Meeting of Fate [Killcarrion]

Asuka had rarely in her life felt as insulted as being casually confused for a bellhop had done, it was different one someone was outright trying to insult you and someone just insulting you out of their own preconception over something, in the case of the that, the latter was far worse. For there was no intention to utterly insult someone, it just happened because that's how they saw and believed it to be. The fact of the matter was though, that was the reason why Asuka had gotten too angry at Gwendolyn, and even following that...the fact that the girl seemed to almost not understand that an apology was in order now that she had figured out that the beautiful model was not a bellhop simply caused Asuka even more anger and malice.

She was at least doing pretty well with being in control of the situation, now that she had her hand clasped tightly around Gwendolyn's ear, waiting for the real and sincere apology that she wanted from the attractive blond heiress. There was more of a reason as to why she had done all she had to Gwendolyn so far. In most cases one might simply hit or slap the person, or put them in a wrestling hold. Of course all of these things would be easy, but the fact that Asuka was trying to drill into Gwendolyn's head right now, was that she was the dominant party in this little exchange, and therefore it would behoove her to apologize. That was the main reason as to why she had wrought Gwendolyn's ear and pulled the girl down towards her knees. She wanted to stand taller and be the one who gave the orders, like a parent to a child.

From the looks of Gwendolyn as she started to speak, the situation was just as how Asuka wanted it to be. Now with her being down on Gwendolyn's level a bit, could see the girl's adorable little pouting face. It was a cute sight, but Asuka was way too focused on getting her apology right now to let such a cute sight distract her. Tough soon enough Asuka noticed Gwendolyn's face shit in expression, it was a rather big shift as well, as the girl went to pouting towards a confused face. Something that caused Asuka a bit of inner confusion, as she wouldn't show it on her face at them moment.

Soon though Gwendolyn asked if they had met before, something which caused Asuka's eyes to widen and her eyebrows to rise, with it followed Gwendolyn taking a hold of her chin and moving the model's face around. Asuka was left with a very confused look at her face as she was being observed like it was. Finally that shout came out of Gwendolyn's mouth, it almost caused Asuka to jump up....almost. After a bit of talking, it seemed as if Gwendolyn had figured out who she was. With that Asuka would let go of the blond heiresses ear and move up into a full stand. " Yare yare...Yes, My name if Asuka Kotori. Or as one should say here in Japan. Kotori Asuka, Model/wrestler." Asuka let out as she would look around, most of her anger had vanished with the advent of Gwendolyn figuring out who she was, though after looking around for a little while Asuka had to ask the question. " So...Sausa-Ah...Gwendolyn ? Where are we ? "

Another collected sigh of relief could be heard from Lady Gwendonlyn row of maids and butlers as Asuka mercifully released Lady Gwendolyn. This had turned out to be quite a suspenseful day for her poor staff, the tallest one named Winston grinning happily as the two had seemingly settled their differences….for now. Gwendolyns heart would start beating at its normal pace again as she cupped her still sore ear, a maid already coming to Gwens aid with a small pack of ice to sooth it. Gwendolyn actually did follow the world of high fashion and may have recognized Asuka sooner under normal circumstances….which these were not.

“Oh, excuse me Kotori-san, Iâ€m afraid my Japanese is still the weakest out of all the languages I know. However, in all honesty my dear, can you really blame me for that earlier confusion in the elevator when youâ€re dressed in that manner of garb? No need to worry though, I know just what you need.” With a snap of her fingers several tailors would surround Asuka and take measurements with lightning fast precision, measuring her arms, waist and leg expertly. In Gwendolyns mind she imagined a Victorian era red dress with black frills and Asukas hair done up with black ribbon and all coiled in those “Sausage coils” she seemed to admire of Gwendolyns. Nodding her head with her eyes closed she was in perfect agreement that her own attire would look magnificent on Asuka, with the tailors scurrying away once finished.

“Well, despite our earlier grievances, you are still a guest, and I intend to treat you as such”, with a wide grin and a slight giddiness to her demeanor, Gwendolyn will daintly take Asukas hand and forcefully escort on a grand tour of her luxiours abode. High class paintings would adorn the halls as they walked from room to room, several of which were of Gwendolyn herself in dignified poses. Gwendolyn would drag Asuka from room to room explaining in great detail the opulence of her surroundings, from the exact tempature and pH balance of the swimming pool to the size and dimension of the immense HDTV in the master room. Marble columns, weight room, rich tapestry, wrestling ring, Asuka would be lost in a tornado of extravagance, exercise equipment, workers still hanging up paintings, and Gwendolyns non-stop chatter. Gwendolyn herself was actually more worked up than ever as she desperately felt the need to impress Asuka, still excited to finally meet a fellow wrestler.

“…..and thatâ€s how I was able to convince AFW to let me rent out the entire wing. Ah, and this is the patio.” Gwendolyn would end the tour on a modest patio that held a pair of white chairs with a mid-sized table separating them, all fashioned with white curls on the backs of the chairs and armrests. Two cups of Darjeeling tea would be waiting for them on the table, Gwendolyn placing herself on one side and helping herself to a sip.

“Ah, but Iâ€ve just been prattling on Kotori-san, what brings you here this fine day? And may I call you Asuka”?

Once again it seemed as if Gwendolyn wasn't completely aware what an insult it was for Asuka to have her choice in clothes being put into question, and the way that the blond heiress went about it was simply making things worse. Though Asuka attempted to keep her composure this time. As currently she was simply operating under the assumption that Gwendolyn was a bit dense and technically didn't mean anything ill by it...at least so far that was the impressions she had gotten of the girl, though of course she couldn't be sure of that.

Even if she wanted to do anything about Gwendolyn's continuous poor attitude towards the young Japanese beauties clothing, she didn't really get the time to do so, as almost instantly after Gwendolyn had stopped speaking and snapped her fingers. A Good number of tailors were on her, moving around and pressing tape-measures against her body, measuring her bust, waist, thighs, arms, legs....every inch. Which left Asuka pretty stunned. It wasn't as if she hadn't been measured before, but never in a such a fast paced and chaotic manner. Especially not right out of the blue like this...Asuka could all ready tell that Gwendolyn was gonna be a bit of a handful to deal with.

Asuka let out a sigh as she was finally released from the clutches of the tailors and could finally go on to perhaps have a bit of a normal conversation. Just as she was re-composing herself though, Gwendolyn struck. She grabbed a hold of the beautiful model's hand and started to pull her by her hands. " Uuah! W-wait a minute!..." Asuka let out, but it seemed her protests were wasted upon deaf ears, as she was soon dragged around the large scale penthouse, having Gwendolyn herself personally escort the young Japanese beauty around the entire place, showing off all the nice and neat things, all the extravagance and beauty that Gwendolyn's abode had to offer.

In truth it was bit much, Asuka had to admit that most of it was very impressive and that she had to give credit that the blond heiress at least kept herself in a rather luxury and extravagant lifestyle. Showing of thing after thing to the Red Falcon. Things like a pool, art work, big screen tv and even a wrestling ring. Well at least it seemed as if this girl was gonna take the whole wrestling thing somewhat serious, if the look of her personal gym was to be the judge of that.

After listening along to Gwendolyn explain in great detail about her entire place, Asuka would finally hear what seemed to be the end of the tour. She'd probably wasted a good few couple of minutes right now. Not that she overly minded the little trip around...still, Gwendolyn seemed to be a rather forceful person. " Aha..." Asuka let out as the two of them entered the patio. Asuka watched Gwendolyn seating herself at one side of the table and so she would feel obliged to do the same. Once seated Asuka would hear her blond host ask her that question. " Ah, That's fine. I sort of prefer just being called Asuka." The young model let out as she would look on at the tea cup for a moment. " So I take it that you are planning to go pretty heavily into wrestling then, Gwendolyn-san ?" Asuka would ask the blond as she was pretty curious as to what reason a very rich heiress had to come and join a place like AFW.

Gwendolyn would take in the sweet aroma of her tea before daintily sipping slowly from her tea cup, savoring the distinctive muscatel flavor. The fruity ‘Champagne of Teas†always served to center Gwendolyn and bring her to a more serene place of mind, a fact Winston was most acutely aware of as he was the one who prepared if for her. After the fracas at the elevator he knew exactly what the young heiress would need to soothe her nerves. Gwen would exhale through her nose with smile on her face as she contemplated Asukas question, laying her cup down to respond.

“Well, Asuka-san, like any venture I pursue I intend to dedicate myself to it fully and without any apprehension. *giggle* I know how this must seem to you, some upscale aristocrat joining a wrestling league? Preposterous…” Gwendolyns response would be interrupted by head waiter Winston, who after greeting himself in a bow before approaching the two, would hand Gwen her tablet which now had AFWâ€s biographical data on Asuka. The heiress would look down and briefly gloss over it while continuing her retort. “Thank you Winston. Indeed, I may not have an official match per se under my belt, but as my Father always tells me…..All you need to succeed in life is effort, confidence, and ignorance”, Gwen grinned warmly after saying her quote, memories of her family occupying her mind.

“Although it may prove strenuous to juggle my newfound career with my daily studies….Hmm…Oh!”. As she strolled down the information on her tablet, she would take note of Asukaâ€s win/loss ratio, her eyes widening when she realized her sole win was against THE Heather Sunderland, an experienced AFW veteran. “Oh, excuse me, but you must be the quite the wrestling specimen to defeat Heather Sunderland of all people. You must tell me all about it, youâ€re career prospects must have risen exponentially after such an accomplishment, but I see no other matches recorded…”

Asuka kept her gaze upon Gwendolyn's, though she did also relax as finally after having the blond girl drag her around the entire penthouse for a while, the beautiful model got a little time to just sit back and breath. She crossed her right leg over her left knee and leaned back, looking rather prim and proper herself in the specific way that she was seated. The young Japanese girl sadly didn't go for the tea right away, as she was a bit...discomforted at the moment.

In truth though, she really just wanted to know why exactly Gwendolyn was here and why she had decided the join AFW. While it might be weird that someone like Asuka joined and she knew that fully well...she did technically have her reasons, so surely there must be reasons as to why Gwendolyn had joined. Of course if the girl did not specifically want to share those reasons, well there wasn't much that Asuka could do in that case. However, from the look of things right now, Gwendolyn seemed to be somewhat of an open book. She admitted at least that she would attempted and dedicated herself fully to this league, and what more could one ask for ?

The gaze of the red falcon was a sharp one, and she noticed instantly the older gentleman who stepped up and handed his mistresses the tablet. Though Asuka did have to let out a light chuckle at the words which Gwendolyn used to sum up what one needed to succeed in life, according to her father. It seemed as if Gwendolyn was the spitting image of all three of those things...and if that saying was true, then well...she probably wouldn't have any trouble here. Asuka noticed Gwendolyn's little grin and would finally reach forward to take a quiet sip of her tea.

She kept sipping her tea as she listened on at Gwendolyn's prattle, the girl was at least somewhat friendly...if not for the fact that she was a bit dense getting in the way from her not insulting people. Still, one couldn't deny how hard she seemed to try and that was endearing in itself. " Hmm ?" Was the reaction Gwendolyn got out of Asuka, when she seemed to have discovered something interesting on her tablet. The model raised a quixotically eyebrow as she looked on at Gwendolyn, lowing her cup back down onto the table. " Ah, that. It was no big deal really. I only stepped into the ring with her as a favor to a friend. She told me a few things I could do to mess with Heather...but even so, the girl wasn't all that great to be honest." Asuka let out in a rather monotone voice, sounding pretty serious in what she was saying, not trying to exaggerate or make fun of, or even act cocky. It was simply the way she thought and felt, weather it was universally true or not was up to Gwendolyn to interpret. " As for my prospects, I am gonna attempt and do my best here, like I do everywhere and in every field. Probably rise up pretty far. Tough as you pointed out, because of some sudden transgression and happenings in my life, I was forced to leave for a while. Meaning I didn't really get a chance to follow up on beating down poor little Loserland~" Asuka let out, remembering how much fun she had had teasing her only opponent in AFW so far.

A pair of chirping birds on a nearby ledge would accompany the serene environment, a slight breeze gently wafting through with only enough force to have the silk place mat adorned on the table slightly flap in the breeze. With the clouds in the sky occasionally blotting out the sun above them, the pristine surroundings well complimented the two beautiful women engaging in semi-civilized conversation. Gwendolyns quick aside about her father made her realize how homesick she was. In a foreign land with her family worlds away, she knew this undertaking would have its challenges but being far from them was proving so far to be the most difficult, especially since she left on bad terms with her parents who were not exactly supporting her decision.

“Well, it appears Ms. Loserland~ lucked out by not having to face you again”, Gwendolyn stated while chuckling lightly at Asukas nickname for the apparently over-hyped wrestler. It appeared Asuka had a talent for delivering…”colorful”, nicknames for certain people she met, the Sausage Curl remark never escaping Gwenâ€s notice. Asuka absolutely had a fire to her that compelled her to stand tall against those who believed they were above her, whether it was the veteran Heather Sunderland or an heiress to a multi-billionaire dollar corporation. She apparently had the desire to prove something to the world. Quite fearless, in every sense of the word. Politeness would dictate Gwen not to inquire further on Asukas reasons for her hiatus from wrestling, offering Asuka the same kindness when she didnâ€t ask for Gwenâ€s reasons for her own bizarre career choice, though she was still intrigued….

A statement Asuka mentioned, maybe without much thought, that truly stuck out to the heiress was how she intended to do her best in wrestling like in every endeavor she pursues. Her eyes widened in wonder as it absolutely struck a chord with Gwendolyn, realizing that Asuka follows the same philosophy in life that she herself does. The idea that these two may be kindred spirits coupled along with the sheer happenstance of their meeting that day strengthened Gwens theory that they were fated to meet each other. Gleefully she will place down her tea cup and pick up her tablet once more, a decision having just then been decided in her mind, one she would act on without delay. “Hmm…Iâ€m curious as to what manner of friend would ask such a favor though, was she someone with a grudge against Heather perhaps”? Gwendolyn asked curiously while swiping and pressing on the screen before her…

The mood and setting of the place did turn rather lovely with the advent of the birds that had just arrived, it was a nice and somewhat serene feeling around the two girl's as they sat and had their little chat. The beautiful girls both seemed to act civil right now and was carrying a conversation that one could maybe considering somewhat slanderous towards Heather Sunderland. It was no big secret that Asuka thought of Heather as being somewhat of a loser who wasn't worth her attention, and not really worth the attention of the friend that she had mentioned.

" Of course, If I faced off against her again...well let's just say that It would be all to embarrassing of a defeat for the poor girl." Asuka let out as she would then join Gwendolyn in a light chuckle. Even though their day had started on quite bad terms, so far in their little conversation...Asuka had to admit that she did quite enjoy having these kind of civilized like conversation, somewhat gossiping and making fun of others with a girl that seemed to be sort of like-minded in certain things. The very fact that both of them seemed views of how life should be lived and how one should tackle whatever endeavor that comes in ones way, was proof enough that they were at least sort of like minded. Though currently from the feeling that Gwendolyn was giving off, it felt as if the girl was holding back a question. Asuka didn't mind that she did so, yet she was the type of person who was a bit more brash and straight forward in certain manners. Unless one specifically told her not to butt in or ask about certain things...well Asuka would probably ask.

" Ah, well There really isn't much reason for as to why she wanted to mess with the little Failure. " Asuka let out as she would look over at the birds, " I suppose one could probably say that it's a major reason...though in my eyes it would be better if she just forgot about the girl. Sunderland is sadly a lost cause, doomed to be a failure and a loser." Asuka said as she would then lean forward and place her elbows down against the table, interlocking her fingers to create a little bridge with her hands to rest her chin on. " Claire just wants to mess with the little girl, and try and see if she can reshape her. " Asuka said as she would shrug her shoulders.

After a few swipes and presses against her tablet Gwen would gently place it down having finished her business with it and address Asuka eye to eye while she spoke, knowing it was ill-mannered to do otherwise. Grinning in delight as Asuka continued to chastise Ms. Loserland, Gwendolyn herself always felt a distinct thrill and sense of fulfillment from deriding those she felt were beneath her, as did Asuka apparently. The similarities in their personalities seemed to grow with each moment they spent in pleasant conversation with each other which Gwendolyn was quite enjoying. The mustachioed Winston, who had been watching contently from back inside the building, smiled approvingly as he had never seen the young heiress behaving so pleasantly with a friend her own age before.

“Hmm, Iâ€m afraid youâ€re friend Claire may be pursuing a foolâ€s errand by attempting to change anyone to her own preferences, especially one who sounds as absolutely pitiable as Heather. *giggle*…..Perhaps one day we can both attempt to reason with her over a cup of tea”. Gwendolyn would detect a slight note of jealousy in Asukas melodious voice as she spoke of Claireâ€s preoccupation with Heather. It sounded to her that Asuka may actually wish she were the center of her friends attention, but these were all merely boundless accusations until she met this mysterious “Claire” individual. Until that day, Gwendolyn had a proposal for Asuka she could barely contain herself from presenting.

Raising herself up from her chair and stopping midway from her newfound companion, Gwendolyn will bow gracefully before regretfully attempting to put an end to this composed and dignified tea break. “My apologies, Asuka-san, but Iâ€m afraid I must conclude our rendezvous. The day is still young and I have other scheduled matters to attend to. However, before we part ways, I offer a proposition that would benefit us both. As new talent in this federation I am currently contemplating who my first opponent should be, and I would be thrilled if you would be the first competitor for me to test my skills upon…” Gwen would extend her satin gloved hand in an elegant fashion towards the still seated Asuka, the act of taking her hand symbolizing her consent to the match as well as helping her up to stand before the heiress.

Making fun of Heather had sort of become a little bit of a hobby for Asuka, as it was a high profile win that she had earned and she herself felt as if it had been a complete joke of a match. So she didn't even have to resort to lies or to be boastful in her eyes, she simply had to speak the truth and be as honest as she felt was right. Even so, there had to be an end of her making fun of Heather, as she was starting to run out of ways to insult the girl for now. Still it was enjoyable that Gwendolyn seem to be on the same band wagon as her about Heather Sunderland right now, which simply had made this little conversation between the two beauties go on even smoother than even she had thought that it would proceed.

It wasn't hard to figure out that that Asuka was quite jealous as Claire's attention towards Heather, she knew fully well why her friend was somewhat obsessed with the purple haired loser, but she had not really figured out as to why her friend could simply not drop it. As Heather in the eyes of Asuka wasn't even worth anyones attention, let alone the only person that the young Japanese girl could say that she looked up to. " We could always try.*sigh* Though when Claire makes up her mind, there is almost no way to make her change her mind...The only way I know is to just let her get bored with Heather..." Asuka let out as she would shake her head a little bit, trying to just ignore the situation for now.

When Gwendolyn moved up off her seat and bowed in such a curteous manner, Asuka raised an eyebrow and would then proceed to listen intently on at Gwendolyn's words. The attractive blond heiress offer was indeed tempting, and so far if one would disregard the bad start to their relationship and day, both of the girl's seemed to enjoy each others company somewhat and be sort of similar in terms of mind. For that reason, Asuka would rise up towards her feet and nod her head, looking over towards Gwendolyn, staring right into the blond heiress eyes as she would reach forward and accept the girl's handshake, clasping her fingers tightly around the girl's hand. " I will be looking forward to introducing you to this league. Though be prepared, I will make sure that your debut is met with a crushing defeat." Asuka would say in a somewhat joking tone, even though she was quite serious in her use of those words.

Following her slightly boastful challenge towards the gorgeous rich girl, Asuka would curtsey in a rather noble and well mannered gesture, before she would take her leave. Heading off to attend to the business that had brought her down towards AFW on this day. And after that, there was only need to wait for her re-debut into AFW, against her newfound...friend ?

Things had truly come full circle that day, which had begun in utter confusion and chaos and would conclude in absolute peace and serenity. The elegance of the affair was never interrupted as both ladies shared philosophies on life and delighted in reveling in their mutual smug superiority over others. Gwendolyn had never imagined to meet one so like-minded as herself in AFW of all possible, truly wishing that there clandestine meeting could have lasted longer, but her daily responsibilities simply could not wait. Ironically, one of Gwendolyns agendas for the day was to make arrangements for her illustrious debut into AFW and choose a worthy opponent, of which Asuka had long since proven to the Imperial Rose.

“Splendid, Asuka-san”, Gwendolyn cheerfully proclaimed as she stared back into Asukas teal colored eyes, gripping her hand just as firmly in true competitive spirit. “*giggle*…….I would expect nothing else, though I feel I should warn you…Iâ€m stronger than I look~….” Gwendolyn took no offense from the good-natured ribbing, already well aware of the traditional pre-fight “smack talk” she had read about in her studies on professional wrestling on the plane ride to Japan. Smiling warmly as Asuka imitated, though not quite perfectly, Gwendolyns earlier curtsy, she would respond with a respectful bow in a cute exchange of farewells reflecting each otherâ€s background.

“It warms my heart to see you enjoy yourself like that, Lady Bettencourt” , Winston would comment to Gwen while they both watched Asuka depart.

”Yes,well…Ms. Kotori has some redeeming qualities, but her course demeanor can be an issue”, Gwendolyn would stroke her still sore ear in reflex. “Hopefully she will be more receptive to my expert tutelage after she pays for that indiscretion and is put in her place.” The twin birds that had been perched would fly off into the sky after passing over Gwens tablet that had placed been placed on the table. The screen would reveal that Gwen, using certain executive privileges had already scheduled a match between the two before Asuka had even consented, and with an interesting stipulation…

(OOC - Continues [url=http://afwrpg.informe.com/forum/the-ring-f8/great-britain-vs-japan-gwendolyn-vs-asuka-t10044.html:sfrsia5f]here[/url:sfrsia5f])