Best served cold(Sayuri and Deathbird)

"I am already taking a break right now. This is a fine hotel, the walls are thick and the service is very, very good. So there is a good chance I will enjoy myself here."
Sayuri put her glass away to place the briefcase on her lap, opening it with the casual lightness of a person that was about to open a case of clothing or something other totally normal. Until she produced a rather large scissor from the briefcase before closing it again to put it beside her.

She finally stood up and walked seductively around the other girl until she reached the back of Deathbird.

Deathbird only watched as Sayuri took out a pair of scissors and can only ponder on what she's going to do with it. As Sayuri walked behind her, she would ask, "So what exactly are we going to do today?"

"Huh, we'll see about that. But you can be sure that I, like your lackey the cat vermin, have made a plan to send a message. Not that this would all be necessary if we had met on better terms, but for now this will have to do. I don't take the mistreatment of Barbara lightly in any form, but hey, you will find out anyway."
The Japanese would unbutton or remove any girdle that Deathbird might be wearing while she was speaking, patting lightly on the crotch area of the other girl.
"Sad enough, physics make this a little bit more complex, so we will need to be a little patient."

Deathbird chuckled as she said, "Hmm, it appears she has done well on your tag team partner. I do believe though we proved that Barbara was a tough girl. It was a shame she refused such a great offer." She would say nothing as her garments were being removed one by one. "Hmhm, physics? And what is that supposed to do with all this?"

"A little patience, no? I'll explain. For your three dimensional body and the shackles on your ankles, I am unable to remove your clothes without cutting them off."
Sayuri explained casually while she was already starting to cut in the clothes of Deathbird. This had even the potential to be good in an excitable kind of things instead of pure revenge purposes. And best of it all was that it would surely not hit anyone that did not deserve it.
"I'd rather not wiggle if I were you. Yeah, the scissor could be cold or something like that, but I'd still not risk it if I were you. Although it's of course your own choice."

Deathbird remained still as her own clothes were being cut off. Her shoes were still attached, but due to how her partner handled Barbara, it could be different for her. "So tell me, how was Barbara since my partner done her work?"

"She's ok. But on the other side, when is a pumpkin ever not ok?"
Even Sayuri had to chuckle a little bit at the question. Barbara was really not clever in a traditional way and had even be too dense for a good high school diploma when she gave it her best try. But Barbara knew how to handle herself with an honest impression of a big girl and was more of the practical side. Combined with an ability for a mindless dedication to training and bang, there was your gifted wrestler.

"But I guess it won't be funny Barbara you see in the ring again."
And that was the real joke. Everyone that knew the French Blonde also knew that she already had a fierce temperament, but the new Barb would probably make people go home with new brown underwear.

"I'll be looking forward to it. I'm impressed that Cougra did a good job toughening her up." Deathbird continued watching Sayuri as she added, "I'm eager to see what you will do to me. Believe me when I say I don't break easily."

"Not really a toughening experience for her, rather an attitude adjustment. Couldn't have done that better in any way."
Sayuri chuckled before going back to her briefcase to pick it up and return into the area where Deathbird could not see her that well without turning her head.
"You obviously confuse me with your underling and think I have a set goal that I strive to achieve. You can break a person and still have that lingering feeling that you could have broken them even more. We'll just go ahead and see where it takes us, or rather how far it takes us. Or until I get bored with it, but you can also believe me that I don't get bored easily."

"I am supposing you aren't gonna thank us, are you?" Deathbird was beginning to feel a little strain as she was being hung by her arms, but she was tough and didn't want to let that bother her. She then took interest in Sayuri's words on having that lingering feeling that your victim could've been broken a little more. "Well, Cougra may have had that lingering feeling, but I was informed that Barbie was broken enough. I suppose you won't show as much mercy to me as Cougra to Barbara. No matter, let's see what you can do."