Anna's unexpected challenger (Complete)

Anna was in the gym resting after her recent match. She was relieved to have won her first 2 matches, but for both, she had gone so far as to use moves that preferred to avoid. One almost killed her first opponent while the other was just downright degrading. She was determined to win her next match in a better fashion.

She sighed, hoping she could at least find an opponent first.

A few lockers down, there was an orange haired woman, dressed in a black leotard and pantyhose. She stood at 4'11, and was busy doing some stretches. She had lifted one leg up all the way to her shoulder, counting 10 silently before alternating legs, then lifted her first leg up in the same fashion, except behind her! She had her eyes closed, pulling her leg up behind her as high as she could, counting to ten again before doing the same with the other leg. She didn't seem to notice the girl nearby her, too busy with her warm ups. Her next stretch caused her to slowly lean backwards and make a bridge with her body, not even using her arms to hold herself up, just using her head, then after holding that position, she would slowly flip her legs backwards until she was back up to her feet.

Anna noticed this new girl. The way she was dressed didn't matter to Anna, but this girl looked like a promising opponent. She walked over to her saying, "Sorry for interupt, but how would you like to face me in the ring?"

Nadya opened her eyes at the sound of someone speaking to her. She glanced over to her, then turned away, resuming her stretches. However after a moment or two, she would speak up, her voice with a romanian accent. "Quick to challenge, are you not? You know not my name, nor anything about me. I must assume the only reason you picked me is because of my size, no? Or do you find my stretches to be arousing to you?" She asked her. "For that matter, what makes you so sure I'm even a wrestler?"

Anna bowed and said, "Sorry. I should have asked first. You just look so strong and skilled..."

She let down sweat thinking, 'This is embarassing,' then said, "I'm Anna."

Nadya raised an eyebrow at the compliments. "Do I now?" She asked, then turned to face her for a moment, seeing her bowing to her. "Hmm... I am called Nadya." She replied. "What kind of moves do you prefer doing?" She asked her.

Anna smiled and said, "I have no specific style. I have developed moves from watching others and have my own style. For me, if it can harm an opponent, it doesn't matter whether it's submission, direct or slam."

Nadya thought for a moment before resuming her stretches. "If we are to fight, I have only one request." She declared.

Anna was a little tensed up now. She had to agree to something, but she was ready for it, she was sure. She put on a serious look and asked, "What is it?"

"No strikes."