Dere Dere

Mercy stepped quickly through the halls of the Tension facilities. She'd ridden and train down to Kyoto the night before. She'd spoken about how things had went with Clyde and what she should do next. She also caught up with how things were going with her and Johnny as well as catching Taylor up a little bit with how things were going in Friction. The parts that maybe she might not catch as a now semi-casual observer. After that it was a stop at the hotel where she waved off a drunk salary man at the hotel lounge. A nice meal and two drinks later, she was back in bed and ready to start the next day.

After a light breakfast she was int he cab texting away on her phone to make sure she had everything in order. Being Rally Fortuna's secretary meant coordinating the girls who decided to wrestle in both Friction AND Tension with the Tension Chief Manager of Talent Relations, or whoever they had filling in for that position. Mercy frowned at the 'loose ship' that Tension seemed to run and she honestly wondered if the only reason that part of the league was still around was because Friction was propping it up.

She let out a sigh as she walked through the backstage. Back here there were men and women passing by her instead of just women. She didn't mind seeing a bare chested man interspersed between all the bare midriffs. Mercy put her finger to her lips as she thought. Now that she didn't have to worry about whether or not she'd be raped by her boss, she really had to give some thought to her sexual preferences. She couldn't deny there were a few girls out there she still thought fondly of, but now she'd been eying men up more these days as well.

She waved those thoughts off. Once she made it out of the dressing room and backstage area, she'd have a clear shot to the the elevators that lead to the offices. A much better place for her, dressed in her black dress pants and black suit coat and tie than among the ripped and ribbed wrestling maniacs. She was only a little jealous!

Lilly was not a happy camper. Things here at the AFW had not been going well for her at all. She had lost all of her matches, and despite her effort to get Clyde as her slave, he still managed to shake her off with his obnoxious, annoying luck. Lilly's mood was rarely ever pleasant anyway. Since coming here, and losing twice in a row, she had been jeered, and and pestered non stop by everyone who claimed to be better than he. She knew that they were all talk though. And she didn't really care about their words. But even so, she didn't like not being able to walk the building without being ridiculed every step of the way. And since she didn't have any matches scheduled, she figured it was a good idea to avoid her... usual attire. Lilly dressed in blue jeans, which she normally hated, but it would have to do. With that, she wore a white hoodie, and had her hair tied back in a single pig tail. She knew it wasn't much of a change, but it was drastically different than the cheerleader outfit she wore all the time around here.

Thankfully, most people didn't really recognize her. She did her best to avoid eye contact with most, but still, just being around these people irritated her to the point she could barely hide it. As she strode through the backstage, trying to get out and into the quieter, business area's of the building, it was obvious by her stride that her mood wasn't the greatest. Lilly just needed some quiet, that would help. But she didn't feel like being home either. Being alone, by herself, just made her irritation grow. She needed to be out, and not be closed in. Part of her wanted to hunt down Clyde, but she didn't really think that would prove useful at the moment. She had to get him when he wasn't expecting it. Even better, if she could get a match against him, she could get her revenge there as well.

This part of the building was very unfamiliar to her though. She never really came this way because, well, there was no reason to. She wasn't a business woman in the slightest. Usually, the only time she was ever in the building at all was to have a match, or to exercise some. So needless to say, she was lost a bit. Around her she saw elevators that no doubt went to the offices. But she had no reason to go there. But it couldn't hurt to look around could it? With that in mind, Lilly strode over to the elevator, tapping the up button a couple times, and soon after, hearing the hum as the elevator made it's way down to her floor. She had no idea how high up it was, or how long she had to wait, but she didn't really care. It wasn't like she had anything else to do.

Mercy got to the elevators and saw another girl standing by it. She frowned a little at first but then shrugged. She wasn't dressed like any of the usual wrestlers. Maybe she was an intern? It didn't mater much to the pink haired girl. She approached cautiously and looked at the girl. She looked like she wasn't from Japan, though at AFW that wasn't something unusual.

While she waited for the elevator to open, she looked at the girl. She smiled and nodded a polite "Hello" before turning her head up and looking at the girl. When the doors slid open, Mercy stepped in the elevator just after Lilly got in. "What floor?" She said, reaching out and hitting the button for her level first. maybe a little bit of elevator chat with someone who was actually semi-normal would be nice for a change.

As Lilly stood waiting as patiently as she could for the elevator to make it's decent toward her, she was joined by some girl she had never seen before. Judging from her outfit, she was one of the "classy business folk" who worked with the higher ups in the AFW. Clearly she knew where she was going around here, better than Lilly did anyway. Lilly didn't care much for small talk though. It was just one of the many things she considered to be stupid. But for the sake of keeping up appearances, she acknowledged the girl's "hello" with a nod. There wasn't much need to say anything else, was there?

The girl seemed to prove her wrong on that though, as soon as they got in the elevator. More talking. Great. The last thing she wanted was to talk to some dumb girl. But again, she wanted to try to keep up appearance. She had to do what she had to do.

Then a thought hit her. She was a higher up here possibly. She might have connections with people who schedule matches. A golden opportunity like that couldn't be passed up. Getting friendly with this girl could help her get a match she wanted in the future. Faking her best smile, Lilly looked at the girl, answering her with "I'm not too sure. I don't know this area too well." She wasn't lying. She didn't know. Another thing that she could help her with.

Mercy raised an eyebrow at the girl's words. Her finger slid over to the stop button and she pushed it. She'd need to get some answers before she continued on. If someone else needed the elevator, well, that was just too bad. There was another one running. She didn't know the area well? That was the first thing that came to mind. Mercy had to definitely investigate that much at least. The first answer was a simple and obvious one.

"Do you work here?" She asked. Are you new?"Once Lilly answered those questions, she could begin to point the girl int he right direction. But, there was always the possibility that she was an escaped fan who was just running around AFW. It happened occasionally. She frowned at how lax security could be sometimes. But maybe that might be the best in this case. She really didn't want to help some newbie intern learn her way around the building.

Damn, this girl was persistent. She wasn't as dumb as she figured she, and most of the other higher up would be. But Lilly wasn't dumb either. She may not have thought this all thr way through though. As a wrestler, she knew she had clearance to most of these areas, since that technically made her an employee. She couldn't really lie her way out of this one. If this girl was a higher up, then she likely knew almost everyone on the roster, new and old. So she'd know who she was, just by her name. But that didn't mean she knew who she was as a person. She wasn't too sure that the business savvy people of the company were too keen on learning the personalities of everyone they scouted. Lilly could possibly use that to her advantage.

"I'm a wrestler here... my name is Lilly. I'm pretty new," she explained, trying to sound as kind, and innocent as possible. She wasn't too good at being nice to others, she knew. Especially those she didn't really care for. This business girl was no exception. But if she wanted to get anywhere with her, the best course of action may just be to "befriend" her somewhat. "And I'm not really going anywhere in particular. Just wandering really. I don't really come this way too often, and I don't have a match, so I figured I'd walk around some." Lilly hoped that this girl wasn't going to give her too much trouble. She had the clearance to be here, technically. At least, she assumed she did.

Mercy raised an eyebrow and looked at her when she said she was a wrestler. Her name was Lilly? Wasn't there a newbie in Friction named that?" Mercy shrugged it off. There were so many names for her to remember that sometimes they blurred together. But she looked over at Lilly. The two were almost the exact same size. Lilly might have been a hair taller and her chest was definitely more pronounced. But Mercy leaned back and took a fast sneak at the girl's caboose. She smirked. At least Mercy's ass was nicer.

But the girl obviously needed some help, even if she didn't look like a wrestler. "Well, there's offices up here." Mercy said. "Did you have a meeting scheduled? I can tell you where to go." She had a feeling, the girl was being cryptic but it was just a feeling in the back of her head. Or maybe it was something else. She decided to try and break the ice. "Clearly you're not here to wrestle today." She said with a smile. "Have you had a match yet? Maybe she still needed to be oriented here?

This girl was definitely full of questions, and questions were very, very annoying to Lilly. But at least she wasn't grilling her about who she was anymore. She dodged a bullet there. She didn't want to have to listen to another person mock her for her attitude. So far, Lilly had done well in keeping a fairly polite attitude with her, but being nicey nice wasn't really her strong suit. Anyone who knew her well enough would know that much. Thankfully, this girl seemed to know nothing about her at all.

"No, I don't have a meeting. Call it curiosity. Nothing wrong with knowing the building you perform in, right?" Lilly answered, flashing a forced smile. Her wandering eyes didn't go unnoticed to Lilly either. She saw this girl... she would have to remember to ask for her name... looking her up and down, and she even seemed to think she was sneaky when she glanced at her rear. She was used to that, from both girls and guys. She couldn't walk down the street, or anywhere for that matter, without attracting some kind of attention. It was the price of looks like this.

"Matches? well... yes, a couple." Lilly wasn't too keen on remembering her past matches. Both had been humiliating losses, and both by submission no less. Lilly hated quitting with a passion. But she didn't have a choice in those situations... at least that's what she told herself.

Mercy raised an eyebrow at Lilly's response. She just wanted to look around? Well, there was definitely something wrong with that! Mercy repaid Lilly in kind with a forced smile of her own. She could certainly demand the girl show some id but she was tired of that. Every time she tried it, it ended mostly bad. Whatever. This girl wasn't any more threatening than Mercy was.

"Well, there's just offices up here." She said as she decided to push her the button for her floor and get the elevator moving again. "It's all pretty boring, but I guess if you want to talk to people's secretaries then... there's that..." She added as the elevator began to whirr up to the floor.

She rocked on her feet a bit when it started up and glanced at Lilly. She didn't like the tense atmosphere but wasn't sure how to break the ice a bit. She reached for her ipod and thought about turning up her music but decided against it. Instead, she looked at Lilly. "It must be thrilling being a wrestler?" She asked. "I almost had to wrestle here but thankfully my boss got fired and I didn't have to..." That didn't sound very good at all... "Though... I wouldn't ever have to wrestle men. I don't know how you do it. I can barely deal with them OUTSIDE the ring." She said grinning. Men trouble. If there was anything that could get two women to set aside their natural inclination to sharpen their claws on each others faces, it was that, right?

Now Lilly knew why she wasn't too fond of making friends. Because they never seemed to stop talking. Lilly hated making conversation like this. Small talk was all it was. it wasn't important. But she knew that to get anywhere with this girl, she would have to suffer through it, no matter how much she wished she could just smack her. "Oh, well, I guess now I know," Lilly said, hopefully managing to keep the sarcasm out of her tone.

When the silence finally fell on them though, Lilly was a bit thankful for it. A moment without needing to talk, and a moment to think a bit. She had to get in friendly with her if she wanted to get connections. But so far, she didn't really have anything to go on. Small talk wasn't going to get Lilly anywhere. But then, the girl seemed to give her something to go on. "Oh well... it is sometimes. I mean, if you can deal with the pressure, it's pretty thrilling." Lilly had no trouble dealing with the pressure of being in the ring. She didn't care about gawking crowds, or who her opponent was. She was there to fight, so that's what she focused on. But hearing the girl mention how she was almost a wrestler amused Lilly a bit. She couldn't imagine her in the ring, and even i she could, all she could imagine was her getting pounded into dust. The thought almost brought a smile to Lilly's face.

"At least you dodged a bullet, right?" She definitely did. She wouldn't last a minute in the ring. The conversation seemed to take a switch again, to men this time. Wrestling a man... Lilly didn't like to think about "man troubles." She definitely had her own. Or rather, the man she was looking for was going to have the trouble when she got her hands on him. But he was hard to find it seemed. If anyone knew where to find him, it would be a higher up, right?

"Oh yeah, I hear you there. Men. Not too fond of them myself," Lilly said, trying to keep the frustration out of her voice at the thought of Clyde. Along with his memory came the burning hate for th fact that she lost to him. Luck. That was it. It was always luck with that man. Lilly started to rock on her feet a bit, trying to forget about him before she couldn't compose herself anymore. She needed to change the subject.

"Anyway, what do you do here?"