The coming storm- Tess (D) vs Amber!

*Sliding her golden gauntlets overtop of her alabaster skin, one after the other, Tess remained taciturn and contemplative within the inner walling of the otherwise vacant locker room- She had plenty of food for thought regarding the upcoming bout she had been entered in, contending with someone by the name of Amber O Finnegan- However, in Tess's uncompromising eyes, the name wasn't what stuck out to her; her mission was clear, and whatever opposition she met would face her swift, unyielding justice.* "Haaahh..." *With a deep, forlorn sigh Tess tugged her neon pink jumper up around the length of her curvaceous hips, clipping her miniature, grey cape that eclipsed her empathy across her shoulders. Once the preparations were complete, she forged a pair of latex fists while brushing past unknowns on her way towards the opaque curtain.*

*Without uttering a solitary word, she emerged from backstage as her theme music was blasted throughout every corner of the arena. Witnesses in attendance were mystified by her heroine appearance, but anticipated her to do something bubbly or enthusiastic- Prior to this drastic change in both attire and demeanor, Tess was venerated for being quite the sweetheart, captivating the hearts of those she had gleefully entertained. Now, however, she was a solemn figure of punishment, apathetically dispensing her own brand of retribution and ire wherever she saw fit. As she approached the empty ring, she climbed the staircase and struck an intimidating pose on the top turnbuckle for all to behold- The raging storm outside accentuated her body quite marvelously, adding the perfect amount of terror and awe to her stance.*

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*After linging for just a moment longer, Tess hopped down and quietly brooded in her corner, allowing her theme to trail off into nothingness while she patiently waited for Amber to arrive, a myriad of potential moves she could injure the girl with began formulating in her mind in the meantime.*