The Bandits on the prowl!

[Lycanstar]

Nadia Carter had historically not been the best at making friends. It wasn't a particular shock to her- but still a bit inconvenient when a sparring partner is something you're looking for. The LAW facilities offered a full training and gym area- complete with practice rings and other areas for practising martial arts or... whatever the hell it is the "wrestlers" tend to do around here. But in Nadia's case, practising submissions meant she needed a sparring partner and with ongoing training still happening... well she may be waiting a good while.

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All geared up and sitting on a bench, she stared at the rabble practising their "Moves"; silently judging every single one and thinking she could do better or... would never do something like that at all. Well at some point somebody with half a brain has got to free up and give her a chance to get a few licks in.

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The way they stacked these production crates around were pretty convenient- lots of areas to sneak through and spy through without being seen. Slits between crates gave him a halfway decent look at the lone figure sitting on a bench- and plenty of opportunity to move in for the strike.

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A pair of white eyes could be seen from the other side- if one knew where to look. The Bandit squinted and made out the shape of Nadia's rear, sat right down on a bench only a few feet away- and perfectly alone for a hit and run. Getting yourself known around LAW was a particular challenge- it wasn't as if you were guaranteed a match whenever you wanted one. No, if Bandit wanted to get some action he would have to take it- and if he found the right sort of target to take down; well that would just be lovely to help boost his pedigree around here, wouldn't it?

Unfortunately he never bothered to learn how to ask- if he wanted his slice of the pie he would need to make a move and showcase his talents at swiping and surprise attacks! Maybe if Nadia stood up he could trip up her feet... the mask, could he swiped that before she had a chance to react? He always enjoyed collecting trinkets and prizes whenever he could...
"So many choices..."

[Tam]

Remi was on the prowl! Or at least that's what it looked like as she scurried around backstage. The rookie wrestler had yet to take a real tour of the LAW arena or facilities and was trying to get a feel for what she was working with. From the pyrotechnics, to the dressing rooms, gyms and the rings themselves, Remi was rummaging through it all. All the while she was planning just what kind of entrances she could make and where she could perhaps hide some creative props for if she really needed help during a match.

Sporting her black face paint "mask", and some shorts of the same color at least some of Remi would blend into the shadows. Her purple top and pale skin wasn't exactly helping the rest of her camouflage. Still, she tried to just be as inconspicuous as she could. While she totally was allowed everywhere, it still kind of felt like she was seeing some backstage magic that she shouldn't know about.

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Out of the corner of her eye, Remi spotted another figure hiding in the shadows. This one seemed to be a lot sneakier looking than her. And he had his eyes locked on...well something. Ever curious, Remi quietly made her way forward. Careful not to make a sound, she slipped into place behind him. She placed her head right by his shoulder and whispered, "Whatcha looking at? Got your eyes on something nice~?"

[Lycanstar]

Got it.

Sneak up from behind, grab the mask- then when she stands up to retaliate; grab the arms, slide under her legs and trip her up! Untie the wrist tape on her hand and trap her hands together between her legs... th-"Whatcha looking at? Got your eyes on something nice~?"

"WHO THE F-"
*BONK*

Bandit stood up in a panic- smacking the top of his head on the above shelving as without warning, somebody had slid behind him to speak right into his ear!

"S-SHIT!"
Stumbling back, Bandit tripped over his own feet but from his hunched position there was little ground to prepare! He took up the most defensive and meagre fighting stance he could before finally raising his head in the confusion to be met with...

"Um- c-can I fucking help you?" Crouched right next to where he was sat a woman with violet hair and a mask similar to his- her appearance definitely didn't qualify her as one of the brute types around LAW so her presence was... at least not catastrophically concerning. Perhaps the most concerning part besides trying to blow his cover though... was that look in her eyes.