>>19377251Sola Fire folded her arms across her chest, a slight sneer forming on her face, as White Lung’s 'Mountain' signalled the arrival of “The Ace” Amy Flame, who sauntered down the ramp towards the ring in casual attire, mouthing the lyrics to her entrance theme with a microphone already in hand. Rolling under the bottom rope the redhead locked eyes with the blonde then backed slowly into the closest corner hoisting herself up onto the turnbuckle facing the hard cam.
Amy: “I’m not sorry for interrupting you Sola, I did it on purpose.”
>Breaking eye contact for a second The Ace glanced at the camera then straight back to Sola Fire.Amy: “I was watching on the monitor in the back and I kinda started to feel a little nostalgic for the old days, I was thinking about promo class, remember that? I remember all of us gathered around in that damp draughty Dojo watching each other cut promos using a carrot as a microphone because they couldn’t get us a real one. Fun times. Anyway, don’t mind me I’m just gonna sit here and watch you do your thing. We’ve got half a bunch of cameras, a dozen ringside staff and tens of thousands of rabid WWA fans in the arena tonight…”
>Amy paused for a cheap pop.Amy: “…so what’s one more person, eh?”
>Sola does her best to keep her cool, but it's both exciting and infuriating to have someone like Amy right here in front of her when Sola is in this zone.Amy: “Just do your thing, I’ll be sitting right here.”
