The Start of Something Beautiful?

As someone who used to work in bars, Akari also liked to visit them from time to time. That evening she's visiting one of her regular places after a workout session in the gym, just to chill out since her schedule seemed to be more relaxing for the next couple of days. Just ordering a few new drinks and looking at how other bartenders making their them was always a fun experience after all. It helped to distract her from the live as a wrestler as well.

Her career might not looked too good from the records perspective, with nothing but losses so far, but the redhead felt like she's actually having fun. Still, occasionally a part of her felt like she might be able to do better against her opponents, and such thought kinda gave her a little discomfort. Akari would like to think that she wasn't doing too bad considering her lack of experience as a pro wrestler, but she couldn't help but to wonder just a little whether she'd ever going to win a match. The redhead sighed and drank from her almost empty glass.

"Excuse me, I'd like another drink, please," she called to one of the bartenders. "Just give me something light, I'll leave it up to you."

Ugh, what to do after this... the redhead gazed at the bar's ceiling shortly while waiting for her drink. Maybe I'll just head back and play some games until morning...

Little did Guren know, she wasn’t the only one in that bar with thoughts about the redhead brief wrestling career running through her head.

Seated a few empty seats to her left was a woman with long, wavy, jet black hair. Her silk dress was the same color, along with her sleeved gloves and boots. Seemingly the only thing about this woman that wasn’t so dark was her skin, which was practically as pale as the moonlight. A small glass of wine rested in her hand, and her lips spread into the slightest of grins after hearing Guren ask the bartender for another drink.

“This one’s on me,” she said to the bartender, her voice almost as silky smooth as the dark dress covering her beautiful body. Then she stood up from her seat and walked over to the empty stool next to the redhead. “Mind if I join you?” she asked politely, eyes taking in a careful first up-close look at the girl without being too invasive with her gaze while she waited patiently for Guren’s answer.

Akari was startled as someone suddenly offered to pay for her drink. She turned her face to find an elegant looking woman approaching her. The redhead wasn't sure if she had seen her around here before, but making a new acquaintance in a bar wasn't exactly an odd thing. "Ah, sure," Akari nodded. "Thanks for the drink," she smiled.

Compared to the woman who's dressed in a nice looking dress, Akari's outfit was rather casual. A pink sleeveless shirt on the top, a white pants that covered her legs up to above her knees, and a pair of sneakers. She only went out for some exercise, diner, and some drinks anyways. This woman, she looked as if she's just coming from a party or something. Akari found herself almost couldn't look away from her for a while, though. The woman looked pretty fascinating, but there seemed to be something more than that.