The Thin line between practice and Pleasure

[king6y]

If anyone was looking for a quiet place to relax in LAW, the gym was certainly the last place on that list. Filled to the brim with an orchestra of sound, if anyone found a quiet spot in this place it'd be a miracle. But even with the hundreds of wrestlers and staff, that noise had to dim eventually. And as the sun began to set, so too did the cacophony until only a couple of people were left. One Reina Izara, and Katarzyna Zawiślak. Grunting and yelling as their powerful bodies crashed, bumped and ran across the ring, the two sparring partners seemed like they'd never run out of gas.

Reina Izara

And to Reina, that suited her just fine, day or night, shine or rain, if there was a even a smidgen of a chance to hone herself even more, she'd take it in a heartbeat. Especially if her sparring partner was Kate. With a cocky grin plastered over her sweat caked face, Reina's gilded eyes were glued to the purple haired veteran like a hawk stalking it's prey. Watching for every twitch and jerk to see where the striker would come from next. "hmph, we should spar more often." Reina huffed, brushing strand of matted hair from her forehead before continuing. "After all, it's not often I find a good partner. or at least, not one this skilled" She admitted, resting near the ropes while waiting for Kate's reply.