*While silently brooding in her designated corner, she watched with a contained interest as her foe, who she would address from this point on as the impostor, made her grandiose entrance. It was genuinely frustrating to witness her attempt to outdo her right out of the gate, but Bianca's confidence refused to abandon her- After all, The Queen Bee was a gargantuan being to behold, and compared side by side to this slender little thing, she could easily crush her without breaking a solitary sweat. She decided to bide her time, and waited for the precise moment to strike.*
*Shockingly enough, it appeared as though her opponent was attempting to be as cordial as she possibly could. However,her pathetic facade would go unrequited, as Bianca calmly shook her head from side to side.*
"Oh no, we're not sharing pleasantries. I'm going to cherish slamming that diminutive frame of yours all across the four corners of this arena." *However, before she had the opportunity to begin, it appeared as though the cunning proxy went to drop The Bee to her level with a massive blow to her honeycomb!*
*However, as confident as her adversary presented herself to be, The Queenpin of law wasn't renowned for her lethargy- She had a strict regiment that included agility workouts with none other than The Fashion Assassin herself, and a limp kick by someone half her size wasn't adequate enough to make her hesitate. Hopping backwards, Bianca shifted her weight sideways before rotating her legs, smacking the smaller woman with a furious kick to her skull!*
"I don't think so, you detestable little cur!"