Reina Rojo

Eva would walk into the room to find a cute looking woman in front of a white back drop. The woman looked friendly enough as she greeted her and asked the Phoenix to stand over here. Apparently management thought it’d be sexy to have her standing rather than to have a formal interview. This explained a lot since she was wearing less than a stripper at the moment. For now Eva would be professional and listen to the other woman. Standing in position with the underground belt hanging over her shoulder before being asked the first question.
“Welcome, Miss Rojo. How does it feel to be in a new league.” The woman asked off screen.
“Hello, it’s good to be here. But please…Miss Rojo was my mother’s name…call me Reina~” Eva would say, flirting a little with the woman as she asked to be called queen from her ring name, Reina Rojo. Causing the interviewer to blush a little, likely from the luchadoras lewd attire as well as with the flirting.
“Everything seems so much bigger here. The buildings, the rooms, the crowds, hehe…and even the completion. It feels daunting…but I love a good challenge and I’m glad I came here.” She continued to explain with a smile.
“I’m glad to hear that. It’s always good to see new competitors looking for challenges. You seem to have conquer plenty of challenges at your previous league…is that the title belt I see over your shoulder?” The woman asked her sounding intrigued.
“Yes yes. This was the championship belt from when I was wrestling in the underground. It might not be an active championship…but it’s a proud reminder of where I’ve been as I move forward into bigger and better things.” Eva would explain as she patted her (fake) gold belt. The league owner was too cheap and corrupt to use real gold after all.
So far Eva thought that the interview was going rather well. Believing she could handle things, the masked woman would lower her guard as she relaxed a bit. Despite not having any experience with interviews, maybe she had been nervous for nothing.
