Collaboration Of Forces

[Devilish53]

Oi vey.

Eileen knew controlling these figures that she had summoned would be a hell of a issue, but she was atleast banking on the chance of establishing calm and reason among the fellow women before her with time to spare, before being allowed a chance to fairly focus on the next body that emerged. But right now it seemed, not one woman before her had been given a chance for Eileen to fully converse with them. And now, another invited figure had accepted the invitation!

Her position already safe given Lillian had to emerge past Kyoko, the redhead opted to make it a shade more so, by stepping back until near enough on the other side from where she had started.

"Now now..there's no need to get violent..." Her voice uncharacteristically calm, Eileen felt the definition of hypocritical, given had it been any other day, she would have stepped in Lillian's space for such a comment.

"There's a reason I've invited you all...a reason I've invited you..." She'd raise her hand, pointing at Lillian in an effort to calm the newly-dressed figure before her.

[ADarlingDucky]

Things were looking quite tense between the members of this meeting, only growing worse and worse as time went on. But if any involved thought that Lillian would be the one to de-escalate things, they were wrong. If any thing, the brunette could very well start a fight between them all, proving this as she shouldered by Sandy and Kyoko, cracking her knuckles as she pursued Eileen.

“First of all, don’t fucking point at me. Ever again. And secondly, that doesn’t sound like an explanation at all. So start talking, before you end up picking your teeth up off the floor.” Lillian said, showing herself once again to be a woman with an extraordinarily short temper, already ready to swing at the redhead.

[Fairy Dragon]

Kyoko was about ready to see what Sandy was made of when they were interrupted again this time by Lillian, who she did know though not because she cared much but because Aozora once debated trying to recruit her for Rebellion before ultimately deciding she was a loose canon they couldnt rely on. For good reason given that she had existed for more then 4 seconds in Kyoko's word and already she had annoyed her. Making idle threats that caused Kyoko to look between Sandy and her, no longer registering Eileen as a threat due to her clearly not being interested in a fight.


"Youll start dropping bitches? You might be able to drop miss tall, hooded and stupid over there." Kyoko said pointing at Sandy. "But you'll find that I'm gonna be a bit harder for you to do anything to let alone drop. And if you try I'll make this a lot easier for this chick to explain."

[winner3]

Sandy would roll her shoulders and chuckle upon hearing that last statement, yet she remained idle and opted to remain leaned against the apron, just chilling out. It was only natural for chaos and cacophony to ensue when so many volatile women gathered. Eileen even attempting to reign everyone in for a common cause or goal was certainly an admirable effort in its own right.

"Heh, all bark and no bite. Don't mind the chihuahua, blondie." White would say in reference to Kyoko before standing up straight and approaching Lillian. "She only mad because when you said you'd be dropping witches, she knew you meant her."

After trying to find a brief moment of camaraderie with Byrne, the other hothead in the group, Sandy would turn to Eileen before trying to prompt her with the most relevant info right now.

"Alright red. Is everyone here or what? Let's get down to business."

[Devilish53]

When threatened by Lillian, Eileen was quick to take a few paces back; hands up with palms open, purely with a posture that suggested that she meant no harm. Inside, Eileen felt her stomach churning to the girls response to her.

Who the hell was she, to talk to the Eileen Sommers after all?!

Barely putting down said urge to meet the dark haired figure at her own game, Eileen literally swallowed her anger with a big gulp, before finding Kyoko and Sandy both distracting from the scenario. A fight both brewing yet somehow not, Eileen took the moment upon herself to try and explain a final time for the gathering, as Sandy somewhat left the floor to her.

"Now, as I was saying. There was a reason I've gathered you all..."

[Highfly]

Helena was quite intrigued by this invite she had received from Eileen. The woman wasn't the most social of women. Nor was Helena. However, there was a certain drive and most of all disdain for the multitude of inferior women that surrounded them that Helena shared with her. Helena as ever was fashionably late, walking to the designated meeting spot wearing a professional looking black business suit jacket, black skirt that was all together too high on her legs to be professional, a light blue dress shirt, and black heels that raised her already significant height for a lady up to about 6'1''.

As she walked in and looked around at the collection of women she smiled. Clearly this group had been in the same room for some measure of time and no one had shown any signs of having tried to kill one another. She was intrigued indeed. "Pardon my late arrival ladies, I do hope I haven't missed out on anything important or substantial." Helena said with her trademark evil grin spreading slowly across her face. She stood roughly in the center of the group, showing no fear as her hands made their way to her hips. She wasn't scared of these women at all. In fact in the back of her mind she was already thinking of plans for them.

[LtLukas]

Jessica had been around. She knew the score. The Violent Violet was aware of all of the tropes of wrestling, because she had lived them. The All American Babyface who never gave up. The monster heel with a sadistic streak as wide as the day was long. The tweener who kept the whole world guessing right up until the last second. And last, but certainly not least, the heels who put aside their differences to work together to tear the fed apart. For the most part, Jessica hated it. She did not come to Japan so she could play nice with everyone, and fall into the same stupid traps everyone else kept falling into. She was not her brothers. She was not her dad.

She was Jessica Wright. And even for an enterprising woman like herself, she realized that she could not do it alone. As much as she hated it, she would have to team up. Jessica crumpled up the paper, and threw it away. Her countenance was thunderclouds, and Jessica was not going to be shy concerning how she was feeling. Her black tank top showed off her lean yet strong body, and her skinny jeans could have been painted on. She was not going to fight tonight, that was clear. Sure, it was probably going to be stupid, but the absolute least she could do was hear this woman, whoever she was, out. After all, what was the worst that could happen?

Jessica stepped out from the crowd. There was no fucking way that she was going to go through the locker room. After all, you get a bunch of heels together, there is a nontrivial chance that it was going to be a trap of some sort. So after watching the storm gather for a little bit, Jessica emerged, and walked the short distance to the ring. She slid in and rose.

"What flavor heel are you guys? Do we have a bratty one?" She asked sarcastically.

[winner3]

One by one, women kept arriving. As opposed to most of the ones who had arrived in the first batch, Helena, Jessica, even Eileen all looked and carried themselves like they had ulterior motives. Sandy was apprehensive. Normally she wouldn't bother humoring them this long. The possibility of being used as a tool to further their own goals and plans was simply too high. But she wasn't incapable of cooperation, evidenced by her finding a tag partner in fellow heel Lilliana Antiqua. Mutualism was still an option, even if most, if not all of these women had already begun plotting how they'd implement each other as pawns in their own games. Rather than jump right into throwing hands with the only member of the group she didn't like, The Giantess would continue trading verbal jabs by answering Wright's remark. At the end of the day, Sandy was still Sandy, if she wasn't going to directly kick off the full-on meltdown by throwing the first punch or hitting the first move, she'd try to incite some combustion of it with an unwelcome word or three.

"We do, as a matter a fact. This one's so bratty she made up a fake belt so that she could feel important." She'd say whilst looking in the violet-haired woman's direction and pointing to one Miss Kyoko Akan.

[Fairy Dragon]

In a matter of moments 3 went from 4 and 4 went to 6 as it seemed more and more girls showed up coming here like they had been attracted to the place. Which seemed to be Eileen's plan, She even recognized another one of them in Jessica, though it was another face she had never fought in a match. And once again it seemed Sandy was still trying to stir the pot something Kyoko was getting more then a little sick of.


"Didn't take you as someone desperate for friends Sandy, trying to appeal to Lillian and Jessica by making jabs at me? Of course any smart girl could tell your doing it cause your afraid of them something I can proudly say I'm not." Kyoko said looking at the other guests in question, namely Helena, the only one she had yet to address since she showed up. "Fortunately you haven't though thats because this bitch-" Kyoko said pointing to Eileen. "-Wont get to the damn point already. And everyone else is so intimidated by my presence they make light jabs at my success mocking my title despite the fact that ive proven myself in the ring time and time again."

[ADarlingDucky]

Snickering from her position in the circle of women, Lillian still relatively pissed to be here, but as the women in front of her seemingly began to take jabs at each other. But her smile faded as Kyoko brought her into this, insinuating that Sandy was kissing up to her, and more importantly, that she wasn't scared of Lillian!

"Excuse you? Listen bitch, I know that this may not make sense to somebody that's so desperate to look legit that she made her own belt, but I will knock you the fuck out. So unless you wanna be leaving here with a few less teeth, then I suggest shutting up." Lillian said angrily, before turning her attention now to Eileen.

"And now, you need to start fucking talking. Because if you don't, I'm going to take her stupid fake belt after she's out cold, and crack your stupid head with it.