AV 2013 Presents: The Debut of ... Silver Ace!

Kyla's smirk flickered away as Lukretia stepped towards her, but she stood her ground. Then when the woman began applauding, Kyla stared back with a stone faced expression. It felt as though she were being mocked. Her face remained neutral as Lukretia implied there was muscle waiting backstage. She didn't believe it. Her calm facade cracked a bit however, when Lukretia inched close and touched her cheek. Kyla began to quickly lift her own hand to slap Lukretia's away, but froze when the German woman whispered to her.

Kyla's eyes widened for a moment before a furious scowl crossed her face. She slapped Luketia's hand away and stepped back, pointing angrily at her. "I am not your d-" she started to say, but hesitated as something crossed her mind. Her brows furrowed and she slowly looked from Lukretia to Iron Maiden who was still staring vacantly into the distance. Kyla then looked back at Lukretia and stared at her thoughtfully before a calm smile graced her lips once more. "Ah." she uttered knowingly. "How interesting. You think you've found a kindred spirit in my client, is that it? Hmhm, my dear GM, I should warn you..." This time it was Kyla's turn to lean in close and whisper to Lukretia. "You're not going to find any common ground with her. She is a damaged woman. And I am her center of stability. Not you. And it's never going to be you."

She pulled back and chuckled in amusement to herself. "But don't misunderstand, I find your concern for my client quite touching! Please believe me when I tell you, I know what I'm doing with her. And her well being is my top priority, truly it is!" She glanced to Iron Maiden again, then back to Lukretia, with an ambitious thought now rattling in her head. "I am not your dog... but you're more than welcome to feed me if it pleases you! Perhaps some sort of title opportunity for my client might be on the menu?"

Lukretia narrowed her eyes when Kyla began to speak. The German domme did not know if she had found a kindred spirit. Clearly Iron Maiden seemed well past the point of actual rehabilitation. But, for Lukretia, that was sort of the point. If there was any flicker of hope within the girl, then certainly she might try and ring it out of the girl. But her lot in life was to probably live it out as a child until she passed, lucky to manage even the simplest tasks on her own. The girl's situation was regrettable and what she needed was warmth and kindness, even if she did not respond to it. She did not need to be used to fulfill this ugly woman's inadequacies.

Once the doctor was finished, Lukretia tilted her head and asked for a microphone. "Is zis because having a title vould be in your client's best interest?" Lukretia looked over to Iron Maiden and held up her head, looking the girl over. "Does she even know vhat it is? If she von, vould you have to prompt her to hold up ze title in celebratory joy, Doktor?"

Lukretia turned and looked back at Kyla. "Und, vhat has she done? She's proven zat she can defeat rookies und idols. But, if I recall," Lukretia said lowering her microphone, "against real vomen, she is not so infallible."

Lukretia then smiled. "As I have said. Until you learn to to accept commands from me as vell as she does from you, zen I'm afraid all you vill be getting are scraps." Lukretia turned her back to Kyla. "Auf Vederseihen, Doktor."