The First, and Maybe Last, AFW Karaoke Night! (Open RP)

"Perish the thought." Carmen tossed a nut in the air and caught it in her mouth, chomping away at it. "I have nothing but the purest intentions." She tossed up another one, scored with that one, too. "I mean, I might wear tighter jeans than usual, cut off at mid-thought, maybe break out that little red sports bra that I never got around to wearing because I thought they were a little too tight in the back, but that'll just be for the spar. Nothing at all untoward going on, with the likely sweaty wrestling star in my apartment." She threw up another nut, and...caught it! She was actually getting pretty good at this.

"Besides, how do I know you won't make any moves on me? I'm such a newbie wrestler, still learning the ropes, there's no telling what you could get me to do." She propped her elbow on the table and slid her foot along Angel's calf on the sly.

"Mm..." Angel leaned back, folding her arms behind her head as she let her eyes trace over Carmen as she listened to the woman speak.

"You really think I'd be so bold as to make moves on a woman like you?" she asked innocently, her eyes flitting up each time Carmen tossed up a nut, watching her catch them one by one. "I mean, it's not like I would wear that one sports bra I got a while back that was a bit too tight in the front, or those gym shorts that were just a little bit too short."

She gave Carmen something of an innocent shrug, letting her leg slide back against the woman's foot. "Don't kid yourself, though. You might be a newbie wrestler, but you're a skilled boxer, right? I might be to afraid to try anything with you. In fact, I'm pretty sure I would be too scared, too scared to try and wrap you up in my legs, squeezing you nice and tight as I try to put the moves on you..." She shook her head, letting out a playful sigh. "No, chica. I don't think I'll be trying anything like that at all..."

All the sudden Carmen felt a bit like she was a teenager again, flirting with that sweet girl from Sunday school, trying to sneak all sort of innuendo past their parents while they talked after church. Angel was just such an unbelievably sexy woman, it was hard to believe she'd even Carmen the time of day, much less entertain any idea of...anything. She kept it cool on the outside, but inside she was sweating for so many reasons it was crazy.

Keep it cool, keep it cool. No reason to be dramatic. Angel was human. She put her pants on one leg at a time, like everyone else...she just looked hotter doing it than most people.

That last line about her legs was enough fodder to last Carmen for a long time, and she would have gladly spent the rest of the night flirting away with Angel while she felt those legs under the table...but she didn't have all night, did she? "I look forward to an incredibly boring, not at all erotic meeting at my apartment, then." She licked her lips, before checking the time. Yeah, it was getting there. "Speaking of boxing, though, I've got a big bout in a week, and my training's getting bumped up - I got to be up by seven. So I'm out for the night, ladies." She gave them all a wave as she slid out of the seat and stood up, holding out her hand to Angel. "See me to the door?"

Angel watched Carmen as she rose up out of the seat, taking another moment to admire the woman's body. "Leaving so soon, chica?" She teased, adding a slight tsk at the end of her question. "What a pity. Guess the rest of us will just have to enjoy the rest of the night without you, then."

She gladly took Carmen's hand though, letting the boxer help her up out of her seat. "Sure thing, chica," she answered, flashing her a quick wink as she rose up off the couch. She turned to the rest of the group, looking over Tiffany, Ace, and Reika, and giving each of them a grin as well. "Keep my seat warm, ladies. I'll be right back." She then looked back at Carmen, giving her hand a slight little squeeze. "Shall we, then?"

"I'm sure you'll get by, somehow." She took Angel's hand in her own. Strong, yet supple. Delicate, yet resilient. They were an odd little contrast to Carmen's own fists, scarred and worn after years and years of abuse, with many more years left to take. If there was any femininity in her fingers, it was buried deep. "We shall. Later, all."

She started to lead Angel away as they made the short walk to the door. "I just wanted to, ah...thank you." Now that she was away from the other, she was starting to come down from her high a bit and the nervousness was starting to creep in. "I don't get out too much and do things like this, but you made it a lot easier than I would have thought." She stopped at the door, turning Angel's way and cupping the champion's hand between her palm. "It was nice, talking with you like that. Thanks. I needed this."

Angel smiled at Carmen's words, as they headed towards the door, slipping back into her native tongue. This was a private conversation, after all, and it figured it would be easier for Carmen like this. <You? Acting nervous?> she asked, just a hint of amusement in her voice. <I gotta say, Carmen, I never would have expected it from a woman like you.> She faced Carmen, smiling right at her, lifting up her other hand to cup the boxer's in return. <No need to thank me. Really. I'm just doing what I do, you know?> She tilted her head towards Carmen, letting her smile turn into more of a grin. <Anytime you want to come out like this, just let me know. I need to build up more of a social life anyway!>

She paused for a moment, then grinned a little bit wider. <Just promise me something though, alright? Just one tiny little thing?>

Her talking native did help Carmen get back some ease, and it wasn't just the sultry tone, either. The girl seemed genuinely nice, and even Carmen knew that wasn't common enough in the wrestling business. <"Yeah, it's my little secret. I get awkward around incredibly strong, alluring women. Can't help myself."> She looked down, enjoying the feel for a moment and savoring that smile of hers, somehow friendly and devastatingly hot at the same time.

<"Sure."> She agreed without a second thought. <"You name it.>

Angel's words were short and simple, her grin never leaving her face.

<Promise me your food is going to live up to the hype, girl! I'm still over here salivating over the thought, damn! You've got me as hungry as hell for it!>

Carmen just burst out laughing at running a hand through her hair as stepped back and reluctantly pulled away, pulling her arm up as she went.<"That I can promise. The best deserve only the best.">

She planted a kiss on the back of Angel's hand and finally let it go, as she slipped through the door. <"Until then, Earth Angel.">

Angel laughed back at Carmen, shaking her head as she watched the woman go, taking just a brief moment to glance down at her bottom. She hadn't yet seen Carmen from behind, after all, and she wanted to complete the full image of her before her fellow Latina left. <Later, Carmen,> she waved, turning away from the door once she was gone and heading back to the rest of the group.

When she arrived back at the table, she slipped onto the couch beside of Tiffany, slipping an arm around the blonde with a grin. "Did I miss anything while I was gone?"