Calm before another storm?

[Sigma Morgan]

Hazel stopped when Sheila elaborated further. "Already booking me for another huh?" Hazel thought to herself before taking a deep breath. The Scotswoman hadn't been in LAW as long as Sheila had, but in her mind, that didn't matter to her; Hazel had proved herself to be quite dominant in the ring. After beating Rylie, Hazel was quickly challenged by Hana, and now, before that match had even started, the winner was going to be facing Sheila, though for some reason the Aussie was positive it was going to be Hazel, not that the Scotswoman was going to give her any reason to think otherwise.

"I'm going to make you regret being the next in line" Hazel warned as she turned around and took a step towards Sheila. "Make sure you watch my match with Hana because the same thing is going to happen to you, and there is going to be no running away from this!" The Scotswoman warned aggressively, clearly a bit annoyed now.

[BlackAkuma]

Despite what it might’ve seemed like, Sheila actually liked Hazel a lot. Yeah, they’d just met, but she could already tell the woman had good spark, a lot of energy, wasn’t afraid to get her hands dirty, all the hallmarks of a good hardcore champion. If she didn’t have that belt, there was a good chance this would all be much more cordial.

But she was the champ, and that meant she had a bullseye on her back. It wasn’t anything personal, but Sheila was a hardcore wrestler, born and bred, and she couldn't very well call herself one if she didn't shoot her shot.

”Champ, I haven’t a regretted a goddamn thing in my entire life. Not about to start now.” She raised a glass her way and smiled. ”Last thing before you go, though - this match? Not gonna be a regular thing. Importing a little something we used to do back where I come from: A Chain Match. You and me, shackled up, wrist to wrist. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. Sound good?”[/colo]

[Sigma Morgan]

Hazel had mixed opinions on Sheila. They had very different personalities, Hazel's mostly reserved temperament and Sheila's louder and wilder one. It had been clear since both women had entered the bar. The Scotswoman also wasn't the biggest fan of Sheila just shoving herself in line before Hazel's upcoming match had even begun, not that it mattered, Hazel wasn't planning or even considering her first defense being her last.

Hazel wasn't exactly a hardcore match, she had a few here and there throughout her career, but for the foreseeable future, they were going to be her bread and butter, putting her body through hell week after week, but that was simply the job and prestige! Hazel let out a scoffing hum as Sheila explained the match that awaited her back in Japan and then teased her about running or hiding. "Hope you don't choke on your own leash" Hazel darkly joked before turning around.

"Enjoy the match tomorrow, You're not going to enjoy ours" Hazel warned as she walked away, leaving Sheila and the bar to rest and prepare for her match tomorrow.