L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Match Rules: Fight takes place in a giant floating sauna bathhouse with a wrestling ring inside of it with an open field of water outside of the location. To win you must make your opponent submit and then toss them into the water outside. Loser becomes a POW.

Ryan Knight was never one to turn down a bout regardless of the parameters, the Paragon had many opinions said about him but not refusing a match was one that all would most certainly agree upon........Even if the offer was so out there it might make someone raise an eyebrow and this one was out there. He had no idea of who his opponent was, that was often the case.

But the location and the rules were wild to say the least. Still Ryan never turned down a bout, already he had parked his motorbike at a parking lot near the floating sauna perched near a beach. The sun was coming out now and the Paragon walked down a big wooden plank to get to the sauna, even at the entrance he could feel the warmth.....

He stepped into a changing room booth at the side, out came Ryan in a pair of black swim trunks ready for it. The sauna place was massive! There was a wrestling ring nearby and several booths for sitting in, as well as a massive showering area it seemed. Ryan grabbed a nearby bucket of water and dunked it over himself just to take the heat better before making his way to the showering area.

Elvira Velour was going into this After Dark match with more anticipation than normal. It had been only a few days since it had been arranged, and only slightly longer since she'd happened upon a sparring session that her opponent was involved in. Sir Ryan Knight. She liked the sound of that.

There wasn't much that she knew about him, and her week thus far had largely prevented her from looking into him. Eventually, she decided to, as more religious people than her would say, "let Jesus take the wheel". Live a little dangerously with this Prisoner of War stipulation. It wasn't her idea, but she figured she wouldn't mind being on either side of the deal.

Ryan had the look of a hard man, with a storied past. But the fact that he was signed onto the Moonlight brand suggested that he wasn't one of those nutbars that LAW regularly employs. Or at least that he wasn't garden variety, store brand. Alix was thorough about her recruitment process, but it was inevitable: A snake or two will be slipping through, eventually.

But she'll be keeping an eye out where she can.

For the moment, however, she was enjoying the accommodations. They were in Cologne, Germany. Her motherland. And in the largest floating sauna known to man. It was practically a miniature island, and worth quite a few pretty pennies, she was sure. What with the wrestling ring inside of a chamber that would replicate the heat of a sauna, and all. She was looking forward to testing out this new invention. Or at least, it was new to her.

But first,

. A co-ed shower; she was expecting Mr. Knight to show up any minute now. And in the meantime, she kept herself entertained with

.

"♩Starrrs shining bright abooove youuu,
Niiight breezes seem to whisper "I love you".
Birrrds singing in the sycamore treeee...

Dream A Little Dream of Me...

Sayyyy nighty-night and kiss meee
Just hold me tight and tell mee you'll miss me,
While I'm alone and blue as can beee...

Dream A Little Dream of Me...♩"

Okay Ryan was thinking he could do with a nice good pre match wash for himself, then he could relax in this sauna until his opponent arrived. The Paragon figured he could do with a nice little bit of rnr in this very, very fancy establishment and let his opponent too if they wished. However Ryan's ears perked up on something, losing an eye did that to you and this place probably had some nice accoustics were it not for the massive amounts of heat and water all over the place. As he came towards the shower area he heard a song being sung by the voice of a lady that knew exactly how to sing. The Paragon knew the song too, not from that netflix show that started great but got crap at the end. No his mother sung it sometimes while cooking.

It had to be his opponent for sure. Ryan stood where he was, he couldn't see her yet but he'd cut into the song and said aloud

"Starrrrrs fading but I linger on dear.
Stillllll craving your kiss.

Now I'm longinnnng to linger till dawn dear.
Juuuuust saying this
Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you.
Sweet dreams that leave all the worries behind you.

Butttt in your dreams whatever they may be.
Dream a little dream of me...."

Ryan turned into the showers as he said the last part and saw a woman, naked and showering. At this Ryan promptly turned around and walked to the opposite one, his eye widened and the shower set to the coldest temperature possible. "I-I'm so sorry! I-I should have asked first before entering, I'll just shower here. Y-You must be my opponent for today I take it? I'm Ryan Knight, a-at your service." he stammered out, all Ryan could think was how he was 'real smooth' at this point!

"♩Starrrrrs fading but I linger on dear...♩"

"♩Oh, how you linger ooon...♩"

Elvira wouldn't miss a beat, even as she perked up in the shower, eyes instinctively turning in the direction that masculine voice came from. He wasn't where she could see him just yet, but he didn't need to be.

"♩Stillllll craving your kiss.♩"

"♩How you crave my kiiiss...!♩"

"♩Now I'm longinnnng to linger till dawn dear.
Juuuuust saying this...♩"

"♩Gimme a little kiss...♩"

Now this was refreshing! Even more than the shower. A studly young man who can carry a tune, and knew a classic? Most likely because of some TV show, but so long as he knew it...

And he did. His timing betrayed a deep familiarity with the song; waiting out her beat of scatting, then joining with her, with the sort of cohesion that one would expect from a musical...

"♩Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you. Sweet dreams that leave all the worries behind you. Butttt in your dreams whatever they may be. Dream a little dream of me...♩"/"♩Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you. Sweet dreams that leave all the worries behind you. Butttt in your dreams whatever they may be. Dream a little dream of me...♩"

Even with the acoustics in this space, Elvira was so tuned in to Ryan's voice that she was able to track him as he drew closer. Until finally, he was there. Just a few feet behind her. With a light in her eyes and her lips curving into a playful smirk, she turned. Just enough for them to lock eyes. For the most part, she would have her back to him, still. One finely sculpted arm draped across her breasts to preserve a little modesty.

She had a teasing remark prepared. Something about the impatience of young men. Surely he could wait until they were in a proper body of water before he tried to get a show?

But he was already whirling into a one-eighty, stammering through an apology as he stepped into a separate shower. And introduced himself.

Ryan Knight. At her service.

A funny thing to say, with the stakes in their coming contest. She had a quick chuckle to herself.

"It's nice to see that chivalry hasn't bowed all the way out." A rather hypocritical statement, as she wouldn't extend to him the same courtesy that he'd given her. He was a six foot tall, two hundred and ten pound slab of prime beef. How could she not look? Especially now that the water is flowing all over of those muscles. Wetting his hair. His trunks, forming mouthwatering contours...The man doesn't neglect his squats. Nice.

Elvira would eventually turn back to her own shower. Eventually.

"A pleasure to meet a man who can carry a tune, Mr. Knight. Is that your real name?"

Okay that was reeeeeallllllll smooth of the Paragon there, he was peeping and Florence would no doubt chide him for that. Still the brief glance he got told him his opponent was about his height, rare that. And also on the mature side, which also was rare. And hot, no he couldn't think like that right now he had to get out of the gutter! For now at least. Currently Ryan washed his body and heard her voice, still she didn't seem angry with him and in fact they kinda sang quite well together. That little realisation brought a smile to his face at least. Plus that bit of praise too, okay Ryan was blushing slightly. He was glad his broad shoulders hid his face well for that.

"Well got to respect someone's privacy, I would request you don't wrestle in the nude if that's okay too. C-Can't give you my best if I lose focus....." Ryan said he washed his hair and then said "Ah I can't sing well but I loved that one, Ella Fitzgerald if I remember correctly? Yes I am Ryan Knight, least it says so on my passport and other offical documents last I checked." okay he was flustered but he could be a bit snarky too!

After Ryan considered himself rinsed for the trials to come he'd make his way to that wrestling ring and offer to open the ropes for his opponent as he sat on the middle one, with this close proximity that would surely ensue though Ryan could look properly at his opponent and then put two and two together as his jaw dropped. "W-Wait a second.....y-your Elvira Velour?! I-I was such a fan of yours growing up I....wow....." he stammered out and in that instant he felt himself at a complete loss for words......

No wrestling in the nude?

"Aww!" Elvira gave an audible pout. "There goes my strategy." She was going to have some fun with this one: Built so finely. Well-mannered. A touch of shyness? She was thinking "mama's boy".

Ella Fitzgerald. He knew both the song and the name of the incredible woman who provides its voice.

"Knows his classics, and he's witty too! Now I'm intrigued, Mr. Knight; how many more surprises do you have squirrelled away? I wonder."

After stepping out of the shower and drying off, Elvira would don

. Adorned with sparkling sequins, only just keeping her curves contained up top and barely covering her most delicate spot at the bottom. it was a daring, dangerous sort of flashy, the kind that projects the threat of revealing too much with one good tug. Or even coming undone altogether.

The sight she was met with when she arrived at their

broadened her smile. Ryan was already waiting, even holding the ropes open for her.

It got even better from there as she was bending through the ropes, allowing the nice young man a view of her valley of cleavage. Surprisingly, his eyes still spent enough time on her face for him to be able to recognize her.

"W-Wait a second.....y-you're Elvira Velour?!"

"Yes, I am."

She wanted to mirror his earlier line about documentation, but that wouldn't have been the truth.

"I-I was such a fan of yours growing up! I....wow....."

"I'm flattered to have such a nice young man as a fan."

Stepping into the ring, Elvira would reach out and trace a finger along Ryan's jaw. A soft touch -- just enough to be undeniable -- that ended at his chin, coupled with one of her sweetest smiles before she turned to step towards the ring's center, adding just a little extra swing to her hips.

Wanting to see if she could bust him this time, she turned to face him the moment she was in position. Either way, her next words would be the same.

"All the better to share a ring with."