Dizzy popped out of her Uber and brought the umbrella up just as a particularly nasty wind blew her in the face, giving her a fresh splash as the downpour grew stronger. It had been like this all day, starting out as a drizzle and growing into this as the day continued, finally graduating into a full-blown storm. Lightning, thunder, howling winds, the whole set. It was a miserable day to be out, and Dizzy would’ve loved to spend it at home, in her bed, curled up with a book and a cup of cocoa. She wouldn’t have gone out into this mess unless she had a damn good reason.
But, as it turned out, she did have that damn good reason: A match. A hentai match. Her first ever. Sort of. It was a long story.
Not that a casual passerby would ever guess what she was here for, just to look at her current situation. She’d found herself in a remote area of Japan, a spot nestled in the forest, far away from prying eyes and city lights of Tokyo, standing at the gnarled gates surrounding what Dizzy could only describe as a haunted mansion. Tall, imposing, but decrepit, it looked as if no one had inhabited it for decades - mangled, dusty windows, crumbling bricks, an overgrown garden, all of it. If it wasn’t for the lights flickering from the inside and the cars parked around the entrance, she would’ve thought she’d come to the wrong place, but no, this was it - Alix’s instructions hadn't steered her wrong.
Dizzy pulled the drawstring on her raincoat tight and took a glance at her phone for the passcode that Alix had sent her, scrolling through her messages to get at it. It took her a better part of a minute to find it, mainly because her messages were such a muddled mess. She’d been corresponding with her the black beauty for weeks about this while at the same time spinning up excuses to her mother for why she’d want to come out to Hokkaido Valley in the first place. She’d settled on the lie that she was taking a sightseeing tour of the forest - a little suspect since Dizzy was never much of a nature person, but it seemed like her mother bought it, probably just happy to have her exploring their new home. She’d have to take some actual pictures before she went back home, solidify her alibi, but she’d worry about that later.
After a moment of dithering, she found the passcode, dialed it into the keypad by the gate, and quickly slipped her way in. She didn’t need to close it back, the wind did that for her, and she hurriedly made her way up the steps as the gusts threatened to send her tiny body flying.
The front door was unlocked, thank God, and she came bursting with a huge sigh of relief, glad to be out of the elements. ”Fanculo!” She folded up the umbrella, tossed it to the side, and immediately started stripping out of her raincoat as she looked around, taking in the interior. While the place wasn’t modern by any stretch of the imagination, looking like something straight out of the House on Haunted Hill, it was still better kept than you would’ve guessed from the outside. LAW’s ring crew had done an excellent job refurbishing the place, giving it all the nice touches. Dizzy found herself standing in the midst of a massive foyer, one with a slick wooden floor, a crackling fireplace, and a spiraling staircase that stretched up into the shadows of the second and third floors. She didn’t see the wrestling ring that was supposed to be there, but she figured that was further into the mansion. There was certainly the space for it.
She didn’t see her opponents, either, but she could hear voices coming down the hall and even saw some of the ring crew busying themselves with the sound equipment, ensuring everything was set up just right. It seemed there was still time to get settled. No rush.
Dizzy hung the raincoat by the door and started to walk down the hall, only stopping when she passed a long mirror and saw her reflection. The sight was enough to get a chuckle out of her - it wasn’t the first time she’d seen herself in this Red Riding Hood get-up since she’d bought it a week ago, but something about the lowlights of the mansion was making it pop.
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Dizzy’s Outfit
Her fantasies were already starting to run wild, and she eagerly skipped down the hall, heading towards the voices. ”Allie?” She called out as she neared one of the rooms. ”I’m here!”
