Meeting of Leaders (For luncha_libre)

[Teenwrestler]

After forming the faction of " The Dominion", Trent Masters had a couple of interesting run-ins with a couple of highly talented wrestling individuals. He was looking to improve himself, his faction and was even on the look out to scout for any potential new member who would fit well in his faction. Nevertheless, he was always training hard in the LAW gym, in hopes to meet a good sparring partner, alley or friend. Today was no exception, the other two members of the Dominion took a day off but the leader, Trent Masters stuck to his schedule and was in the locker room, getting ready for a work-our or spar if possible. Having showered and being fresh, he slipped into his blue wrestling briefs with white padding and boots. "Alright, lets see what I can work with first" he said, packing away his gym bag in the locker and shutting it.

Spoiler

The Masterpiece would make his way out to the gym, to his disappointment there was not much action going on. The place was relatively quiet, save for a few individuals. Trent would shrug his shoulders and begin to work out on the bench press for a good 10 minutes before making his way to the punching bag, doing a couple of feigns in and grappling practice with it, looking to keep himself busy and work up a bit of a sweat for his daily work-out routine.

[Luncha_Libre]

Santa Tigresa’s day had started much too early. The luchadora found herself unable to sleep in, her mind racing with everything she had to do. Soon, she would be making her return to regular wrestling competition in Japan. This, after the final, absolutely crushing defeat she’d suffered from a long-standing rival … a defeat that had humiliated her so badly, Santa Tigresa couldn’t bring herself to come back to competing in her last Japanese promotion, or on the international stage at all. A defeat that still stung at her heart, nearly badly enough to have kept her from coming back to the ring at all …

Santa Tigresa shook her head, vigorously. She couldn’t dwell on such a thing now. For the sake of a younger generation of luchadoras, Santa Tigresa had agreed to come back to the ring. Finding a new promotion, setting up a new gym, there was a lot of work to do, and Santa Tigresa wouldn’t be up to doing that work if she didn’t have her mind set on her goals. Maybe, she told herself, it was time to hit the gym.

Spoiler

Santa Tigresa went down to the LAW gym, and changed into her ring gear and mask in the locker room. The luchadora wanted to train in her ring gear to see if it still fit, which it did. If barely, her generous curves straining the spandex even more than they usually did. La Santa pouted. Her mask, however, a mask fairly recognizable to any who followed lucha libre, she wore for another reason. She wanted her potential competition to know she was here, and to know that she was training. Whatever had happened in the past, Santa Tigresa was not backing down, not packing it in. Leaving the locker room with her head held high, La Santa walked out to the gym floor to stretch and prepare her body for a workout.

[Teenwrestler]

Having spent much of his earlier time on LAW in the gym and backstage area, Trent was quite familiar with the people backstage and those who were regular gym-goers in LAW. His faction and himself were not allowed to officially compete in the ring but soon, after LAW open doors to intergender matches, they now had the chance to make a name for themselves individually and for the Dominion. As Trent was busy in his own work-out, working up a light sheen of sweat that complimented his well-chiseled body, the Masterpiece did notice a rather prominent figure make her way into the gym room, as she started to begin her stretches in an open space of the gym before her real work-out would begin.

Trent immediately recognized the figure as the famous La Santa Tigresa IV. His serious expression turned into a smile as he grabbed a towel and approached her, this was the moment, these were the moments that Trent and the Dominion needed. If he could be in the company of such great wrestlers, he could surely improve himself and his group. He approached her from the front, while she was doing her stretches, "Hi...you're La Santa Tigresa right?" he smiled, wiping the sweat off his face and chest with the towel in his left hand before offering his right hand to her for a handshake.

"Its an honor to meet you. I didn't know you were part of LAW! This place just keeps surprising me" he said with a smile and a chuckle, happy to meet such a renowned wrestling figure.

[Luncha_Libre]

Santa Tigresa paid no one any mind as she began her stretching routine. The Tigresa wanted all of her thoughts to be focused on herself, on listening to her body. Where things ached, where the muscles had constricted since she’d last been in the ring. She felt a pang beneath the curve of her right ass cheek as she bent over to reach her toes. A twitch in her shoulder, which reminded her of the last hold that she’d been trapped in, which had halted her career for a spell …

“Que?” she said, initially, when a young man approached her. Santa Tigresa’s eyes opened wide beneath her mask as she took in the sight of him. The young man was chiseled, confident, clearly having enough time and resources that he could devote a significant portion of his time to the gym. He seemed pleasant enough, greeting her respectfully and calmly. However, Santa Tigresa knew all too well the dangers of letting her guard down in the locker room!

“I am, yes,” La Santa said. “Though I’ve yet to make my big debut. Just getting started in Japan, again. My team and I, that is.” The Tigresa stood up to her full height, shoulders back, presenting her body and casually showing off the power in her curvy build. She put one hand on her hip as she sized the young man up for a moment. Then, she reached out for a respectful handshake, saying, “I don’t believe we’ve met. Who might you be?”

[Teenwrestler]

While Santa paid no head to her surroundings, instead focusing simply on herself and her work-out, the Masterpiece would approach the much renowned Luchadora while she was in the middle of her stretching. Trent easily recognized her, even though she was far from being in her best shape and approached her for a respectful greeting. Tigresa initially was puzzled at the sight of the man, looking up towards her from her bent position, before acknowledging his presence as she rose to a straightened position. There, Trent saw the Tigresa in all her glory, the legendary beautiful luchadora right before his eyes.

Trent and Santa inspected each other, from head to toe. Trent knew she was an amazing wrestler and judging by Santa's gaze, she probably guessed Trent was a wrestler too. The Masterpiece nodded, "Oh yeah, that's right. Las Superstella's right? I heard you beat Blanco to be the leader of the group" he said with a chuckle. The two shook hands, "I'm sure you'll settle here quite easily. Ah, my apologize. My name is Trent Masters- I am the leader of the faction ' the Dominion' " he said proudly.

Trent would not want to interrupt her training regime though as he started to do some light stretches infront of her, hoping the two would continue their warm up while talking. He would stretch his arms and waist to the left and right as he did some basic stretching. Trent would ponder for a brief moment, "You know, I always did wanted to ask you- how did your match with Blanco go? How tough was he and how did you manage to win?" he said as he tried to strike up a conversation with someone who he respected as a wrestler alot.

[Luncha_Libre]

La Santa regarded the newcomer coolly. He had come up to her with the utmost respect and had earned at least some cursory courtesy for doing so. The Latina warrior respected that kind of manners. And beside that, he looked like a solid contender. Young, well built, lean. Confident, too, from the looks of him. La Santa had known many men like him, and a few that were a bit dangerous. If he was approaching her like this, however, maybe she could spare some time to speak to him. Besides, at the very least, his questions were interesting …

“Blanco was tough, yes,” Santa Tigresa admitted, rolling her arms around to keep her shoulders limber. She thrust her chest forward, as she let her shoulders roll in their joints. “I must admit, as a wrestler, he’s fairly innovative. I had to rely on being stronger than him, to win.

“It actually took a new move to put him down,” La Santa admitted, pondering. However, her chest swelled with pride at the memory of planting her boot across Blanco’s broad chest, while the referee held her arm up in victory. “Again, it relied on all my power, and my unwillingness to stay down. He could have put a lesser woman down many times in that match, but he simply wasn’t prepared to be facing La Tigresa. Blanco respected me more after that though, and the other girls were willing to follow my lead after that. Even though his woman still wants a piece of me for humiliating him, apparently. Not that I’m worried about some big-boobed jobber like Holly coming after me.”

The Tigresa took a wide stance, then reached high into the air. She stretched her body long and lean, watching Trent out of the corner of her eye. “So, tell me about the Dominion. And tell me … are you asking me all these questions to scout your competition?”

[Teenwrestler]

Trent had no intentions to agitate or annoy the woman before him. He knew her by name and face, as he had watched some of her matches. He really respected her way of wrestling and her approach against an opponent and would give her the utmost respect- even though she was a potential rival in the long run. He would keep his conversation civil, not wanting to bother her training regime, the Masterpiece would begin to do some light warm ups infront of her and she started to do the same, all the while the two conversed. Trent was interested to know how she became the leader of the group she was in, as it was Blanco who was running the show.

Santa seemed proud in her victory against the male wrestler, as she answered his question by explaining her victory over her fellow luchador. He seemed quite interested in the tale, really interested to hear how she beat Blanco. Santa explained it was her strength and determination that ultimately won her the match and Trent was not surprised by that, La Santa was indeed a strong and determined woman and Trent respected that. He would chuckle a bit at the thought of hearing Blanco's woman getting revenge on her for what she did to her man. As Santa continued her stretching, she would in turn ask Trent about his group and his intentions of his questions. "AH! The Dominion is a group started by me. My brother and a rookie wrestler are the only other members. I want us to grow together as wrestlers, help each other out before someday we will all have to go down our own path to be the best but for now, I think us three can help each other start the journey." he explained.

Trent would then laugh, "Ah nono, not scouting my competition really" he said waving his hand. "Oh, let me help you...." he said as he got in behind her and started to massage the back of her neck and her shoulder. Trent would then gently grab her by the side and help her stretch her body sideways to the left and to the right, helping her limber up. "You are strong Santa, I can see that. Oh by the way, the way I scout my competition is by having a match with them.....which is why...." he said, tapping her back before walking to her front.

"Santa Tigresa....I challenge you to a wrestling match. Right here, right now" he said.

[Luncha_Libre]

Santa Tigresa nodded in silence as she listened to Trent’s reply. He seemed like a decent sort, and not terribly manipulative. Santa Tigresa had relationships begin like this before, seemingly innocuously enough in the gym, then spiral horribly out of control. One such relationship was one that still left her reeling, even if she hadn’t seen the man in question in quite some time. Still, Trent had listened to her recounting Blanco’s defeat- and her disdain of Holly- rather intently, and so far he wasn’t prying for too many details. He didn’t try to poke the bear, or get too curious. Perhaps, the Tigresa thought, she could trust this newcomer.

Besides, she told herself, it sounded like what he was doing with The Dominion wasn’t too far from what she wanted to accomplish with Las Superestrellas. “It’s good to have help at the start of such a journey,” La Santa agreed. “That’s what I’m hoping for the girls in Las Superestrellas. Especially La Hija del Dragon and Silencia … I feel they might need it the most. They could be great, if they can learn to trust one another. Lucha Libre has been said to be a team sport, compared to professional wrestling in much of the rest of the world. It’s good that you boys have that.”

La Santa’s eyes widened beneath her mask as Trent massaged her shoulders. The luchadora would tense for a moment as Trent made contact with her. Her ample chest swelled against her ring gear as she took a deep breath, then tried to relax. Shoulder drooping, her belly expanding a little over the waistline of her briefs, La Santa told herself to relax. Trent had given her no reason to mistrust him just yet, having been a perfect gentleman and professional thus far. Perhaps he was just generally helpful. Then, of course, came the challenge.

Santa Tigresa leaned her head back and grinned. “Well, young man …” she started, looking him up and down. He was a fit young man, able-bodied. But how experienced was he? She’d beaten her share of men, but what surprises could this newcomer hold?

“I accept,” she said, finally. La Santa offered her hand to shake on it. “Find us a ring, and we’ll see what we can teach one another.” The Tigresa rolled her arms, feeling limber and ready to work. “Over there, I think. There should be some smaller practice rings down here that we can utilize for this. Now, hard hard are you expecting me to go, for this? I hope you won't think I'll go easy, for practice.”

[Teenwrestler]

Trent Masters would continue to show the utmost respect to La Santa Tigresa. He listened to her tale very carefully and noted the point about Holly. He figured it was a touchy subject and he really shouldn't go around digging into something that was not his business, after all, she was courteous enough to even tell him about her match with Blanco in the first place. In turn, Trent explained his own actions and why he was here on LAW and what his goals and ambitions were as the leader of the Dominion. La Santa would explain that her own goals with the Las Superestrellas was not too different from Trent's own vision with the Dominion, which made the leader of the blue brief team smile.

He would notice La Santa stretch out and decided to help her, massaging her shoulders. He didn't want her to feel threatened so he did it with the utmost care and gently but after that, he could not stop himself from challenging the legendary wrestler. He hoped she would accept and after putting it some thought, La Santa accepted. Trent was overjoyed, but he tried to remain calm as he shook her hand and nodded. "Right, lets go!" he said as he walked with her, still feeling quite nervous that this is actually happening.

Eventually, Santa found the pair a small sized ring and proposed they wrestled here, to which he readily accepted but to her next question....

"I accept you to go as hard as you can. I want you to wrestle me as if the championship was on the line, I want you to wrestle me as if this was your last wrestling match ever.....I want you to wrestle me as if its the leader of Las Superestrellas vs the leader of the Dominion" he smirked as he stood infront of her, eyeing her from head to toe before offering her a friendly smile, giving his clear intention of doing his best.

Trent would roll inside the ring and get up, doing some stretches and warmups in the middle of the ring, "How about we wrestle to a submissions only match? There's no referee here which can make pinning a problem, but I know we will respect the rules of pro wrestling so I propose a submissions match" he stated.

[Luncha_Libre]

Santa Tigresa rolled her arms when Trent was finished issuing his challenge. Thus far, the young man had sent up none of the red flags she usually saw from prospective male rivals. He’d been nothing but polite, respectful, and tactful in how he’d approached her and asked her questions. The masked Latina even found herself admiring Trent’s goals with his brothers in The Dominion, making her eager to see what he was working with at this point in his career. After all, if The Dominion and Las Superestrellas were going to be working in the same division of the same league, it was inevitable that they would come into conflict at some point. Better here than blindly stepping into the ring, perhaps. Or, worse, getting off to the wrong foot.

Santa Tigresa listened intently as Trent laid out his expectations for the match. It seemed he really wanted the full experience of wrestling Santa Tigresa. She almost would have thought he was being sarcastic, if it weren’t for the sincerity of his smile. The Tigresa smiled back, enjoying his enthusiasm. She watched him roll into the ring and followed along, stepping up to the apron.

“A submission match, eh?” Santa Tigresa said, head cocked to one side. “Hmm … that is a good contest of our respective skills, yes. Just don’t go thinking that our lack of a referee is something you can turn to your advantage!” Santa Tigresa waved her finger in a playfully warning gesture, hoping it would keep him from taking her too seriously.

“I accept your challenge,” Santa Tigresa said, stepping through the ring ropes. “Leader against leader, then. Good to see what my girls will be up against, here in LAW.” She watched him go through his warmups until it seemed the young man was settled in. The Tigresa had already had her chance to limber up, now her focus was on her young opponent. His build, his physicality, his lean musculature. Sizing him up, ready to see what she was in for.

“Ding ding!” La Santa said, using an ‘air quote’ gesture as she mimicked the bell. “To submission then, may the best wrestler win!” La Santa took a low stance, shifting side to side on her ample hips, ready to see what this young man would try to come at her with, first!