Fifty Shades of Red

Carmen's eyebrow perked up as a new wave of interest took hold. With almost any other profession, Carmen would have considered running into a fellow wrestler kind of odd, but for some reason it seemed to be less of a coincidence with the AFW and more of an expected occurance. The company seemed to hire new people every week, and the standards for admission were surprisingly low - it had only taken her about thirty mintes to fill out all the paper work, and she hadn't even really hurried with it. Diversity was a large part of the draw, so they would hire just about anybody. Made sense.

"Close, very close." She wagged a finger. "Puerto Rico. United States territory. Might as well be Mexican for all most people care." She took the glass as the bartender came back around, but sat it down and traced her fingers around the rim for now. The conversation was getting more interesting, she wanted to stay at this level of lucidity for the moment. "But you're a long way from home to fight. What brought you all the way out here? No leagues in Germany?"

She dared to reach over and give Sig a tap on the cheek. "Nice blush, by the way. Brings out your eyes."

Her guess missed by a bit, but it's kinda hard when people from close regions often looked exactly like one another. It's not just Asians or Latins. Even Europeans sometimes looked similar to each other. Still a fun little game to play. Carmen did get her guess right. Must be the damn accent that gave it away.

"Not as big as this one, certainly," Sig replied. "A friend told me that you'll find all sort of crazy stuffs in Japan. A pretty accurate statement, I'd have to say."

Carmen's hand found her warm cheek, and before the girl could pull out, the blonde grabbed her wrist, keeping her palm on that rosy cheek of hers. Sig smiled and gave Carmen a teasing look.

"Are you always this touchy with everyone you just meet?" she stuck her tongue out. "Or maybe... you've been... a little lonely."

Carmen's first instinct was to pull away when Sig grabbed her wrist, the sweet and petite blonde had a surprisingly good grip. Despite the size difference, she wagered they weren't that far apart in terms of pure strength. Carmen could have pulled away with some effort, but she wagered Sig could have made that quite difficult.

She didn't want to pull away, though. For now, she was just enjoying their little game and seeing how it all played out. If Sig wanted her hand there, that was where it would stay, and she passed the time by stroking the younger girl's cheek and feeling her supple skin.

"Your friend was right, all sorts of crazy stuff does happen here. Like, sometimes, you run into silly but sexy little Germans in bars." They seemed to be officially flirting, might as well jump into it. "And no, I'm not usually this touchy. Then again, I'm not usually this drunk, either. So. Yeah." She gave Sig a little kick in the shin with her bare toes.

She skipped over the last question on purpose, wanting to see how far Sig went after it. "Little curious how a girl like you fights, though. You actually know how to wrestle, or you just looking to roll around in the ring with some girls?"

Sig smirked at Carmen's words, still keeping the other girl's hand close to her cheek. It seemed her fellow wrestler became bolder instead, stroking her skin instead of being freaked out or something. She gradually loosened her hold, though, wanting to see how Carmen would react from there. If it was a boy, Sig probably would have twisted that wrist to get some agonized scream from the other party. A girl's hand, however, was quite welcomed.

"Or a crazy Puerto Rican," she retorted, giving an equally playful kick to Carmen's shin. "Oh you have no idea, dear. Back home, a lot of people thought that I was easy pick because I'm smaller than most girls. A lot of them had this look of disbelief when I proved them wrong," she grinned.

Glancing around from the corner of her eyes, it seemed that the bar was about too close. At this late, a lot of other bars would probably start closing down too. The bar hopping trip seemed to be over, but Sig felt that she might had found something else to fill the rest of the night.

"Would you care to find that out yourself?" she brought her face closer to Carmen's, no longer holding the girl's arm. "Your place, my place, some other place. I don't care. If it's my place and you lost, though, don't expect to be able to go home straight away, heh heh~"

Carmen kept her hand up even when Sig loosened the hold, running her fingers though the blonde's hair. It reminded her a bit of Colleen's, a woman she'd been getting to know a lot more personally lately. A small part of her was worried what her lover might think, but that part was being silly and irrational - she and Colleen had an open relationship, she wouldn't have a problem with anything that could happen. In fact, she would probably want to watch. And videotape. And join in.

Carmen moved in as well, letting their foreheads nuzzle against each other and making their wildly different hairs mingle. No closer, though, as she took a moment to mull that offer over. It gave her an idea. A borderline insane idea born from inebriation, but an idea.

"I might know a place with a ring we can use this late, believe it or not." She met Sig's eyes, straight on. "But I don't know, it's pretty wild. Rough. Don't want to break you, just yet. We could always go vanilla at your place, this might be out of your league..."

Sig didn't back away when Carmen's forehead nuzzled hers, enjoying something she didn't get to experience in the other bars she visited previously tonight. This last place seemed like a jackpot. Hearing what the girl said sparked her interest, causing her eyes to open a little wider. That was a not so subtle challenge from Carmen, and Sig rarely backed away from one, especially from girls.

"Break me? Oh I'd love for you to break me, if you can, that's it," Sig grinned. "And what made you think you'll get vanilla stuffs in my place? Perhaps it's me who's out of your league..." the blonde taunted back. "This place of yours, is it close? Cause I'd prefer that if that's the case."

"Out of my league?" Carmen snickered. "I doubt that, rubia. I seriously doubt that."

She played it up on the outside, but inside she couldn't help but be a little nervous. They were about to get into kinkier territory, and that was always a minefield. Coming to Japan had opened Carmen up to so many new experiences, so many things she didn't even know she liked, but the tradeoff was that she ran the risk of scaring away women who didn't want to go that deep. The only way to tell how far down Sig's pool went was to dive in, sink until she touched the bottom, and hope she didn't drown.

"It's not my place. Exactly." She chewed on her lip a moment before diving off. "A friend of mine, Maria Crawford, ex-Wrestling Angel. She owns this dungeon I go to, sometimes." By 'sometimes' Carmen meant 'once a week', but there wasn't any need to elaborate and scare her off. "They have a ring we could use, and they stay open until sunrise. If you're into that sort of thing."

Carmen brought her hand down and idly stroked the Ring of O on her right hand. Helped give her some courage for moments like this.

The mention of the word "dungeon" was enough to get Sig excited almost to the point of sobering up, although obviously it didn't work like that. A brawl after bar hopping wasn't something she expected to be doing with a possible match looming around. She heard that it could take a while until a newcomer was handed a debut, though, and this little tussle with Carmen might as well serve as a nice warm up.

"Hee~ Sounds exciting," she grinned. "Will you last until sunrise, though?"

Without waiting for Carmen's answer, the blonde took out her wallet and call the bartender to pay for the drinks she ordered. The faster they started, the better. For various reasons, she's quite raring to go and get some actions.

"I'll go to the restroom first and then we can go." she said after paying her bills before heading to the restrooms.

Several minutes later, once she's done answering nature's call and fixed her hair a bit, Sig came out of the restroom with quite a fresh expression, as if she hadn't really drank that much that night. She can hold her liquor pretty well after all, and the thought of the upcoming little bout with Carmen kinda helped her sobering up.

"Let's go! Can't wait until I get to kick your ass, hehe~"

Sig's eagerness almost literally knocked Carmen right of her chair. She had thought - hoped - the girl might be in the crazier stuff, but she wasn't expecting her to be so enthusiastic about it. She didn't even seem to have the least bit of reservation about it, like she'd been waiting for Carmen to bring that up since they started talking.

Carmen took the time while Sig was gone to make a call and tell Maria to set up the ring, knowing full well the dungeon master would have it all ready by the time they arrived. She had the play ring installed a few months, and since then she'd been dying to get people to use the thing so she could mix her old wrestling experience with her fetishes. So far, Maria only had a handful of takers. This setup would make her night, Carmen could almost imagine the glee on her face.

She shoved the phone away and smiled as Sig came out. She hopped off the bar stool and lead her out, heading towards the parking lot. "Sort of getting the impression that you really, really like this idea." She skipped ahead and turned around as they walked, stepping backwards to keep her in view."Whips. Chains. Handcuffs. None of that bothers you?"

"Why, I do~" Sig said with with an excitement that almost leveled a child that's about to be taken to an amusement park, even more so when Carmen starting to lay out the cards. "Oohh, you won't hear me complaining, dear. Ever."

She skipped around to catch up with Carmen and follow the girl to the so called dungeon. It's kinda hard to contain her excitement level when she's already drunk, but it didn't seem like the other girl was scarred off with her attitude either. If only Carmen knew that she was thinking about the stuffs the girl mentioned when offering the girl to come to her place!

That kinda made her remember the first time her ex-girlfriend introduced her to the BDSM play. Sig didn't exactly freaked out, although she did felt pretty nervous. They might have broken up for years now, but by then she was already became a fan of such play. Even as she's walking along Carmen towards their destination, her minds already imagining the sort of stuffs that they might do together...