The Meeting Back Home (For Cirno)

Heather stretched herself out at her home, yawning a little as she was resting in her living room. She was nearly sprawled out over her sofa, dressed in a long black t-shirt t hat went all the way down to halfway down her thighs, a pair of black cotton panties underneath, and purple and black striped stockings.

She was taking one of her rest days, partly enjoying her hiatus for that fact  that she could have days like t hat. "Huaahh..." She was just watching a bit of her old matches, sort of just going over them to see how she could improve herself, not daring to return without being fully ready. She was however feeling her eyes getting quite heavy, feeling like she was about to fall asleep. "Mnh.."

Heather blinked as she heard the doorbell ring, tilting her head a little. "Ah..ha?" She having almost fallen asleep--and just confused in general of the sound, just sort of stood herself up from the sofa, slowly making her way to the door. She let out a yawn, expecting the person at the door to be some sort of salesperson or something, expecting to just turn them away right away. What she saw when she opened the door was certainly not anything at all what she would have expected.

"Wh....Sh..Shanari?" She let out in confusion, knowing the girl but definitely not expecting to see her at her door like this. Heather immediately blushed when she realized what she was standing in front of her wearing, clearing her throat a little to try and pretend it wasn't embarrassing, pushing her shirt down a little more as if it was a dress. "What..ah..W-what brings you here??" She said, slightly on her guard in front of the girl, solely because she had no clue why she was here.

Heather yelped a little, stumbling back--inadvertently allowing Shanari access into her home. She just blinked, stunned at the sight of the girl just observing and examining her place--before she clenched her fists, gritting her teeth. She shut the door begrudgingly, glaring at Shanari as she seemingly thought she was welcomed in, just doing whatver she wanted examining wise before she finally spoke up. "..I didn't think I signed my house up for an appraisal recently.." She let out, tapping her foot impatiently before she heard the girl continue on.

"Wh..excuse me!? Wouldn't I have to agree to this training? I-I'm doing just fine training myself thank you very much! Like--Who's even the person who made the 'request' because it wasn't me!" She let out, gritting her teeth "I'd kick your ass right now! L-like hell I'd need training from you!"

Heather narrowed her eyes, glaring at the girl. She thought it out a bit before nodding. "Here" she simply said, leading her to a door in the hallway. She would lead her down the stairs to the basement where she had her personal gym--with her training mats on the padded floor and a full ring in the center of the room, training equipment all across the walls.

"You wanna come into MY house and talk about how you're gonna train me?? You're about to get your ass kicked thoroughly." She said, gritting her teeth slightly as she moved over to slide underneath the bottom rope, beckoning her to come over to the ring.

Heather stretched herself out a little more in the ring, watching Shanari join her. She grinned wide at what was happening. She was sure that she'd show Shanari what she was made of--though as the girl removed her jacket--boots--and t hen her cargo pants, Heather's face flared up quite red. "Wh---" She was about to yell at her--but then remembered she was only in a shirt, panties, and stockings herself--so she stopped her own words.

Narrowing her eyes, she answered Shanari's gesture, rushing in towards her and leaping up, trying to slam her feet into her chest hard with a dropkick.