Viviane Victory York was not a simple wrestler - each of her matches was meticulously orchestrated to highlight her great strengths and expertise as the great wrestler, showgirl and dominatrix that she is. After all, she's the only pub's girl who takes it upon herself to do more research on her opponents; even if it breaks the tradition of her faction and the LAW culture.
ViVi would be putting the finishing touches to her eyelids while watching a live stream of that blue-haired midget's entrance via her mobile phone - Hattie Emory looked less impressive and more insignificant than she expected. Maybe and that bluenette is easier to fold into a throne than ViVi anticipated, and that only pleased the pink queen more.
Sadly she didn't get to hear as much from Hattie as she would have liked because her manager was Machiavellian enough to withhold notice of the match until yesterday, which was the last straw for her, but she had no choice. Gael wants them to shine, but he keeps clinging to doing things as if most of them are proper Faces and not soulless Heels, and that annoys someone like ViVi, who wants to evolve and excel.
What's wrong with doing things her way, if she's more effective and everyone wants to see her win? This is the question the third queen asks herself when Gael wants to put her on the same level as her "fellow" faction members. However, despite the very short time, she was able to seduce some unsuspecting people to get some information about Hattie. Unfortunately only one of them matters to her: The bluenette has a weakness, but they didn't want to tell ViVi which one to keep it a surprise.
That only earned a knee in the groin from them for wasting her valuable time. Everyone has a weakness, the point is to know it! Not discovering it if you can save yourself the process...
However, even though they all seemed useless and incapable of doing such a simple task as revealing her weakness, either that or Gael was conspiring to make ViVi show what she was capable of from scratch, even though he'd already seen it himself; ViVi went ahead because she knows that taming a woman isn't that difficult when you know what to offer her and what to take from her so that she's in the palm of her hand, trapped between her delicate, imperious fingers.
When she felt complete thanks to her make-up, she winked and blew a kiss to her reflection before leaving backstage.
As soon as Hattie's entrance was over, the next to light up and grab the stadium's attention was the Pink Queen's! The York princess posed in the shadows with her arms wrapped around herself, showing off her best profile to have the masses in her pocket, captivating them with her seductive and curvaceous devilish figure.
Her bright amber eyes reflecting the light from the headlights like a lioness stalking in the night!
Once she felt it was time for step 2, she unrolled and walked down the runway wearing a more daring variant of her classic outfit, but which, like the previous one, highlighted her best attributes thanks to that plaid mini skirt and fishnet bra, matching her fishnet long sleeves, adorned by the pompous garters on her wrists and biceps.
Everything seemed to look splendid for her succubus theme, and those slender long horns adorning her forehead looked great.
As usual, this pub girl had to kiss someone in the audience once she was standing in front of the ring. She was deciding between the one on the left of the ramp or the one on the right of the ramp. In the end, she grabbed the one on the right and gave her a long, hard kiss on the cheek before letting him go with a shove and hopping to the ring steps. And she never looked back to see how the poor dazed man was left, groomed by his friends; she simply stepped with a certain seductive delicacy into the ring, climbing one leg at a time over the ropes before she passed the rest of her slender, refined, dreamy body.
Then she walked to her corner with a catwalk stride, glancing sideways at Hattie of course, but only to give her a disdainful look for her appearance. Emory didn't impress her at all. ViVi went up to her corner to wave to the crowd again and bathe in their whistles and compliments, demonstrating which side the world roars on more and who they are here for, according to ViVi, before getting down from there and turning around to lay her back in the corner.
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You really do look like the kind of girl who wouldn't last long in a real fight..." She exclaimed to Hattie without hiding a hint of her judgement of her.