L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

It had been some time, well just a couple of days but it felt way too longer than it should for Neja. Finally, she had been booked for a match which was meant to be her debut in LAW, the amazonian beauty had already years of experience wrestling and fighting in general even before she moved to Japan, which she also had been doing pretty well for herself as she had participated in all manner of pro-wrestling leagues and federations. For her, LAW was another stepping stone in her fighting career. She had heard about LAW for some time but the topics she heard about it were the most dramatic and controversial surrounding the league, which didn't attrack Neja's attention, but which it DID attract it was hearing about all manner of strong competitors flocking to the Japanese league, that enough rose the Sri Lankan's curiosity enough to seek to sign up in LAW.

For her debut, Neja was pretty stern with the bookers. She wanted a challenge, to fight someone who knew what they were doing, not some amateur from god-knows-whre that the amazonian would crush within the first two minutes of the match. Neither someone who would be far outmatched by her in the weight department... what kind of challenge it would otherwise be? She DIDN'T need to prove herself, she had been doing it for years, what she hoped for was a fight that would make her blood pump. And if they didn't grant her that simple request, well... Neja was thinking of making short work of whoever they pit her against, making sure to absolutely crush her to set up an example as a future reference.

So with that in mind, Neja was surprised to find out that they had booked her in a double debut match. Yet while she didn't know personally who this "Joan" was, the bookers had reassured that her opponent had a year prior of experience wrestling in Europe and that LAW had reached out for her to join their league, so the Sri Lankan guessed that she would have some level of acceptable skill. "Very well. In that case, she'll do"

After Neja had finished dressing up in the locker room, her outfit mainly consisting of a ocean blue leotard that slightly exposed her toned midriff and abs, dark arm covers and matching boots. The amazonian beauty headed out to her designated spot in the gorilla position as she waited with some irritated taps of her foot to her cue to come in. It didn't take long until the announcer called out her theme and her entrance music began blasting through the speakers.

Outfit

With a sharp stride, Neja stepped down the hallway as the boisterous cheers and roars of the crowd came at her way. The amazonian beauty didn't pay them any mind, completely disregarding the fans as she stayed aloof, her feline eyes fixated on the apron of the ring ahead of her, feeling her massive breasts shook and jiggle within the tight-fitting fabric of her leotard with each of her steps. Yet not long after, the amazonian beauty stopped in her tracks as one member of the audience reached out his arm from the grades in hopes to get a handshake from her. Oh, the poor fool, Neja who glared at him dead in the eyes, threw daggers at him as her amber, feral eyes narrowed coldly while her lips curled down in an annoyed scowl. Inmediately after the eagger fan retracted his arm fearfully, stumbling an apology with quivering lips.

"Quiet" Neja assertively shut him down before turning her head dismissively, resuming her way to the squared circles as the cheers of the crowd faded out from the Sri Lankan glacial attitude. Soon after, Neja reached out the stairs of the ring as she climbed them before sliding her toned figure and long legs in between the ropes without any kind of fanfare, leisurely strutting out towards her corner as she would rest her back there, giving an impatient sight as she crossed up her arms almost in an irritated way, the soft flesh of her tits pushing upwards from the motion. Waiting eaggerly for her opponent to appear... so they could begin their long awaited fight at last!

After having acclimated herself to Japan and specifically Tokyo, Jeanne had taken her time to get used to her surroundings and even get in a good intense spar with one of her old rivals. It had served well to prepare Jeanne for tonight's match as she felt more ready then ever. She had been rather hands-off when it came to the booking of her match, she figured that the management of LAW would be able to provide her with a good opponent for her first match, and from the looks of it she would be facing off against the Silver Huntress - Neja Herath.

While she wasn't familiar with the woman, she had been told enough by management of what kind of a fighter she could expect. From what she had heard she was looking to be up for quite a battle. A fellow heavyweight and not only that, a fellow debutante to LAW. Jeanne was feeling rather excited as she finished dressing up in her locker room. The dark purple and yellow letoard hugged her body firmly and showed off her curves rather well, though despite not showing much in the way of her abs or cleavage, it showed just the outlines of her well sculpted musculature underneath the fabric. She wore matching elbow pads and wrist guards, and a pair of black and yellow boots with yellow knee pads. Though the most striking thing about this woman, besides her shapely figure was that purple hair with the incredibly long single braid.

Spoiler

Unlike her opponent, Jeanne didn't get to stay very long in the Gorilla position, as the second when she showed up her opponents music died down and the theme music of the British wrestler began to play out of the speakers! Jeanne would step out onto the ramp and she was given a warm welcome by LAW! She wasn't some fan favorite or anything, but for a newcomer she was greeted with cheers and roars by the crowd! Jeanne walked down them ramp and as she descended she was met with a few hands outstretched by the crowd, she gave a couple of handshakes and smiled at them...the closer she got to the ring the swifter the handshakes got until they turned into simple high-fives. The buxom Brit would ascend the steel steps and moved in through the ropes, where she would move up to the center of the ring and place her right arm across her chest, the heel of her fist pressed against the opposing shoulder as she bowed down slightly for the crowd as a knight should. The Crusader would then turn and look towards her opponent, and she would give her a soft smile.

Jeanne would back up to her corner and wait for the referee to call for the bell. Her eyes were fixed on Neja's impressive frame, she looked like she was going to be quite a tough challenge, though for a knight like her the best type of opponent was one who could allow Jeanne to fight tooth-and-nail. To show off all her skills and then some, both how much damage she could dish out and how much she could take. Truly if Neja's skills were as impressive as her physique then it would certainly be a fight to remember!