Appointment with the Boss Lady

It had been a couple minutes now since she had arrived at the office of the Friction general manager Lukretia and so far she had not managed to open the front door. Natasha Loclear had made an appointment to come see her the moment she had joined the roster a few weeks ago now, it didn't seem that long ago to her though as time had flown by in the AFW. Already she had been in several matches with women she had only dreamed of meeting before signing on with the AFW, including such high profile names as Heather Sunderland and Natalia, two of her idols from her days as a fan back in France. But she wanted more and that was what brought her here today, taking a deep breath she took a moment to make sure her appearance was perfect in her dark blue and curve hugging dress, along with thigh high boots of matching color and a hat that showed off her Russian heritage. Opening the door Natasha stepped inside the sitting room glancing towards the door that led right into Lukretia's office.

Hilde had kept a tight leash on Lukretia's appointments as of late. Everyone seemed to want to have it out with Lukretia, whether it be professionally or personally. That was just the sort of person Lukretia was. People respected her or feared her or hated her but one way or another, for whatever reason, they all gravitated towards her.

Hilde checked the clock. Another new member to Friction was checking in, or supposed to be. When the door opened, the tall German greeted Natasha with a smile. "Hello!" She said in her calm and cheerful voice. She looked towards the door behind her and then back at Natasha. "Ms. Von Creuzfeldt is expecting you. Please, go on in, Miss Loclear." She added with a friendly gesture towards the door.

Pushing open the door gently Natasha leaned inside to take a quick look around to make sure it was alright to enter, but she didn't have to look long as she quickly caught sight of the rather tall woman she recognized as Hilde, the general manager's secretary, bodyguard, and depending on who you asked sex slave. She usually didn't trust rumors and looking at her she found it hard to believe the one about her being a bodyguard either, she seemed a bit too kind in appearance to be an effective guard. Her eyes followed where Hilde was looking and understood that was the door to Lukretia's office, but she waited for the woman to give her permission before heading over to it.

"Thank you Hilde, you're as polite as the rumors say." Natasha replied in the same voice she had used when dealing with her father's business associates, one that was polite and gave off an air of respect to whomever she was speaking to. Stopping before the door Natasha took one last deep breath and took off her hat, not wanting to show disrespect to the general manager as she reached out and opened the door. Stepping inside she closed it behind her and then turned around to greet the beautiful Lukretia, keeping the warnings she had been given by so many about her in her mind as she introduced herself. "Good afternoon Ms. Lukretia, my names Natasha Loclear and I'm here to meet with you."

Hilde blushed at Natasha's words. There were rumors about her? That was rather unusual in and of itself. She smiled when Natasha walked past her and said a mental 'good luck' before going back to her computer and clacking away at it dutifully.

Lukretia was similarly typing away at her computer when Natasha opened the door. She dd not even bat an eyelash in the blue haired girl's direction. She was so busy that she couldn't meet with everyone who wanted to see her and when she could she tried to schedule appointments that she could do some work at as well.

"Guten Tag, frauline." She muttered at the girl's introduction. "I know who you are." Lukretia paused her typing and turned her eyes towards Natasha. She scanned the girl's figure tersely and then smirked. "But not because I should, rather I vill know ze name of ze person who is scheduled to meet me, Ja?" She swiveled her chair forward and leaned her forearms against the desk. "Vat can I do for you. I see zat you are quite new, vould you have a reason to vaste my time?" She queried and tilted her head.

As Natasha slipped into the room she caught sight of Lukretia sitting at her desk, the german woman working on something that must have required her full attention as she didn't even look up as she returned the greeting. Standing there halfway between the desk and the door, Natasha wasn't sure if she should sit or not but decided to wait until it was offered, though she got the feeling it wasn't going to be.

When Lukretia did finally look up from her computer she felt her eyes roaming along her body, a familiar feeling here in the AFW but one that felt a bit more sinister coming from Lukretia. Listening to her accent reminded Natasha of home, her father had done quite a bit of business in Germany and had taken her along often to show off his heir to the family business, though Lukretia appeared to be much more of a dominant personality than any of those businessmen. "I wouldn't have imagined you'd know me by reputation, I don't have one yet after all."

Natasha let herself gaze down at the rather impressive breasts of Lukretia now that she was facing her, doing nothing to hide what she was doing. After a few seconds Natasha looked back up into the eyes of the general manager, not looking away as she answered her question. "Dzats actually what I came to speak to you about, I have been taking every match that comes my way, to build my reputation, but tis not enough. If anyone could advise me on how to move up the ladder as it were tis would be you, no?" Natasha crossed her arms under her breasts and tiled her head to match Lukretia, she had even spoken using her french accent which was rare for her.

Lukretia narrowed her eyes at Natasha when she spoke. Despite her lovely features, Lukretia couldn't help but be annoyed by the girl. Being a proud German, she didn't appreciate Natasha flaunting her Frenchness in Lukretia's face, especially when she had just decided to 'turn it on' It wasn't like Lukretia could turn her thick German accent on or off. But still, she considered all of Natasha's points.

"So..." She said sternly, frowning at Natasha. "You vant to go far in zis league?" She asked, basically restating what Natasha said as a question. "I appreciate your your desire, frauline. However, I believe zat you may be misguided. Taking matches, have you ? Building a reputation? Vhat sort of reputation? It doesn't matter if you have a million matches, vhat matters is ze sort of matches you have und vhat you do vith zem."

Lukretia stood up and shook her head. She looked at Natasha. "Zis is precisely ze reason vhy I dislike taking appotments. A vaste of meine time." SHe stepped around the desy and looked at Natasha. "Vhen I came here, I vas a wrestler just like you. Just like everyone. But I knew exactly vhat I vanted und I seized it. "Now I am in ze position I am in because of meone own strength und desire. I had to ask no one to guide me." Lukretia said lifting her chin and smirking at Natasha.

Natasha stood there expecting she knew not what, unsure of how the reputation this woman had matched up with the genuine article though from the moment Lukretia began to speak she had a feeling what she had heard was quite true about her. Just the tone of her voice told her she disapproved of her, but she knew it would serve no purpose to interrupt her, that it would be best to remain quiet and just let her finish while she considered her words.

There was truth to what Lukretia said about making sure to choose the right matches, after all a hardcore wrestler did not go around taking part in many soft bed matches, nor did a hentai specialist make a habit of only performing in brutal fights. Looking back on her matches thus far she had to concede that there was a mix, the match with Natalia was certainly hentai while the match with Brittany had just been a drag out fight, not much in common there. But then there was the ladder match with Heather, she may have lost but it had been a mix of both styles in a single match, perhaps that was where her desires laid. But Lukretia also forced her to think about just what it was she truly wanted out of the AFW, she wanted to have fun that was true but there was more to it than that. She then remembered something she had said to Heather about wanting to prove she could do something on her own, and then she knew what she wanted.

As Lukretia started to talk about herself Natasha found she didn't enjoy the smug smirk on the woman's lips, gazing into Lukretia's eyes without doing so much as blinking, showing no sign of fear in the face of the general manager. "The other wrestlers and fans have seen me in both drag out fights and sexually charged hentai encounters, and I've never backed down from any challenge. In short, they know me as an ideal AFW wrestler." Natasha paused there to step closer to Lukretia, being a little daring as she now stood within a foot of the german woman. "I know what it is I desire Frauline, and theres no easy path to getting it, for it is a Friction championship belt and those are not simply given away."

"All I ask of you is to think of me if any tough matches come along that need people to partake in them. I will take any challenge you or anyone else sends my way."

Lukretia frowned at Natasha's words and then turned her head. She lifted her chin up and then smiled again. "Is zat so?" She asked. "I see, vell zen, maybe ve should pencil you in for a hard core title match..." Lukretia said the words facetiously before looking back at Natasha. SHe then leaned forward and looked into the girl's eyes. "Vunderbar. I vill give you exactly vat you desire zen. Just... because zt your vish doesn't come back to bite you." Lukretia then picked up a stack of papers on her desk and tapped them against the desk's surface.

'Auf Viedersehen, frauline." She added before sitting back down at her desk and typing away at her computer as if Natasha wasn't there. An interestign girl to say the least. Maybe she would end up rising to the top, if she survived.