A footfighter's beginning? (for BritBrat)

Immediately following her victory against RJ, Hoshino ran off the ramp and backstage, her heart thumping and face bright red. "Oh my gosh, what am I doing?" Hoshino gasped. She clutched her torn skirt in one hand, her boots in her other hand, running only in her black nylon pantyhose. The worst part was, unfortunately the girl wasn't wearing any panties under the semi-transparent material, so all the lady bits were visible to anyone who was looking closely. One could've thought in this state she had suffered an unfortunate defeat, she certainly looked the part. But on the jumbotrons and across all the TVs backstage it showed something completely unexpected. The debutante, an eighteen-year old fresh out of high school, sat on her opponent's chest, sticking her feet right into her blonde opponent's nose!

"Wow what a finish!" the announcer on TV said, "Let's watch that again!"

The sight of what she was doing, hearing what she said and the sounds RJ was making, Hoshino wanted to bury herself from embarassment. She didn't want anyone noticing who she was or trying to stop and talk to her, quickly covering her face with her skirt while blocking off her privates as best she could with her boots. She snuck around the crowds gathered by the TVs, until she managed to find a bathroom far in the back of the stadium that offered a bit of privacy.

Hoshino found a little bench along the wall and sat down, burying her face in her hands. "Oh gosh what have I done?" Hoshino said. She understood what it meant to come here, she had seen the shows and the tapes, she knew what was going to happen. But in all truth, Hoshino did not expect to be doing any of it. She certainly didn't think she was capable of doing it before tonight.

But the worst part of it was, it was no small part of Hoshino that really liked it. The schoolgirl looked from between her fingers at her feet. She moved her toes around, playing with them to distract herself. Despite all that had happened, the embarrassment, Hoshino couldn't deny that she felt good about what she did. There was something about it that just felt so satisfying, especially on someone as annoying as RJ. But it was more than just showing a brat her place, something about doing what she did just felt powerful.

Hoshino sat up and leaned back, kicking up one leg and looking at her foot. "Nah, there's no way!" Hoshino said, shaking her head as she smiled from a funny thought.

This wouldn’t be a match that Chloe would typically see. No disrespect to the competitors involved, of course. But Chloe has been in this business longer than those two competitors combined. Some have been exciting matches that get the heart pumping and the crowd excited. And of course, some are mere filler, things that she wouldn’t give much interest to unless if a talent came in with some hype that draws attention in the blonde.  

So, coming into that match, as she was in the broadcasting section backstage, she didn’t give much of a look that was longer than a second. She had business to do quickly, which involved plans for another big event, the ex-commissioner wasn’t going to let that match between RJ and Hoshino distract her. It wasn’t her thing, she decided that as such. Within the years, she had seen many types of competitions, and she eventually had her own favourites. Despite the kind of match that those two were in, she wasn’t invested. Seeing as there was nothing else on the card that could keep Chloe to stay within the arena, she felt the need to just leave things at that. At least, that was the plan.

But then the announcer called something that did make Chloe give a glance. And what she saw was something that had her eyes glued onto the screen a bit longer. It was quite the sight, something that the crowd and the announcer didn’t expect from someone claiming to be about justice. She wasn’t sure if sitting on the opponent’s face and pressing their feet onto an opponent’s nose would be considered justice, but it was a spectacle. Chloe pursed her lips, finding that she could be stuck watching this more had the other guy not interrupt and bring her to reality. Ah yes, she needed to finish that meeting. But after that, she had to look into it more and find that person.

But it was as if fate brought them close to the point where Hoshino ran across the room. Torn skirt in one hand, boots in the other, both covering parts that would be indecent to show in public. Anyone who wasn’t following the action would have thought that Hoshino lost in a humiliating fashion. But those that do know better. But this made Chloe more curious, as a raised eyebrow showed.

So much to know and ask about this one.

It wasn’t a hard ordeal to follow the small fighter of justice, some pinpointing where Hoshino ran to, and the voice that was heard inside the bathroom confirmed that she is in the right place. She found the woman playing around to distract herself from her own humiliation. She saw as Hoshino began to like it more. A curious creature, Chloe walked towards the small woman. “There is.” She called out as she walked towards her. “And from the looks of things, you can’t deny it.”

The low and sultry voice shook Hoshino out of her thoughts, making her sit up and look around to find where it came from. She thought that she was alone in this bathroom, but then she saw a tall woman standing by the entrance. No doubt she had come in while Hoshino was too busy thinking to notice. The schoolgirl wondered who this woman was, and what she was doing. Was she just here to use the bathroom?

But what she said didn't sound like she was just going to the loo. She had been listening to Hoshino musing to herself. Of course, none of what Hoshino was saying aloud made any sense outside the context of her recent match... But it seemed to make perfect sense to this woman, which meant that she was watching the match, and that she was here for Hoshino specifically.

The schoolgirl was immediately on alert. She instinctively stood up, dropping her torn skirt and boots, hands rising and knees bending as if to start a fight. But then she calmed herself down. She was still on edge after that match, but the fight was over now and Hoshino didn't think she had to worry. Best to hear out what this person had to say, instead of picking a fight when she was already tired.

"Who are you?" Hoshino asked, "And what do you want?" Her voice carried her suspicion, and her body remained tense in case it did come to a fight, but she wasn't expecting one. Though she had no idea who this woman was, she did have an idea of why she came all this way to talk to her.