L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Sheila's last words in the ring played in the back of Elinor's mind on repeat. "I'm going to pay you back for this." Yeah, she figured. Both of them were itching to fill in that part of them that was left unsatisfied with the match's outcome. Elinor's needed to restore her pride and ambition, and Sheila, well, she needed vengeance. Elinor would have considered it a noble cause had it been any other bitch.

"I'm not sorry I met you Sheila" Elinor lowered her head with a sigh. "I'm sorry I didn't finish you off for good in that ring when I still had the chance" she growled, lifting her gaze to finally match Sheila's blue eyes. Her fists were clenched by her side, just praying for a fight. Sheila's muscles shone with the same anticipation. The distant rumble of footsteps could be heard climbing up hallway stairs. Ah, the cavalry was here.

"Hentai and hardcore..." Elinor repeated the stipulations out-loud, her tone resuming it's distinctive, cold pitch. "So you reeeally want me to fuck you up, huh? My pleasure" She brushed her lavender hair off to the side, switching occasional glances with her friend still in her rival's grasp. "You know, there're easier ways of arranging a match than... what you just did" She nodded her heads towards Heidi.

"Believe me, you fucked up bitch! Nobody comes into MY building and touches MY HEI..." Elinor was moving closer again, her fists just begging to pound into Sheila's smug face before stopping again. There just wasn't any point, not right now anyways. "We got a match. Just... just let her go. Let's save it for the room. It'll be the last one you'll ever walk into again, I promise"

Finally security barreled into the open room, half a dozen burly men ready to rumble with the intruder, but they were swiftly stopped by Elinor's outstretched hand. "Wait! She was just leaving..." Elinor said calmly.

God, it felt good to say all this out loud. Sheila had been stewing for the past month, trying to come up with the perfect match to get Elinor in, and she’d gone through so many variations that she couldn't keep count. They’d started with a hardcore match, which meant the bar was already set high, so she had to think of something to bring it to the next level. It would have to be another hardcore match, that was clear, but after the way the last one ended, it wouldn’t just be enough to beat this woman. No, the scales had to be evened on a molecular level, had to do unto Elinor as she’d done unto her.

Not an I Quit match, not a street fight. She wanted privacy, and she didn’t want the referee to stop her, and she wanted to get back everything that Elinor had taken. She couldn't imagine a better setting, and judging from the reaction she got, the German agreed.

”Easier? Yeah. This was way more fun, though.” She adjusted her grip on Heidi once more. The woman wasn’t heavy, but this was a lot of weight to just be carrying around all casual-like, and her arm was growing tired. Distracted as she was, though, she hadn't missed Elinor’s little slip up in there, and it brought her gaze back down to the sleeping beauty in her arms. Things were making more sense, now.

She didn’t say anything at first, just looking between them with some dawning realization, before she brought Heidi down to the floor. Nice and slow, a peaceful rest. ”Doesn’t know, does she?”

Sheila spoke those words low, just something for the two of them, before she popped up with her arms wide, ready to be hauled off by security. To her surprise, though, that wasn’t on the menu today - Elinor was giving her a pass. She’d have to sample Tokyo’s jails another day.

”Deal’s done, then. See you in hell, Ellie.” Business concluded, message sent. Sheila gave a little curtsy with her jacket, then turned on her heel and walked past the guard, bumping shoulders with the last one on her way out. She moved with some pep in her step - after all, she had a lot to do. Speak with booking, get the match setup, see if her mates back home could send her a new outfit…

It was an open secret that Elinor enjoyed psychologically toying with her rivals. It wasn't usually out of personal spite or malice, but simply another weapon at her disposal to dismantle opponents and business rivals alike. But to have the same thing done to her, to see someone she cared about hurt and in danger... that shook her mind more than any punch Sheila could have thrown.

Elinor was glad Sheila had challenged her to such an intense match type. She knew that the two of them were so pent up that they were bound to meet again sooner or later, but the fact that the Australian picked a match that would allow Elinor to fuck her up beyond repair was almost too perfect. And to think this bitch actually though all of this was fun.

Whether deliberately or not, Sheila was willing to hurt the ones Elinor loved to get at her. Even the German wasn't sure if she was capable of stooping that low. She couldn't even bare to look at her rival as she waltzed out of the room all dainty-like. Her eyes were still glued to Heidi, gently placed to rest on the cool floor. As soon as Sheila was out of sight, Elinor rushed to her assistant's side, bending down on one knee and cradling the young woman's head between her arms. "Heidi... Heidi! Wake up!" Elinor demanded, the desperation in her voice more than obvious.

Even in the depths of unconsciousness, Heidi was privy to her boss's orders. Her eyelids slowly creeped upwards, before fluttering wide open and revealing their signature blue expanse. Elinor gasped a loud sight of relief, followed by an uncharacteristic laugh as she hugged Heidi tight against her chest. "Heidi! Are you alright? I thought...I was so... Ahem" Uh oh, Heidi was smiling. The young secretary had never seen her boss so fond!

"Wipe that grin off your face! In case you haven't notice, the woman who just assaulted you challenged me to another match. Now if you're done with your little nap, I'd appreciate it if you get back to work!" Elinor bellowed, quickly picking herself up and dusting herself off.

"Uhh-yes, right away Ms. Klü... Elinor" Heidi giggled. With a scoff, Elinor immediately stormed back to her desk, her head swiveling with whiplash speed so as to obscure the blush forming on her face. Unfortunately for her, Heidi still caught a glimpse of her rosy hue.


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