Adrian Kytes Vs. Taylor Parker: Contract Signing!

In between matches, the AFW ring was given a stylish makeover in preparation for the next event. Summer Splash was approaching and the first match announced for the card was now going to be the first match officially booked! The ring was covered with black and a table and two plush chairs were brought in and set up in the middle of the ring.

Once the crowd got a moment to see the ring, the lights dimmed momentarily and music began to play. [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kiaL1pHsd90:2ebk6312]"Control"[/url:2ebk6312] Echoed through the arena and it was followed by the graceful steps of the Friction General Manager, Lukretia Von Creuzfeldt. Boos rained down upon her as she stepped down the ramp. She was clad in a stunning red dress that hugged her curves but did not flaunt hardly any cleavage.

In tow was the Assistant tot he Chief of Talent relations, Mercy Wrenn. She held a binder in her arms and meekly followed behind Lukretia. She was here to represent the interest of the Chief of Talent Relations, as well as for her expertise in contract negotiations. She couldn't believe how much Lukretia was booed, but it didn't seem to affect the German domme one bit.

Lukretia stepped up the chrome steps and slid into the ring. She was handed a microphone while Mercy set the binder down and pulled a very fancy pen from her pocket and set it down as well.

Lukretia cleared her thorat. "Ladies und gentlemen. Vilkommen. I hope you are enjoying your evening." She said in an elegant tone as the crowd continued to boo her. "I do so like to keep things official. No doubt you have seen ze interview zat has lead up to zis moment but ze time has come for a bit of action. Pleae allow me to introduce to you, Taylor Parker und Adrian Kytes. A contract has been drawn up. Ze terms of ze fight vill be best two of three falls. A magnificent vay to tell who is ze superior voman." Lukretia nodded. "However, zese two have been at odds for quite some time. I believe zere is more to it zan a simple match."

Lukretia tilted her head. "Especially since both parties seem to be taking zis match especially serious. But, before i continue, let us introduce ze competitors." Lukretia said and turned her head towards the entrance ramp, guiding her hand out as well.

[url=http://youtu.be/6qz_iKTv214:31uvusxc]Taylor's music[/url:31uvusxc] signaled her arrival, and as she bounded into view she was met with cheers from the enthusiastic crowd. She skipped to the top of the entrance ramp and struck a pose, standing tall and proud with her shoulders back and her feet apart, and as she raised her arms out to her sides she flashed a killer grin.

She wore a pair of skin tight jeans with the knees mostly shredded and red, scuffed Chuck Taylors. She paused to make a show of zipping up her black hoodie over her tank top so that the picture on the front became visible. It had the words "DON'T CRY ADRIAN" in big letters, with a surprisingly detailed crayon drawing of a nerdy brunette with thick glasses and tears falling down from her face. Taylor took off down the ramp and entered the ring the usual way, one jump to the apron, and another to vault over the top rope.

She took a quick lap around the ring and winked at Mercy. She took a slight detour from her circle to make sure she bumped into Lukretia's shoulder. Nevermind if the statuesque beauty was wearing crazy heels or something, if she fell that would only make it hilarious. She completed her circle at the ropes facing the ramp and bounced weightlessly on the balls of her feet while she waited for Adrian to show up.

Adrian scowled at a backstage screen as Taylor made her big flash entrance "Real mature, dickweed." She scoffed at the blonde's custom made T-shirt made explicitly for the point of insulting her. A crayon drawing printed on a T-shirt, yeah, that's what Taylor was sinking to in order to piss her off. Credit where credit was due though, it did make the former cosplayer's eye twitch with frustration before [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cKAWlZGe18M:1sqfhj3m]her music[/url:1sqfhj3m] kicked in and she stepped out to a fair bit of applause. Not as many cheers as Taylor had but as time went on, people were starting to get that she was being serious with this new-leaf thing.

This felt like pretty much picking up where they left off from the Q&A session, as Adrian stepped into the ring and trying to get right in Taylor's face, even down to the Kraut who was probably about to seperate them before they came to blows. "Ready to sign away any hopes you had of doing anything with your career?" Adrian asked, not backing down an inch.

Taylor continued to bounce in place in front of Adrian as the taller brunette tried to intimidate her. She tilted her head and returned Adrian's quip with a sunny smile while she reached up to pat her on the head.

Adrian scowled even deeper when Taylor just patted her on the head with a smile. Be angry dammit! This is a serious thing and they were serious wrestlers! There were very few people who Adrian liked to be patted on the head by and Taylor was most definitely not one of them.

Lukretia ignored Taylor's bump as she brushed passed her. The girl could be immensely childish sometimes but it was best not to play into her hands. And Lukretia knew that the most foolish thing one could do was wear high heels when dealing with people who were looking for any excuse to try and kick your butt.

"Please, ladies, have a seat." She said into the microphone, waving her free hand towards the chairs. "Today ve vill be officially signing ze first match of Summer Splash but I think zat before ve get under vay, zat I vould like to add something more to ze contest. An aside, if you vill. Another little vager to make things more interesting. After all, vhile ze two of you have much to fight for, I think zat zose who vill be spectating vould like to see a little more."

Lukretia tilted her head and smiled. Of course the audience wanted to see more. They desired to boo but cheers begrudgingly echoed through the arena. "Vhy don't ve add a little contest in addition to ze match? Each of you pick an event. Anything at all. I vill pick ze final event und ze vinner of two of ze events vill have a special prize as long as a bit of rights to brag vith for ze match."

Lukretia looked between ze two. "Vell, vhat do you say?" Lukretia said, raising an eyebrow.

Taylor skipped happily to her chair and slid it a little closer to Adrian's, and when she sat down she rested her elbow on the back and propped up her feet on Adrian's chair.

She listened attentively to Lukretia, and then shrugged her shoulders. "Sure, man. There's got to be something Adrian can beat me at, and if there is I wouldn't mind seeing it," she grinned.

Of course, once she actually thought about it, there were probably a lot of things Adrian could beat her at. Even if Taylor knew she was better at strategy and technique and stuff, it was no secret that Adrian was smarter than her. If the events weren't physical, there was a good chance she'd lose.

Well, whatever. "Whatya think, Adrian?" She asked as nicely as possible while trying as hard as she could to keep her feet on Adrian's chair.

Was it just Adrian, or was Lukretia's accent getting thicker every day? Maybe it was the audience that caused the German to forget the letter W existed or something, whatever, what she was offering was intreguing. "Wait, why would there be prizes for the pre-match stuff when all there is for the match is the pleasure of shutting Strawberry over there the hell up?" Adrian asked. "But I'd like to see Taylor's attempts at trying to cheese her way through these 'challenges' blow up in her face so why the hell not?"

Options for things to challenge Taylor at were numerous, pretty much any competitive game she could comfortably stomp Taylor at, but what good would it do if she won a challenge at say Mario Kart, if Taylor were to win a more physical challenge. One obviously rigged in Taylor's favour, but a physical challenge none the less. And then she had to worry about the wild-card, Lukretia's challenge. Probably safer to win the first two and skip the final challenge if it was something particually stupid, or just win it. Yeah, 3-0 sweep the challenges and 2-0 sweep the match, easy. the former cosplayer told herself as she knocked Taylor's feet of her chair.

"Vunderbar!" Lukretia said, clapping her hands together as both agreed. "I vill let you know vhat you you vill be earning after you sign ze contracts." Lukretia stepped aside and Mercy stepped forward. She adjusted her glasses.

She set down her binder and opened up a very official looking document. "Everything is prepared in the document." She said. 'You'll sign here." She said looking to Taylor. "And you here.' She said, looking at Adrian. "Before you sign.' Mercy flipped a page back. "You'll each determine an event. and Ms. Von Creuzfeldt will write it down.' Mercy was being quite formal. That was her job. "Once she writes down her choice for event, you'll both sign and I'll notarize. This clause stipulates." She said pointing to the paper, "that Ms. Von Creuzfeldt does not have to disclose the prize until she decides to."

"Vhich vill be after ze contract is signed.' Lukretia grinned. She then looked between the two. "Vell? Vhich of you vant to go first? Anything you like. A hundred meter dash, a card game? Rock, paper scissors. It matters not to me." She said as she folded her arms under her chest.

Taylor let her feet flop heavily onto the mat. "Oh, okay. So like... what do I pick?"

Her mind raced furiously, despite her lighthearted smile. What could she do that Adrian couldn't? Well, what would that prove. She didn't want to just beat Adrian in something, she wanted to take something away from her, something she thought she was good at but Taylor was better. Part of the problem was that Taylor was only good at things related to fitness or fighting. She had gymnastics and tricking and probably sprinting in her corner... Taylor was in peak physical condition, an elite athlete, but her body was heavily biased toward explosive strength and fast-twitch muscle. Tug of war probably wouldn't favor her.

She looked at Adrian. The girl really had stepped up her game lately. If her name wasn't Adrian Kytes, Taylor would've told her that she looked good. But Taylor had been psychotically devoted to her own health and fitness years before Adrian finally came around. Mentally and physically, Taylor knew she had strength that Adrian just didn't.

"Um... How about..." She put a finger to her lips in thought and nonchalantly propped her feet up in Adrian's lap. "Arm wrestling."