Getting ready for the royale (For Wamts)

In the early morning of the day a letter would arrive through the postbox of a wrestler named Lia Harrison, the envelope looked quite fancy. With neat elegant writing and Lia's address on it. The contents of which read.

Dear Lia Harrison.

Greetings to you, it is me Eliza Harenwood. I hope things are well with you in terms of your wrestling career. I have had the good fortune to be "making history" as they call it, for I am an entrant in the upcoming battle royale which will decide the number one competitor for the tension world title. I am told it has been the first of it's kind.

However I have noticed that quite recently I have floundered quite a bit in the ring, I often end up running out of steam so to speak. And I hope to make a good impression in this upcoming competition. So when pondering how I could go about this, your name came to mind. I would like to request your presence in Tension's gym area this afternoon at around 2:00PM, to assist me in some sparring and general working out. To be frank I need all the help I can get. So I beseech you Ms Harrison! Please aid me! From Eliza Harenwood.

Later that day the young lady would be located in the gym, stretching her leg atop a railing as if she were to prepare a dance routine. But really she was here to improve herself.

Lia was surprised to see something beyond the regular bills, contracts and fanmail in her mailbox. The envelope looked different than the others, with real handwriting on it. Someone who knew her? Normally, the few people she did know would contact her by email or phone call, as was the norm, so what could it be?

Opening it up quickly, Lia read it over once, the language was certainly more formal than she was used to. Eliza, one of the nicer people she had met in the ring had sent it. Hmm... it didn't seem like she was expecting Lia to refuse, either.

Which was just as well, Lia was quite happy to help out others, although she didn't see herself as the best person to be asking for any type of wrestling advice. Hmm... it'd be a bit tight to get to Tension at the requested time.

She found herself in the gym, looking up at the clock. 2:10. Not tooooo late. And there was Eliza, looking exactly like a ballet dancer. "Hey, Eliza! So you asked for me?" Lia said by way of greeting, along with a smile and a wave.

Eliza was narrowing her brow in thought, thinking about who she'd encounter at this royale. If the best of the best were showing up, then Eliza would need to bring everything to the plate. To prove herself even if she lost.

Although she was jerked back to reality upon hearing a voice in the gym, and sure enough Lia was standing there. Eliza gave a smile and made her way over to her, giving a short bow to the albino girl.

"Ah hello Ms Harrison, I trust you got my letter yes? I wish to do some general sparring and working out with you. I don't really um...have many people who know me here in Japan, you were one of the first names that came to mind. And considering how well you did in our match together, I thought it best to request your aid." Eliza said.

The ballroom girl then moved over to a jogging machine and began a walking pace "But before we started sparring I'd like to some light exercise, how have you kept recently?" Eliza asked with a smile.

It was a bit intimidating to listen to Eliza. Not that she was physically imposing or anything, just the way she spoke... it made Lia feel a bit like she was with someone really important. But Lia got over that, Eliza was good person, she knew that.

"Been a while, huh? Uh... hah, yeah I did. I'm not all... well, we'll give it a go today, see if we can do something." Lia said modestly. Eliza had done really well in that match, and a bit more out of her probably woulda sealed it. It made sense that she'd be looking for help with that stuff.

"Yeah, warm-up's important. I biked here from the train station, so I think I'm all warmed up, but a little more won't hurt." The Canadian stepped onto a treadmill beside Eliza's walking at around the same pace.

"Well, I've been alright. I just got through a few matches. Some of them were kinda..." Her face reddened, thinking about the events that happened in that mud ring. She really lost control in there. "Uhm... anyways. Yeah, things have been ok for the most part, nothing big happening." She changed the subject, hoping that Eliza hadn't been among those who had seen the replay of that... unusual spectacle.

"How about you? You said you wanted to get in touch with someone right? Did you get a chance for that yet?"

Eliza had a small smile on her face, she hadn't really trained alongside someone in a gym before. Granted she trained with her dance instructors, but that didn't really count. Least not in her book. "Ah yes I was able to meet Mr Knight, however he had other issues to attend to. You see him, his Sister and his friend. I forget his name, the one in the blue coat you said was your fiancÃe. It seems they are being accosted by a group of biker girls here in tension calling themselves the Valkyries, busted open my ex they did. Although he has assured me that they will be as he put it "Broken like twigs." Eliza said brining Lia up to speed with what happened.

"I wish them the best of luck, lady's favour if you will. Quite frankly I believe those hooligans made a big mistake. But I as much as I would like to teach them a lesson in manners myself, I have other issues. That battle royale coming up soon for tension, I must admit I didn't expect to be a part of such a major event so soon. I'm actually a bit scared, nervous would be the better word. Hence why I requested to train with you, it will be me against 7 other individuals. The best from what I've heard, but perhaps it could be my chance to prove myself." Eliza said with a hopeful expression as she continued her walking.

Listening to Eliza, Lia had to smile, Ryan sounded as badass as his last name suggested. The words ran in her head a second time. "Fiancee? What, no no! We're not that... not that close." Well, maybe they were, but it wasn't as if she was engaged to him. The challenges of living cities apart, and the overpublization of everything AFW... it was difficult. "Yet." She added, like an afterthought. They'd work it out, if Eliza could come from England to Japan and find her Mr. Knight, it certainly wouldn't be impossible.

Lia sped up the treadmill, having already sweat a little getting here, just walking would be more like a cooloff than a warmup, and instead she set it to a more reasonable jogging speed. "I've heard a little about it, but I'm so caught with my own stuff I didn't know you were in it too. You against 7, hmm... well, I can't say it'll be easy, but it's a good chance, I know how much of those kicks hurt, haha!" Lia was joking, but in her head she was picturing Eliza stepping into the ring with 7 big tall guys - which certainly, Tension had no shortage of - and frowned a bit at the image.

"You aren't? Well regardless I wish you all the best, if the man is good he is one to be kept. I was told that when one's mate is fair, so is one's time at home." Eliza said, this was something to her. She had been rather well liked at school, but didn't really engage in conversations with people there. She liked the feeling though, certainly nice.

"Yes I know that Clyde Gastin shall be there, I entered the ring against him in the past. Rather good as I heard about him. That's the only one I know personally, the rest have things like a girl called Ninjette. An ninja girl if I'm told, but they were only used in times of war in Japan. And there's Johnny Higurashi, quite popular but I've not met him." Eliza said matching Lia's pace.

"Yes I've been told my kicks are rather effective, but that's it. It's become clear to me that after my latest match it's time for improvements. I also plan to try and look at matches of my opponents, know thy enemy as they claim." Eliza explained.

"Mmhmm. I sorta... don't recognize those names at all!" Lia felt kinda silly, even as someone not part as Tension, she should at least recognize who was popular and who wasn't. "But no, it doesn't seem like the odds are too stacked on you, but a big 8-way Royale isn't something you should get hopes too high on, if you get some bad luck, you might get ganged on and then..." Lia realized that maybe her words weren't having the encouraging effect and shut herself up.

"Heeh.. sorry, shouldn't get you worried before the thing, should I? I'll help out as much as I can here, although building up stamina isn't the fastest thing... But we'll just have to push ourselves to work harder today then, won't we?" Lia said brightly, trying to keep things positive, although in her mind, she was a bit worried that the training wouldn't all that helpful with the royale coming up so soon.

"Believe me Ms Lia I'm trying not to worry, I've been told it's not good for one's complexion. Although I can always just run around them I suppose." Eliza said with a small chuckle, the thought amusing to her.

"Besides, I don't believe I will be ganged on right away. That's usually reserved for the bigger threats, like Johnny Higurashi. This is more like some last minute preparation, and I haven't really done this. I mean, I've trained here, but not with someone I've competed with. Japan is certainly interesting, and the people are so polite. Why one time I rushed to get to a bus and my umbrella dropped out my bag, a man stopped the bus and handed me the umbrella back. I was embarrassed but happy, that would not have occurred in London." the young woman said with a smile as she continued her jog.

"Mmhmm... that's good! Yeah, people are pretty nice here, although in the ring, it's just like back home isn't it?" Lia hadn't been to England, but the overall manner of people in Japan seemed to be among the most polite anywhere. "People here are nice. Too nice, almost. This one time, I tipped someone. Biiig mistake, didn't think it was insulting or anything. It's like... unbelievable something as crazy as THIS" Lia motioned across the room with a sweep of her hand. "Could come from a country like Japan, almost."

Lia set the machine to a higher setting again, before speaking again. "Do you have anything planned if you win the Royale, Eliza?"