Tag Team Preparation

[Highfly]

Lauren was running herself and her top speed was hardly anything to brag about. She was never very fast and at her size no one was surprised. She kept going as best she could, slowing down as she continued. She ran but after a while she was visibly slower. She kept going and noticed Lev having an easier time than her. Maybe he had been in a ring before and was underselling his experience?

Lauren kept up until she was gassed and called for a stop. "All right..." She said taking deep breaths as she looked over at Lev. "Next we'll just grapple and work on hand placement, footwork, that type of thing." She said trying to recover.

[Over mainyu]

Lev was doing it wonderfully; there was almost no sign of fatigue, and he was building up excellent speed as he went. He was doing it much better than Lauren, who, due to her build and fighting style, wasn’t going to excel in an area like speed the way she did in strength or technique. Lev kept doing it for a while until his partner told him to stop. He did so immediately when he saw that she looked exhausted from running

He asked her to practice footwork, hand placement, and other technical movements like that. This made him happy, as he was talking about what the White Bishop loved most about wrestling besides storytelling. “Got it, Miss? Do you want us to practice holds like a ‘face lock’ or a choke like the ‘Guillotine,’ or if you want a transition hold like the ‘Electric Chair,’ or we could…” The epitome of elegance paused when she noticed how excited he’d become. “…I’m sorry, I just get really excited about these things,” he said in a softer, somewhat shy tone.