Clash of the Giants - Radmilla and Velvet

It was only fifteen minutes until Radmilla returned, her hair looking somewhat more frizzly and her skin even smoother; the way light reflected off her well toned form only made her come off as an even mroe imposing individual. Her shoulders had slumped a bit and she did not seem as tense as she had been back in the gym. Regardless, her glance was all but stern and she still meant business.

"So... speak what you must. I am still a little skeptical and not easy to win over."

Velvet smiled at her. She took a deep breath and then spoke up. "It is very simple. You are new here, but after telling me what you have I imagine you are out to capture a title or two on your owm..and while I think you can do that well on your own, having a friend in your corner wouldn't be bad either..so I am proposing..a partnership. Think it over while I take a shower" and she would do just that, walking by her and closing the door, turning the shower on. Leaving Radmilla to herself.

There wasn't much for Radmilla to do. In truth she did not trust Velvet fully; a small part of her seemed a bit too wary and cautious for her, something her surly personality wouldn't otherwise imply. On the other hand, perhaps she could be used herself to help establish her name and become better known. This was an opportunity and besides, she might improve with time. Velvet would return to see her new partner smiling at her, simply nodding in agreement. They'd hopefully start soon.

Keeping her waiting for another few minutes, Velvet would walk out from the bathroom. Wearing little more than a towel wrapped around her body, the white cotton towel going down to just her knees. Her clevage well on display, her long hair wet and stuck to her shoulders. "So then! Have you made your desicion yet? Or am I going to have to find another way to wait?"

"I'll follow along... for now. Don't dissappoint me, I have little patience for mindless brutes or would be femme fatales." she spoke, sounding rather strict. Velvet's body didn't seem to arouse her but that was likely fitting; she'd spent most of her wrestling matches very, very close to her opponents so a half-naked woman did little to stimulate her senses at this point. "If that is all... then I believe our meeting is done."

Rolling her eyes at the strict tone and chuckling, she held out her hand, keeping one other hand clasping the towel to keep her chest from flopping out. "Glad we could make this work..partner.." she put an emphasis on the word 'partner' taking as much of a risk as Radmilla probably was, in the end, and in the back of her mind, she desperatly hope it would all pay off.

"When the next match comes, we shall see. For now... I'll be taking my leave. Try not to punch above your weight in the meantime."

Radmilla didn't spare any goodbyes, dressing up and quickly leaving.