Onboarding the Newcomer - Takeuchi Style

Almost a veteran of the Tension ring and a frequent visitor of the Tension gym, Daisuke Takeuchi aka the wrestling prince was in a rather happy mood today. The Tension gym was one that was seldom used unlike the Friction gym which was much more active but it was all the much better for the prince, who preferred training alone. Although, working out with a sparring partner in the ring every now and then was not such a bad idea either but with the prince's superiority complex he rarely could find someone to regularly spar with.

Daisuke:

Today was probably not going to be any different either. Clad in his wrestling attire, he had his gym bag hanging on his shoulder as he walked towards the ring only to find someone unfamiliar doing her own work-outs in the ring. Daisuke would raise his eyebrow and had a unimpressed look on his face, "Tsk, more rookies" he said while dropping his gym bag down on the floor, near ringside.

With that, he would hop up onto the ring apron and make his way into the ring while casually walking towards the woman. "Just who are you and what are you doing in the ring of the wrestling prince?" he snarled.

"I have no time to be dealing with tomboy rookies who pose as wrestlers. So why don't you go hit the showers or relax in the sauna or whatever is it you female wrestlers come here to do" he said rudely.

The wrestling prince was glad to have garnered the attention of the seemingly rookie wrestler. Daisuke noticed the distraction caused the brunette to look over her shoulder, acknowledging that she was not the only person present in the gym or the ring. However, she quickly turned back to the punching bag and regained her focused.

Not letting that slide by, the wrestling prince would then have a couple of harsh words for her. Surprisingly and to her credit, Sera did manage to keep her cool at his initial remark and would apologize for her presence, innocently thinking that she might have actually been in the wrong place.

"Hmph training your debut? How cute" Daisuke would say, rolling his eyes in disgust at her. "Well you should be going either to a nearby kitchen or maybe in the corner of a real wrestler as a valet" he would say.

"Now then, I'd suggest you take your sweaty, tomboyish self out of my ring and hit the showers" he would say, approaching the punching bag himself.

At first Daisuke was amused by that genuine look on her face. She seemed like a gullible woman, who actually did think for a second that the wrestling prince genuinely asked her to leave because she was in the wrong place. Her thoughts about that soon changed when Daisuke would really tear into her with his words.

When his rant ended, she stood there almost dumbfounded by everything he said and her first words were that she had never been called a tomboy before, which was not surprising at all given how she looked. Her next words were a bit more pleasing to the ear of the prince, who grinned in satisfaction and crossed his arms under his chest. "Good. I'm glad you see it my way" he commented while nodding.

With that, Daisuke walked forward thinking this was done and dusted. Once he was on the otherside of the punching bag, Sera would deliver one last Roundhouse kick to the bag, sending it towards the prince.

"Ouuff! H-HEY?!" he yelled while staggering away. After maintaining his composure and balance, the furious prince would turn to the innocent looking woman. "How dare a common, filthy, rookie wrestler touch wrestling royalty in such a way" he would growl.

With that, the prince would walk up to Sera face to face. "I will give you a chance to bow down and apologize to your prince otherwise...." he said, waiting for a response.

The wrestling prince had a knack for disrespecting his fellow peers, especially the rookies and upcoming talent. He was under the impression that he was wrestling royalty and those he deemed to be not up to the level of himself were simply his subjects and common folk. His gimmick had really gotten to his head and he forced it even backstage- which may or may not have gotten him into trouble with the other wrestlers.

Nevertheless, that did result in a couple of long running rivalries. What started off as innocent banter in the end could be a long term rivalry, which was to serve his purpose of having a big pay-off in the end, where he would stand tall to prove his point- if he were to actually win.

Sera's actions of knocking the punching bag towards Daisuke was seen as a sign of coup against Daisuke and he sought to immediately address it when he would march towards the female wrestler and demand an apology from her. Once more, falling prey to her sweet words, Daisuke would grin in satisfaction when she began to bow down and perhaps see the error of her ways.

His satisfaction was short lived, as the woman would suddenly press her hands against the ring mats and do a hand-stand, wrapping her smooth legs around Daisuke's head. "Nrgh, w-what the?!" he exclaimed before being flipped onto his back by Sera's impressive headscissors take down.

Daisuke grunted when his back hit the mat, he rolled away from her and stumbled outside the ring. Now, the prince was furious. He would push up on his hands and knees whilst outside, slapping the floor in frustration before getting back up on his feet.

"YOU!" he said pointing aggressively at her. "You, you, you.....have no idea what you have gotten yourself into." he said, chuckling a bit. Daisuke would slowly get back up on the ring apron and pretend to dust himself off before entering back in the ring. It took every bit of control in him to not simply attack her but he wanted to do this in a civil manner, as a prince of his stature ought to.

"You don't expect a prince such as myself to retaliate in such a barbaric and uncivilized way such as yourself. However...this act of treason will not go unnoticed. How about we settle this in a dual? You and me, one on one.....in a submission wrestling match? Right here.....right now" he said, stepping in towards her carefully this time.

Sera managed to fool the prince into thinking she was going to apologize with a humbling bow. However, what came next was probably a shock to no one but the prince who was send tumbling outside the ring after being flipped and tossed in an impressive head scissors take down. A seething prince would rage on the outside before immediately making his way back inside the ring.

He would aggressively point towards Sera while marching towards her direction, reminding her of his stature and her stance as a wrestler in his ring. The brunette before him didn't seem impressed by his challenge of a wrestling match in the gym, where there would be no spectators to witness his pride falling so she had another idea.

"Queen? Tsk, oh please..." he would say, shrugging his shoulders at that comment. Sera would continue with her proposal, making some very valid points that would further enrage the wrestling prince who was now determined to put her in her place, no matter the cost.

"So, you wish to wrestle against wrestling royalty in front of my loyal subjects, is that so eh?" he would say, rubbing his chin. Daisuke would circle around Sera before stopping in front of her, glaring into her eyes.

"Its taking every bit of restraint in me not to take you down right now, put you in a submission move and make you tap and apologize like the commoner that you are but....since you have brought the aspect of wrestling in front of my subjects perhaps this would be a good way to remind everyone not to cross me. Fine, I accept the conditions that we do this infront of the live crowd. I shall enjoy making you submit" he would grin.