Fond Farewells and Royal Greetings

A 'slump' would not of accurately been describing Tessa Malore's progress in AFW. Even when matches were to be had, success was rare; with a huge collection of poor finishes, and even the wins for Tessa resulting in a badly beaten Blue haired wrestler. Her progress in finding ways out of said slump had next to no success, with a lack of match invites altogether, leading to a depressed eighteen year old girl with little motivation to fix it.

Clad in nothing but her casual attire, having completely abandoned both the 'Blue' moniker and her wrestling bikini, she stood amongst a small gathering of friends and colleagues in the AFW gym. No notable faces among them; they were merely friends from outsides AFW alongside a few AFW staff members she had gained somewhat of a relationship with. She hadn't had enough success in-ring or out for that matter to gain a friendship with another big name in AFW, let alone a relationship.

"So you guys probably know why I've asked if you could all swing by," She'd mutter, relatively loudly so the small group could hear easily. The gym seemed the smartest place for it;big open spaces, few distractions, and the staff were already here. "But you've all probably figure out that my heart hasn't really been in this for a while," hands to pockets, Tessa wasn't exactly nervous, or upset. She was if anything a bit frustrated that a exit from AFW had to be on such lowly terms, if at all. The small crowd fully expected what Tessa would declare next, her small friends already aware of the fact that Tessa was strongly considering a wrestling exit.

Fixing her somewhat shaky tone, Tessa took time in her delivery. After all, who would interrupt a depressed eighteen year old wrestler announcing her exit from a career?

The wrestling prince had heard about his rivals supposed early retirement. It was a strange feeling, he was glad that she was getting out of here- as he believed that she never had the talent to be in here the first place- but then again, the wrestling prince and Tessa had some interesting and heated spars, spars that usually ended up in favour of Tessa. Despite her not so good record in Friction, in their spars Tessa ended up doing well against the wrestling prince, with both making each other tap in their respective mutual finishers- the bearhug.

It wasn't usual to find Daisuke in the Fricition gym but he wanted to see this sad,pathetic teenager get the boot from the wrestling business. He arrived in his sweat shirt and sweat pant, a wide grin on his face as he walked towards the small crowd of people where Tessa seemed to be the centre of attention, about to make an important decision.

"Oh boo-hoo, looks like someone couldn't handle the ring and now is ready to call it a day permanently. I told you Tessa, the ring wasn't made for you and I was right.Now pack up and get the hell out of here"he growled as he walked right up towards her, face to face.

To Tessa's somewhat annoyance, if her somewhat private, unrecorded bouts with the wrestling prince were actually tended to by official staff, the young teen would of had somewhat of an impressive reputation and list of matches under her belt. But that been said, all of her victories were mere hearsay, with the case often being of simply her word going against Daisukes. Not that it helped his pride at all.

To her own admittance though, Tessa didn't at all expect Daisuke to appear, especially not at a event that was greatly presumed to be the young girls farewell. After all, if anything, Tessa presumed Daisuke would be happy to see the back of her!

Yet here he was, face to face with Tessa, finally with a somewhat small crowd to witness their interaction. "Jesus, you couldn't let me have this one moment...could you?" Tessa grunted, stepping up to her previously met foe, hands to hips and gazing up into his eyes. "You have to ruin everything..."

The wrestling prince could sense the annoyance in Tessa as he approached her, he was sure she didn't expect him to show up at all especially in this small session but in a place like AFW- news of such things spread really quickly and he only heard the rumour but upon arrival it seemed as if the rumours were true. Despite their history, the wrestling prince was confident as ever as he approached the Japanese wrestler.

The two squared up, face to face to as they had done so many times in their bouts and the two looked at each other directly, she stepped up- not afraid to back down against Daisuke and broke the silence.

"Stop acting tough Tessa, I'm here to hear you say you quit. Go on then, just quit and beat it, the ring isn't for someone like you. You're just gonna give up and be the coward like I always knew you were....now go on, say you quit" he snarled at her, being his obnoxious self.

Tessa was irate. She couldn't even be allowed to leave in peace.

Leaning in and upwards, she'd press her front somewhat mildly against her foes own, as the crowd somewhat backed off a little. Part of them wanted to restrain Daisuke, and let the poor girl retire in peace. The other part, simply wanted to see what would occur.

"I maybe leaving, but YOU...should be outright fired..." She'd roar, a finger finding itself pressed against Daisukes collarbone, as the young girl was becoming visibly more angry.

Daisuke knew how to get under Tessa's skin, he had done that in the past many times and even now, he wasn't going to let her leave in peace.

She leaned in and upwards, pressing against his chest and he did the same, he pressed forward to lean back and their foreheads pressed as the two tried to push each other with simply their bodies. The crowd got a little tense, but no one dared to interfere.

"Haha me? fired....I don't think so. That...actually is fine, how a little bet? Lets wrestle one last time, if you lose...you will say you quit because of me, if I lose....you can go and I'll get fired, according to your wish....in an I quit match..." he snapped at her

Tessa bared her teeth fully now. Not only would Daisuke not let the poor girl go in peace, but he was somewhat determined to be able to state that he was the reason she quit!

She did smile at one part of the idea however. If she somehow won the match, and still felt like she didn't belong in AFW, she could still quit right after, to Daisuke's absolute humiliation! Plus, it wouldn't hurt to wipe the smile off the princes face in the match itself.

"You're on..." She'd grunt, not moving an inch. The crowd itself was somewhat unfazed, some even putting hands to faces in slight disappointment. Tessa going out in a formal, controlled manner was certainly the right way to go, for a girl unable to cement her place in the company.

However, the match stipulation was too appealing. If she lost, she'd leave, just like she was doing anyway. If she won, she'd forever be able to goad Daisuke!

The intensity from the two was evident, the two long rivals were now looking each other dead on in the eye, Tessa was unflinching and so was Daisuke. The prince gave her the proposal and she bared her teeth for a while, annoyed at the fact that he would not let her leave in peace. However after a while she started to smile, the idea of taking Daisuke down with her was something she happily accepted.

"Good...." he whispered to her, pressing forward to bump his abs against hers, his chest grinding against her breasts as he tried to push her back with his body in a power struggle. However after a while of pushing he backed up, knowing it would be best to save the heat for the match.

"I'll see you in the ring....I'll make sure to send you off in the most appropriate matter, by making you say I quit" he grinned, before turning around and taking his leave.