Agnes
Odette
"I think it looks excellent on you!" Agnes sighed with relief. She had spent a long time debating on the tailoring of her proposed wrestling attire. "It especially does a great job emphasising those incredible breasts of yours!"
"O-Odette!!" Agnes' face lit up pink, instinctively covering her chest. "P-Please, I wasn't thinking about that!" Although clearly someone had been, with the way the outfit emphasised certain features and aspects of her body. "I just...wanted something practical! I couldn't possible go with some of the naughtier stuff Renne was recommending I wear!" Heaps and heaps of French laced costumes that seemed less appropriate for the ring and more suitable for a saucy burlesque show, or a seductive night in the bedroom. Agnes was pretty sure her best friend had even worn some of the outfits she had been suggesting to her own matches.
"Sounds about right for our class president. Gotta say, I was surprised when you called me about your decision. Was it her that made you want to take up pro wrestling?"
"...Partly." Agnes admitted with a shy nod. "I...felt it might help expand my worldview. Meeting people who weren't like my dad, you know?"
"Hey, you don't have to justify your choices to me!" Odette insisted. "'Sides, you know I'll always be in your corner! How many girls would fly across continents to cheer and support her friend while she made her debut in the ring? You'll knock both the crowd and your opponent dead out there!" She leapt in for a hug, pressing her cheek up close to the flustered blonde's own. "Whoever the poor sap that has to face you is! Now c'mon, no time like the present! Everyone is waiting out there!"
"R-Right!" With her friend opening the door from the locker room to the school's hallway, Agnes followed through. Students and fans lined the halls, watching her closely as she did her best to continue looking forward. A high school was a certainly an unusual choice for a wrestling match. She had been informed that the promoters were trying a new sort of gimmick, part of a lure to hook younger audience members into the wrestling scene. That were strictly of age, of course. Odette followed behind her, patting her friend on the shoulder with silent reassurance. "Don't worry. You've got this." It was a comfort to have her here, even if Renne couldn't make it.
The route led to a classroom where the desks and the chairs had all been stacked aside. In the middle of the academic setting was a wrestling ring, set up purely for this occasion as her music blared from speakers on the walls. An enormous chalkboard at the very front of the classroom, conspicuously clear of any words, numbers or symbols. Agnes waved politely to everyone in attendance as Odette joined the crowd, the blonde doing a courteous lap of the ring before ascending the steel steps and delicately slipping through the ropes. Once inside, she leaned her head forward in a bow to the crowd who had come to watch her today, before backing up to her corner and waiting to see who was going to be her first opponent in her new career...
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