England vs Russia - Lizzie meets Natassja

LIzzie was in the locker room she shared with her new companion Trinity. She stood by a mirror making herself up and hummed to ehrself as she prepared for her match.

Trinity quietly stepped up into the reflection, her black lips curving up into a grin as she looked upon the two looking back at her. "And who are you supposed to face this evening?" The goth girl didn't think it mattered, she felt Lizzie would win in most any case, especially with her new ally at her side...

Lizzie ran her hand though her exotic punk hair, her dark lips curving into a cruel smile.

"Some Russian new girl. She shouldn't be any problem. But in any case..."

She slightly rested her head back in Trinity's direction and smiled up at her.

"I trust you will be nearby though, hun?"

Trin moved her head a little, leaning hers into Lizzie's. "Well yeah, I wouldn't have anything else to do tonight otherwise." Trin grinned and gently wrapped her arms around Lizzie's waist from behind, "New girl... initiations are always fun." she smirked evilly.

Lizzie closed her eyes feeling Trinity's hands on her. She reached up to grab the goth girl's hands in return, resting her head back against her soft body as if using Trinity's presence to give her an added measure of confidence. Then her eyes snapped open and she pushed Trinity's hand away.

"Right then, luv, I'm off. Wish me luck."

"Like you need it." Trin mentioned as Lizzie got further and further away until she was out of sight. "Hm..." Trin smiled smugly to herself before she headed out as well to go and watch the matchup.

LIzzie's obnoxious entrance music hit the arena and the Limey Spiker Bitch from Hell made her way down to the ring. The crowd booed her loudly and she merely cast them a scathing glance. Neither of them were worth her time.

She rolled into the ring and strutted around like a cassowary and waited for her Russian opponent to come down to the ring.

Natasha's music would hit soon after, and the tall Russian would make her way to the ring. She was a bit shaken up from losing her last match, but ready to make up for it here.

She slid up into the ring and walked towards Lizzie, giving her an eyeing down, then would speak. "You are my opponent, correct? Let us have a good match, then." She then extended her hand to Lizzie for a handshake.

Lizzie smirked down at the hand proffered her and then gave Natassja a scathing glance. She would then respond by going for a quick cat scratch at the Russian's face to catch her by surprise.

Natasha, being mostly trusting of other people, wouldn't expect this, giving a surprised cry as her face was scratched and backing off from Lizzie, giving her a shocked look. This look would fade though, replaced by one of annoyance and anger towards Lizzie, and she would rush right in to try and lock up with her, the bell ringing to start the match.