Julia Rogers vs Peggy McIntyre

Peggy had expected a number of responses, but Junko's response was not one of them. "Ahh.. what?" Peggy said, quickly shaking her head to try to look less confused. She was far from intimidated by Junko, but if the older woman was playing head games for a psychological edge Peggy was determined not to let that happen.

"You'll get yer hands on me sure, but only when I'm suplexin' ya all over a ring my dear. Just 'cause yer older doesn't mean I'll take it easy on ya. Ya do still look plenty fit n' if ya roll around with he likes of Julia you have to still have that old wrestlin' touch." Peggy said, being about as respectful as she could be given her usual banter with a prospective opponent. Just ask Gemma Faraday about that one. Peggy paused for a moment before continuing, realizing that this woman was the key to whether or not Peggy was allowed in the dojo. "Me wanting' to honor the family name is nothin' personal. I think the world of a couple of yer ladies and would love to train with ya. Our match, spar or whatever will be done in whatever venue ya like on whatever terms ya like so long as it pertains to proper wrestlin' and fightin." Peggy concluded as she extended her hand.

"Ohoho, is that so?" Junko said. "Well, we'll see about that."

She looked at Peggy's hand and then smiled. She took it and gave it a shake. "I wouldn't give me that much power to decide a match, Peggy-chaaaan." Junko purred. "But it should be fun! Fufufu~"

Peggy grinned as Junko spoke. "Knowin' what ya did fer that crazy tag team o' Julia's I really look forward ta working' with ya!" Peggy said, happy that she might have a spot to train alongside two of her favorite wrestlers of all time. Also, a challenge was a challenge, no matter the opponent Peggy loved being inside the ring.

Knowing that a fight was on the horizon was maybe her favorite thing of all.