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There were few within LAW, or perhaps in wrestling altogether who would take place in the odd practice of wearing ones wrestling attire even when they had no intention of wrestling that day. Karen Starring was one such being, who despite having little intention of wrestling that day or even committing one of her now somewhat infamous and random attacks, was clad in her usual attire of tight fitting black bra and matching cargo pants.
Pacing the hallway with a bored expression equipped, the lack of action tonight of Ms. Starring had already gotten to the raven haired amazons nerves. Called into meet with the bureaucrats of wrestling as it were, likely in being sized up as a possible entrant into the upcoming Tokyo Brawl, Karen herself simply couldn't wait for such a boring day to be over.
Little did she know, that around the next corner of the hallway however, lay the only figure in LAW she had met prior to her joining.
And said prior meeting was an interesting one, to say the least.