Izzy had thoroughly prepared herself for the upcoming match she had tonight, not only was it an important tournament match but it would also be her debut in LAW. The redhead had wrestled in multiple promotions in the past, but in the rare occasions she competed somewhere as big as LAW it was usually a humiliating or hard time for her, and even if it had been a long time since her last appearance in such a promotion and she had trained consistently since then she was still very afraid of embarrassing herself on the big stage. However the hardworking farmer would be able to suppress her nervousness fairly easily as she stood in front of the mirror backstage, making the most serious face she could even if it did often shift into an excited smile or a nervous slight frown.
" Guess it's time..." Izzy would say to her reflection, giving it one last bright smile as if to reassure herself that everything would be alright if she just went out there and gave it her best effort.
With that Izzy would hear her opponent's theme music ending, and would be prompted to make her appearance, a warm smile but also weary eyes both overtaking her forced serious expression as she paced towards the enterence to the ramp, hearing the general buzz of the crowd as she did so. With all the previous nervousness, excitement and preparation over Izzy would find the resolve to go do her job properly, suppressing her cautious gaze somewhat and willing her smile to grow even more adorable and inviting as she appeared before the crowd. Izzy would be wearing a pretty simplistic and tribal inspired attire, wearing short brown tights that barely reached her thighs and then having two layers atop her tights, one being an orange short skirt and the other being a far longer brown fur coat for her lower body, descending far down the back but doing precious little to cover her front. Then on her upper body Izzy would have a simple pink sport's bra and some blue bracelets on each wrist that moved freely up and down her arms as she walked.
As soon as Izzy was within the crowd's line of sight atop the ramp she would wave with both arms to the fans, channelling her nervousness into pure enthusiasm as she yelled something which would likely be in comprehensive to most the crowd members and that even Izzy likely wouldn't remember. The Wild wrestler would then run down one side of the ramp, high fiving all the fans on that row as she did so until she reached the barricade, which Izzy would immediately Scale as she yelled greetings and pleasantries to the fans, with some fans returning the favour and some grasping her outstretched arms as she lowered them towards the crowd. After a moment of exciting the crowd Izzy would leap backwards off the barricade, turning on the spot upon landing and turning her attention to her opponent and the ring, quickly jogging towards the ring and skillfully sliding under the bottom rope, before then pushing off the mat to transition first into a crouching position and then a standing one as she approached her opponent with a quick pace. For a moment Izzy would just pause in front of Summer though, realising that in her quick approach she had forgotten to get a mic and not even considered how she was going to greet her opponent.
Luckily it seemed Summer had acquired a mic, which was a great relief to the redhead. As if oblivious to the fact that she was going to be roughly clashing with the woman soon enough Izzy would gently hold her opponent's hand which had the mic in both of her own warm hands, smiling at Summer as she then slowly pulled her hands back and tried to take the mic from her opponent's hand as she did so.
" Hey!" Izzy would yell, before then taking a pause that was obviously just her trying to consider what she should say next.
" It's nice to meet you!" Izzy would almost yell into the mic as she smiled at Summer, before then turning her attention to the crowd as she continued to speak.
" And you! Thank you for letting me wrestle before you all today. " Izzy would say, formally thanking the crowd before then turning back to her opponent and speaking yet again, her speech patterns and sudden body movements seemingly competing to see which could be more frantic and unpredictable.
" I'm Izzy!" The farmer would announce to her opponent and by extension the crowd, but then seeming lost immediately after as she had ran out of things to say. Izzy would look at Summer first as if seeking her help, before then staring down at the mic she was holding and then quickly trying to place it back into her opponent's hands again to break the slightly awkward moment.
