Friction Hitlist

Offering Addyson another caring smile Ven happily allowed the smaller to move wherever she wished, her facial expression turning quite concerned as Addyson approached Karen. The other woman was a known heel and evidently a dangerous live-wire, the small British girl had already taken one surprise move and The Silent Retribution certainly didn't want her to take another.

At first Ven didn't approach, Addyson may have taken a hit only moments ago but she undoubtedly knew what she was doing, she was a wrestler after-all. However the moment Karen gave that venomous look of unwavering hostility Ven took a few large strides forwards, standing right behind her smaller ally with an iron expression, trying to discourage any possible violence which might suddenly erupt.

After Karen left Ven's nerves would calm somewhat, causing her expression to soften slightly as she watched the heel leave, mild hostility and annoyance now present on her face.

"Huh..? Oh.. My apologies.. My mind began to wonder.." Ven mumbled as she abruptly snapped out of her angry staring, doing her best to go back to gentle smiling as she raised a hand to shake the smaller British girls. "Pleasure to meet you.. My actual name cannot be revealed.. But you may call me Ven.. And if I'm honest.. Tea would probably be great right now.." The taller girl finished off with a sigh, feeling slightly drained due to all this uncertainty.

"Right." Addyson said, giving the big girl a nod. "One last point of order then." She said and reached for a microphone.

"The two of us have decided a tag match would be just perfect." Addyson said. "So, at your earliest convenience, please be prepared to have your first official encounter with this league be your last. If we must take you on two on one, then so be it. However, if anyone else has the bullocks to take a stand, you're certainly welcome. That includes our flaxen haired associate with the lovely manners. The invitation is open to anyone who can display some courage and outrage. Cheers."

Addyson handed off the microphone and gave one last look to Ven. "Well then, shall we to tea?" She asked and proceeded out of the ring and up the ramp without another word.

In the back, Karen had already returned to her locker room, sitting in her chair, after of course locking the door behind her.

She pondered for a moment, her predicament. The trio of girls had essentially declared war on the entire roster, and she was the second one to walk out and confront them over it. Ballsy, for someone who won't rely on friends. That been said, if she backed down now, the two would of likely found a replacement sooner or later, and if the trio of course came for her, she'd be alone.

She'd sit there, hands to the back of her head, eyes closed, thinking deeply about the tricky scenario she was in. To anyone else it would of been obvious, go and catch Ven and Addyson right away. To a woman who hated essentially everyone though, not so obvious...