The Return (Prelude to Shiki vs. Yasha Love, Rematch!)

A sudden and particularly loud thud soon assaulted the door of Hilde's office as the door itself flung wide open--thanks to a little encouragement from one of Shiki's many-buckled, black, boots.

"HILDE!"

The name was exclaimed in a manner that no way justified the size of the room--it was unlikely that the general manager's personal assistant would be hiding in there, after all. The rockstar strolled into the room with her usual swagger and, of course, adorned in her fabulous, punk, fashion; sunglasses accessorizing that pretty face, as usual. Stepping inside, the raven-black haired girl scoffed a moment before rather cockily placing one hand at her hip.

"... You know why I'm here. I want a match with her..."

It was a bit presumptuous, to be honest. While Hilde was likely aware of Shiki's return to the AFW--it was her job, after all--it was likely a bit much to assume that this simple girl knew exactly what Shiki wanted or whom she spoke of. It wasn't like Hilde threw on the Yasha Love mask and went about properly thrashing "evil doers" in the ring.

Yeah, right...

Shiki's gaze now became almost inquisitive as she looked the assistant over a moment.

... No, she doesn't have the body for that latex suit at all... I mean, look at her. All uptight and proper... She's annoying to even look at. There's no way she was the one... w-who...

Shiki could feel the heat touching her cheeks as they began to flush at the thought of that particular match. Suddenly, Shiki's hand raised to snatch the sunglasses from her face rather aggressively before she suddenly pointed a finger accusingly at Hilde.

"D-Don't even try and give me any bullshit neither!"

The punkette's arms quickly crossed over her chest as an angry pout still hinted her visage. All that and Hilde hadn't even uttered a word yet.

Yeah, Shiki was definitely back. For better or worse.

Hilde was not expecting anyone to kick down her door today. She sat in the antechamber of the General Manager's office typing away at her computer when a loud thud came followed by her own name been screeched.

She wasn't particularly sure WHY she wasn't expecting it. Maybe it was unusual for HER to be the target? Most people were only in her office to breeze past iot on their way to Lukretia's. However, the girl barking her name was familiar. She hadn't seen her in a long time except for...

Recently a girl who had dropped out of the league had had herself reinstated. She knew the girl rather... intimately... As Yasha Love, Hilde had conquered the girl in her debut and capped off the match with a rather passionate kiss. Hilde's cheeks reddened as Shiki scrutinized her but the punk only seemed interested in ... what DID she seem interested in again?

"Ahhh... Ms. Shiki..." Hilde began, trying to calm the girl down. "You want your redebut to be against Yasha Love? She's a tough girl to pin down. She only wrestles on occasion but.." Hilde said, turning her head.

"I... have heard rumors that she's been interested in fighting again. I... could see if she'll take you on. I can arrange the match if... she's up for it. Considering how eager you seem to be, it would probably be easy to convince her!"

"Hah! More like she's a coward! I've been looking everywhere for her since I got here!"

The punkette rather inconsiderately hammered her fist down on the personal assistant's desk to further emphasis her words.

"What's she hiding behind that mask, anyway!? I want to know!"

Again, Shiki's fist would bang away at Hilde's poor desk.

"Oh, and don't pretend like you didn't see the match!"

Shiki's fair features began to flush though her words were unrelenting.

"You saw what the hell she did!... She had me in that hold and... she kept squeezing and thrusting... E-Even after I tapped!... S-She-..."

Shiki's blush found a new intensity, the young girl found her words trailing off as she bit, almost vunerably, at her bottom lip.

... Why am I even talking about this!?

A groan of annoyance would escape the girl's lips before she slumped rather unceremonious into one of the chairs in front of Hilde's desk. It was rather clear that this girl had some things to settle with Yasha Love in the ring.

"... S-So, you'll give me my rematch then?"

Hilde watched as Shiki's cheeks grew red. Hilde's matched but Hilde thought it was unlikely for Shiki to notice. The girl was far too busy being flustered at the match herself. At least, Hilde hoped. Shiki had a lot of zeal and zest. Her sudden reappearance brought back memories for the blonde as well. It had been a heated match and no Hilde remembered why as Shiki continued her tirade and demanded vengeance, taking out her frustrations on Hilde's oaken desk. The German was just thankful that Lukretia was out at the moment.

"Ms. Shiki... I can't watch every match. Even in my position. I didn't see it..." She wasn't technically lying. She hadn't seen it because shed been IN it! Though, she had rewatched it later..

"But, I think I can arrange the match. I know how to get hold of Yasha Love." Hilde's blue eyes looked up at Shiki and almost sparkled for a moment. She felt like she was Peter Parker talking about Spider-Man. She had to be careful though. She couldn't let anyone know that the especially mild mannered Hilde was secretly Yasha Love, the Demon of Love!

Once Hilde had finished speaking, almost on cue, a blaring guitar riff seemed to erupt from Shiki's person. With an aggravated sigh, Shiki would raise to her feet before struggling to pry the iphone from the back pocket of her rather short and tight jean skirt--it was a small price to pay for looking fabulous. A quick gesture would answer the call before Shiki brought the device to her ear and spoke with her typical disdain.

"I thought I told you that I didn't want to be bothered today?" The apologetic chatter of Shiki's agent, if mostly unaudible, could be heard speaking on the other end of device.

"I told you, I don't care!... Today is an important day!" The conversation was quick to become one-sided as Shiki turned away from Hilde's desk, continuing to berate the caller as she began to seemly make her unannouced exit from the office. Just as it seemed the young woman was going to simply leave, the call would come to an abrupt end as Shiki proceeded to hurl her phone like a baseball--where it soon exploded into a million pieces against one wall or another. Shiki would give a satisified harumph before turning back to Hilde.

"That was my agent... I should get going. He'll be here soon to give me a new phone." Shiki would roll those pretty green eyes as she leaned her figure cooly within the frame of the door which she had also happened to unelegantly destroy. "... Um, I'll make sure he gets someone to fix the door too."
It had likely become very obvious that Shiki's agent was rather accustom to replacing things Shiki actively destroyed. A man of many talents, surely...

"Hey, look. I don't care what everyone says about your terrible sense of fashion, Hilde. You're alright in my book, I owe you one."
It was hard to tell who exactly "everyone" meant in Shiki's statement in regard to Hilde's fashion sense... but the rest that followed was apparently as close as you'd get to a compliment from the punk rocker. A smile flashed across the raven haired girl's lips before she offered a brief wave, finally making her exit.

Hilde had thought their business was concluded and so she was about to go back to her own work when Shiki's phone rang. It wasn't unusual for people to take calls in her office but Shiki seemed to have her own way of going about things, even a simple phone call with her agent.

The blonde winced when the call ended with an abrupt crash of the phone and Shiki explaining herself... and the door.

"Oh, it's fine it happens every once in a while." Always her door, never Lukretia's. Hilde smiled warmly, nonetheless.

However, as Shiki left with one last quip at the German, Hilde blinked. She looked down at her outfit. She thought she was pretty smartly dressed. A tad bit more provocative than SHE'D liked, but Lukretia always had final say. Still, no one had ever commented on her sense of fashion before. And yet, it seemed that Shiki was sayign something nice in her own way.

Hilde touched her cheek, it was quite hot still. She'd decided to become Yasha Love out of a sense of adventure. To fulfill a hole in her life that she could never fill as Hilde. However, it seemed like Yasha Love could very well serve other purposes as well. Hilde's thoughts were soon consumed with the idea of facing off against Shiki in the ring again.