Meeting the Hardcore Queen (for LunarWolf)

Odessa Brock made her way into the bar a little after eleven oâ€clock. As she peeled off the light jacket she had been wearing and slung it over an empty barstool, she took the opportunity to look over the talent available to her tonight. There were plenty of bodies in the establishment, but, much like the visits she had paid to the joint the last several nights, the number of pretty women was surprisingly few. She had been assured that this bar was a favorite of AFW wrestlers. It seemed, however, that word had gotten around, and that ninety percent of its current patrons were now horny men looking to take a pass at some of the superstars of the womenâ€s wrestling world.

Of course, Odessa got her fair share of looks from them, and she made sure to shoot the first two or three who approached her down hard. She was cold and efficient about it, but did care enough about their delicate psyches to flash them a little smile as they walked away. With any luck, word would spread that she wasnâ€t playing their ballgame, and those players would stop stepping up to the plate. She looked over a couple of scantily-clad, generously-proportioned women and smiled. That was what she was after.

She was waiting for a fellow AFW wrestler, though. Someone who could measure up to her high standards. Odessa was an impressive woman, after all, despite just being an AFW rookie—the tight white dress which showed off her leg to mid-thigh and a veritable canyon of cleavage clearly displayed that, for all to see. What she wanted was a girl who could handle all of that, and give Odessa a little something to handle, as well.

Cecilia Northman had found herself in the mood for a drink and some time alone from the usual people she hung out with. At the moment she was trying to avoid them a tiny bit...she didn't exactly feel like meeting people after loosing her title to Brittany at Summer Splash and had opted for going to a not entirely well known bar. Hearing the A-typical rumor that there was supposed to be AFW wrestlers it seemed as the best places. For the truth behind those rumors were always that they were false, at least most of the time, and instead it ended up being a few horny men that went there only to leave when the realized that it was once against a false rumor.

The Hardcore Queen...or rather Cecilia had decided to head off towards this bar a bit later, wearing her biker jacket and a orange tube top underneath, seeing as she had taken her bike to get here it seemed to be the most fitting way to come here. As such when Cecilia arrived she would open the door and see just what she wanted. Barley a soul from AFW around. It suited her just fine, with that the the blond beauty would head off towards the bar counter, walking up to stand next to a stunning white haired dark skinned beauty. " I'll have a rum and coke." Cecilia spoke to the bartender who quickly made her the drink and handed it off to her.

She decided to take the seat she was standing by next to this white haired woman, taking the glass with her drink lightly in her hand and swirled the liquid around a bit. *sigh* the red eyed beauty let out before she would take a big swig of the drink.

Odessa had been waiting for about twenty minutes when the answer to her unspoken request walked in through the door. She had been casually glancing over to that entrance every time she heard it swing open, growing a little more despondent every time a grimy old man waltzed in. She almost hadnâ€t bothered to turn around this time. But she was glad she did, because the woman who walked through the door was everything she had been hoping to find—tall, strong, but very feminine at the same time, with big tits and a flawless face.

And it wasnâ€t just any gorgeous woman. Odessa recognized her, from several videos she had found before she had decided to join AFW. There was no way the dark-skinned woman could fail to recognize the famous Cecilia Northman, especially after the AFW veteran sat down right beside her.

Odessaâ€s lips spread into a big, toothy, almost predatory smile. She shifted in her seat so as to face towards Cecilia, and brushed aside a stray strand of her snow-white hair with a casual flick of the wrist. She leaned forward, giving the blonde a generous view of her dark cleavage. Odessa was in full-fledged seduction mode, now, but made sure she did not seem too eager as she laid a hand lightly on the other wrestlerâ€s shoulder.

“Excuse me,” she said sweetly. “Youâ€re Cecilia Northman, arenâ€t you? A face that gorgeous could belong to no one except the Hardcore Queen who Iâ€ve heard so much about.”

When Cecilia heard the voice of the dark skinned woman next to her, seeing the beautiful white dress and white hair of the lovely girl as she looked over to her. Hearing this beauty praise her like that almost something that in Cecilia's younger days would have gotten a blush on her face. Though nowadays this was fairly common...though the whole part of a lovely beauty saying this wasn't so common, but it wasn't rare.

The blond beauty eyed Odessa for a little bit as she couldn't help but be entranced for a second by the beauty that Odessa was. " Oh ? Yeah I'm Cecilia, and thanks for the compliment honey." Cecilia said with a half smile on her lips. " Though the Hardcore Queen name might not be the most fitting one anymore sweet heart, just call me Cecilia." The beautiful blond said as she would offer her hand to Odessa for a handshake. " Pleasure to meet you...Miss ? " Cecilia let out as she was trying to get a name of out the beautiful white haired woman.

Odessa was very pleased with herself right now. It had been a dull night, but she had made the right call, dressing up her absolute sexiest and waiting around at the bar despite the initial lack of talent among its patrons, because she had found the single most impressive AFW wrestler who she had ever had the pleasure to watch: Cecilia Northman. And, judging by the way Cecilia was eyeing her, Odessa was confident that the blonde found her impressive, as well.

Her eyes shimmered as Cecilia gave her a reply. She was a little confused by the rejection of the Hardcore Queen title—whatever the problem was, it was probably the reason why the Swede seemed a little off tonight—but, ultimately, Odessa would let it pass from her mind. If Cecilia was feeling a little down, then perhaps she could help the bombshell blonde feel better.

“My name is Odessa Brock,” she responded, grabbing Ceciliaâ€s hand in her own and giving it a long, firm shake. “Iâ€ve only been in this country for a couple of weeks, but it is quite the pleasure to meet one of AFWâ€s biggest stars.” She grinned, showing perfect pearly white teeth to the blonde. “What brings you to this place?”

Cecilia looked on as Odessa shook her hand, keeping her eyes on the lovely girl, even eyeing her sizable bust a little bit. She looked on at the girl a little bit more, until the lovely dark skinned girl spoke to her. Cecilia's attention was turned to the lovely face of Odessa as she spoke her name. Cecilia smiled a bit as she shook the girl's hand," Cecilia, Cecilia Northman." Cecilia said as she heard Odessa's name. " Odessa huh ? lovely name." Cecilia let out as she and Odessa shook hands for quite sometimes, she could feel in that handshake that Odessa could give a firm one at least, and judging from the girl's frame she looked to be strong.

When Odessa kept complimenting her the blond beauty would grin a bit, she couldn't help but enjoy the compliment that this strong looking dark skinned beauty was giving her. " Well, my pleasure to meet you too Odessa. And of course it must be, I mean who else holds such a match record and fan praise as I do ?" Cecilia said with a grin on her face, she looked on at the lovely dark skinned beauties face and couldn't help but move to grab her glass, to take a swig of her drink. " Oh I'm here for the booze, and now for the company I guess." Cecilia let out with a smile on her face.

Oh, yes, Odessa thought, grinning widely as she and Cecilia shook hands. She noticed where the blondeâ€s gaze had ended up, even if it had only lingered there for a moment. If you like what you see, dear, then make your move…I donâ€t bite. She would be coy, however, as Ceciliaâ€s attention would immediately be focused on her face as she spoke again. Their handshake was long, and firm, and seemed to be a way for both impressive woman to feel the other one out.

When Cecilia made her little boast, Odessa giggled loudly, sounding less like the experienced, powerfully-built wrestler that she was and more like an excited fangirl. She had been a fan of Ceciliaâ€s for a while, and getting a chance to talk with her really was thrilling. “No one does!” she said. “No one else has the sort of record that you have…yet.” She leaned in closer, talking a little more quietly as she added: “Give me a year or two, though, and then weâ€ll see whatâ€s what.” She would pause for a moment, blowing a soft, warm breath in Ceciliaâ€s face, before leaning back again. She took another gulp of her own beverage. “Now, since youâ€re here, and Iâ€m here, and we both seem to enjoy each otherâ€s company, will you do me the honor of being my official drinking partner for the evening?”

Cecilia found herself pouting slightly when she heard Odessa's giggle, shaking her head a bit out of annoyance at the giggle; but when she finally heard what Odessa had to say about it she couldn't help but putting on a wide smirk on her face. She would eye the dark skinned beauty for a bit as she listened on at what Odessa said. The girl's words were more than intriguing, and made Cecilia herself giggle back at the white haired woman.

" Oh ? fine, I'll give you 2 years max. But doesn't that mean that I get two extra years ? I'll probably have a even higher ratio when I am done with the two years I give you." Cecilia let out with a little laugh, as she turned to Odessa, smiling at the girl as she would lean in pretty close with her face. Her forehead was a mere inch away from the woman's face. " Drinking partner ? hmmm ~." Cecilia let out, she waited a short while, letting her red hot eyes stare into Odessa's for a little bit. " That depends. Do you think you can keep up with me, newbie ?" Cecilia said with a confident smirk, as she would blow a bit of hot air right back against Odessa's face.

Odessa reached one hand up to her pure white hair, twirling a strand of it idly between her fingers as the smiling Cecilia answered her confident assertion with one of her own. “I suppose thatâ€s only fair,” Odessa agreed, with an exaggerated sigh. “Fine. Weâ€ll wait two years and then compare our records. But Iâ€ll tell you that I donâ€t plan to lose to anyone here.” She took a sip of her drink, but her eyes never left Ceciliaâ€s pretty pale face. “Especially not to you, blondie.”

As Cecilia would reply to her offer of being drinking partners for the evening, blowing hot air right back in her face, Odessa smirked. Cecilia was just like Odessa had imagined her to be. The dark-skinned beauty had been hoping to run into this AFW superstar ever since she arrived in Tokyo, and now, she had the opportunity to have some real fun with her. “I know I can keep up with you, dear,” Odessa would purr, once again letting her warm breath wash over Ceciliaâ€s face as they hovered just inches apart. “Both at the bar…and in the ring.”

Cecilia couldn't help but chuckle as she heard this newbie's boasting, hearing how Odessa was putting up as much air as she could, and it seemed as if she had the confidence to back everything that she said up. The only true question was if Odessa had what it took to back her confidence up. Cecilia let out another little giggle when she heard Odessa's proclamation of not loosing to her. " Is that so ? Well, you're gonna be disappointing then." Cecilia let out as she would gulp down her drink in a swift motion. " Cause I'm not loosing to you, whitey ~" Cecilia let out to Odessa.

The blond beauty would motion to the bartender to give them two more drinks, and he would comply within a second. Walking up to the two beauties with two new drinks. Cecilia kept her eyes fixed on Odessa, as she watched the dark skinned beauty. " If you really think you can keep up with me...well, how about we make a little bet." Cecilia let out as she would take a swig of her drink, gulping it down in one go once again, before hitting the glass down on the bar counter. " I'll start by kicking your butt here, then I'll do it in the ring ~. The bet will be...hmm...winner gets to pick match type and stipulation ~"