Beauty before the beast

The Tension gym was new to Alexis, but familiar enough territory. It was similar enough to the Friction gym that she felt quite at home, although it meant that Lamya would not be here to cheer her on given the close proximity to so many men. The rocker wore what equated her ring attire, which was little more than some dressed up street clothes: a tee shirt with a torn off collar that exposed one bare shoulder and accompanying bra strap, a frilly black micro skirt that looked more like a bit of fringe at the bottom of the loose fitting shirt, and striped thigh high stockings of mismatched colors. She sat perched atop one turnbuckle, watching the distant locker room door and waiting for her sparring partner to change. Today wasn't so much about improving her skills or learning a foe, but learning a partner. She would need to understand how Yuki fought if they were to work together in this.

With an impatient sigh she rested her chin in her hands and her elbows upon her knees. Shameless her perch held her knees apart exposing her pink silk panties to any passer-by not to mention anyone leaving the locker room. This alone had already earned her a grateful retinue of other gym attendees who now seemed to be choosing prime locations along this vista to just happen to be standing as they worked out.

Yuki yawned and gave a small stretch as she was walking into the gym. After her night with Lily, she had arranged to meet up with Alexis for training in preparation for their match against King. Dressed in her usual white top and tight mma shorts, she walked out and immediately noticed her on the corner post of the ring. She gave a little wave and slid into the ring.

"Hello!" she greeted, with a warm smile.

Alexis Mallory, better known around the ring as Anne Archy, watched as her partner arrived and made her way into the ring with a cheerful greeting. Hopping down from her perch to greet the other girl the descent causing both Anne's colorfully dyed hair and her skirt to float up though she seemed not to notice, or at least not to care. Landing with a light thud the rocker girl crossed over to Yuki and extended a hand in formal welcome. "Yo, Yukes, what's up? You ready to rock?" If the woman took Anne's hand she would be immediately pulled into a vehement hug. Friendly was not normally a word that one associated with the girl, but her cooperation with Yuki was integral to getting payback on King.

Yuki chuckled as she was pulled into a tight hug by Anne.

"Nice to see you too. How have you been?" she asked, stretching her limbs after she was released from the hug.

Anne bounced on her toes as she danced back from Yuki a couple of steps, anxious to get started. She was, however, not too anxious to take the time to oggle the fair skinned girl as she stretched out. She made no attempt to disguise her wandering eyes or her lecherous little grin. "I'm doin' alright. Went out to the club with 'Lamb' last night so I'm feelin' pretty good. Hey, you should join us sometime!" Drinking on a fake ID wasn't fun alone, and Lamya refused to drink even when she got the chance. But the girl was fun to egg-on to bad behavior, and that made up for most of it.

Yuki blushed a bit, noticing the wandering gaze of Anne's eyes while she got ready to go.

"Maybe. I'm not that much of a drinker though." she said with a little laugh. After a few moments, she stood up, bouncing back from one foot to the other as she got into a ready stance.

"So what do you want to work on today." she asked.

Anne shrugged off Yuki's comment with a playful smile, "We can fix that... I figured we should work on escape plans for some of King's holds. Dude only has, like, four moves, right?" Or at least, he had four moves that he liked using on Anne. Almost all of them involved some 'incidental' fondling or some other sort of depraved behavior. She could only assume that he'd handled Yuki in the same way.

Yuki grimaced, remembering the power moves and slams King used in their own match.

"His slams can't be underestimated either. It only took a few of those to take me out." she said, tapping her chin in thought.

Anne's false bravado faltered slightly as Yuki recounted some of her experience with the masked man. Absently she raised a hand to rake slender fingers back through her dyed black locks. "Yeah, after that first piledriver hit home I was pretty much screwed, and then... ya know, actually screwed." The rocker shook her head, clearing away her melancholy. "So, maybe we should just take turns setting up some of his standard moves and trying to escape? I mean, I don't think either of us is a good stand-in for King, muscle-wise, but that is kinda the problem, right?" She was having a hard time forgetting her humiliation during the last match, how she'd been tossed about and nearly begged for him to just end it already.

Yuki nodded, "Or we could just do a regular spar against one another, just to get a feel of how the other works in the ring. Escaping the holds is fine, but it's no good if we can't work in sync with one another.