Dawn vs Iris

Horsemen Colors: Yona, Hazel, Iris, and Phoebe.

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This wasn't how Iris expected her first solo match to turn out, but even so, she also pretty determined about fighting her former lover specifically. The bitch had made her especially upset, acting as if she knew anything about her now. Iris thought she looked prettier than she ever had before, she was completely enthralled by how beautiful she was, but she couldn't stand her personality still. She always acted like she knew everything and was morally superior to everyone else. For the first time in ages, Iris even stopped drinking just for tonight, so she could fully focus on taking down Dawn and showing her that she's all talk and no bite.
"Hey, Irieee, are you okay?" Hazel asked gently, smiling as she tilted her head lovingly.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh- no. Not really. Y'know that girl I'm fighting tonight is my ex, right?"
"Oh yeah I know."
"If you knew why didn't you mention anything!?" Iris cried, surprised that she even remembered her.
"She's not that important, right? I mean, you'll crush her and move on with your life. She's just a stepping stone for your character development!" She confidently huffed, somehow full of sweetness, as she said such a cruel statement. It even left Iris in a bit of shock, noticing how messed up her friend's mental state was.
"Well- Yeah, I guess so," Iris hesitantly replied, not sure if she really saw Dawn as just another stepping stone in her career, "I'm going to head towards the ring now, wish me luck, darling~!"
"Yeahhh! Go kick her ass!" Hazel gleefully shouted, kicking her feet in joy.
Dawn would have to wait about ten minutes before fog began to burst from the ground beneath the ramp. Seconds later, Iris seductively bursting from the smoke. She shook her hips back and forth, getting the audience riled up as she walked over to the ring. She swayed her hair to the side, smirking at Dawn. Iris was confident that she'd make her ex pay for her remarks, and prove herself to the world. She didn't get much time to show the full extent of her skills when she was competing for the spotlight with Yona, Hazel, and Phoebe, so she was unimaginably excited to fight someone she knew couldn't hurt a fly. The purple-haired harlot would strut around the ring for a few minutes, sliding inside to circle Dawn. Iris grazed her opponent's hips gently with her fingers, giggling softly as her lipstick shone in the stage lights. She pecked Dawn on the cheek, trying to overwhelm her with sexual intimidation: this was who she was now, and she'd prevail against such stigma of such a slutty woman in the ring.

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