The generic music of the show played; the LAW theme indicating whoever was coming out was not even provided the courtesy of their own theme music. No fancy lighting effects, pyro or graphics came up as Sandra Thomas meekly emerged through the curtain.
With a clear nervous demeanour, She careful stepped forward to become more visible. Sandra's breathing got a little faster already just being in this open arena surrounded by all these people... Her minuscule and basic wrestling attire clung awkwardly to Her body, clearly not fitting right but it seemed that would have to do. A deep inhale and exhale bounced Her chest and She began to walk down the ramp, nervously holding Her arm as She went.
The eyes of the audience were all over Her and while She was not foreign to the idea of being oggled for Her looks, it was moreso the actions within the ring that made Her nervous. Climbing onto the steps She walked along the apron and bent forward into the ring, Her feet stepping down onto the canvas causing an immediate bounce. Every rumbled of the planks underneath caused Her skin to crawl- the thought of the pain She would expect to endure since Her lack of ability would surely result in another loss tonight... But so was the life of a..
huh?
Eyeing Her opponent properly, Sandra couldn't help but notice How petite She was in comparison! Although that didn't dissuade Her from thinking She could still defeat the brunette easily; at least it would... maybe hurt a little less..? Sandra's thighs pressed together as a nervous reaction while She maintained a hard focus on Her opponent, perhaps it would keep Her mind off of the audience as She awaited the bell...
