a normal t-shirt. Normally she wasn´t wearing anything different. Although most people would be complain that it was too cold for this kind of outfit the Russian didn´t really mind. She liked it a little bit more freezing than other people.
Tonight she wasn´t in a good mood… okay mostly she wasn´t in a good mood as well. But tonight it was especially bad. She just had taken her first lose in law and she was pissed about this. She already had her opponent hanging in the ropes and set up for her finisher when this stupid bitch had landed a low blow against her turning this whole thing around only because of that. And to top things of the referee didn´t even saw it meaning that she had a go on that and wasn´t disqualified. The Russian was furious and up for revenge.

But unluckily, she had found out while doing her homework that this woman wasn´t alone in law and that she got a good friend here meaning when Natasha would go after her she would most likely go up against two women, what she wasn´t looking for. But maybe some back up could help her…. Suddenly she would hear the voice of the person she was looking for. The Russian would turn around and walk towards the direction where the voice was coming from.


right at the moment when Stick and stone wanted to walk through the doorframe into the next area Natasha would appear in it and block the way of the two other woman. She would press her hands against her hips looking at them with a serious look on her face.
“just the two women I was looking for!” she said with her Russian dialect. She would at first look into the eyes of Stone then looking down the body of the giant smirking a little bit then looking back into the eyes of her. She was liking what she saw there. A perfect fighter… someone worth called a fighter!

Then she would look down to that little thing that was following stone around. She was looking more than a model than a fighter. Natasha wasn´t liking her, but she knew that these two were a total packaged if you want one you had to take both.
“I will make this quick and don´t waste time of any of us! I am Natasha but I think you should know me!” She would stare down into the eyes of the small girl. “and I got news for you… you will work for me now! I am looking for some back up and I think you two are just fitting the description… “ She would look back up to stone. “especially her!”
“The thing is I want to attack two women in the parking space tomorrow so you will meet me there at 8 O´clock! Do you get that?”

Spoiler

[thesteedman]

Stick was taken off guard when a monster of a woman stood in her way. She backed up until she collided with Stone, who in turn didn't move at all naturally. Stick and Stone were new to the federation, but they already were aware of certain wrestlers with reputations. Amongst them was Natasha, otherwise known as The Iron Wall. Stick virtually experienced why she had earned such a name already it almost felt like. She looked the powerful statuesque woman up and down, seeing how she rivalled Stone's own figure. She wasn't quite as tall as her Stone, but that did not make the Russian any less imposing, especially to someone of Stick's stature and height. No doubt the Russian could fold her in half if she wanted to... but not when she had Stone with her.

Though it was clear Stick was initially startled by Natasha's demands, once she backed herself besides Stone, her demeanor suddenly changed. It was typical of Stick to run to Stone when she felt threatened, and that was exactly what she did now. With a sudden burst of courage, it was only now that Stick's expression became more arrogant, her words filled with a confidence that wasn't there a few seconds ago until she was besides Stone.
"Who the hell do you think you are telling us what to do?! We don't work for you, we don't work for anyone but ourselves!!" Stick shouted out, pointing an accusing finger towards Natasha, but being careful not to actually touch her knowing it could spell bad news for her.

Stone who had previously been stoic was very familiar with Stick's tone, and as a result she looked to Natasha with a glare, even stepping forwards to put Stick behind her. Now, both monsterous women stood across each other. Though there was the clear height difference, no one would ever want to cross either woman. Stone's glare didn't break, nor did she seem to even blink. Stick only grew more confident as Stone stepped up in front of her, near hiding behind her partner in crime where it was safe.
"That's right... you tell her Stone! Do your own dirty work, we've got our own things going on." Stick declared, though it was clear she was beging a little careful with her words as not to overly offend the Iron Wall. A fight breaking out here in the hall was not an ideal scenario for Stick and Stone. They had a match coming up after all...

[xalex]

Natasha would find it laughable seeing how the voice of that small bug was getting more and more confident as she brought more space between them. The Russian wanted to try what would happen is she would decrease the distance between them again. But she wouldn’t even get the chance to do that when suddenly another figure would place herself right in-between the two. Natasha would look up a bit looking into the eyes of stone seeing that this woman was trying to act as a guard dog protecting a little kitten. The Russian needed to hold back a laughing, now that there was something blocking her way to stick the little bug was getting even more confident.

Natasha didn´t want to risk any trouble right now so she would hold herself back not trying to attack the other woman right away. She might have a good chance against her, but with stick here too and so many people that could get involved she didn´t want to risk anything right now. Instead she would only step to the side smiling. “okay good… better be hopping that you always got your watch dog around stick!”

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