Meeting, Face-to-Face

Caroline waved her fan about.

The stadium was surprisingly hotter than the lady had expected it to be, even with the modifications she had made to her dress to work better in such an environment. Even then, her gown for today's penultimate match had no less than three layers of petticoats. Even her heels were quite a bit higher than her regular day-to-day sets. But it was worth it for the beautiful green dress that she had on currently.

Care had been taken at the salon, her blonde locks having reached a length that made them perfect for the tower hairstyles found on most of her 'Lady' cards. Well, except for Lolita Ami. She had twin drills. Which Caroline guessed was ladylike enough.

As for her face, the lady had gone through the trouble of doing up as if she was from that particular time period. With modern cosmetic products of course. Probably the only good thing about some of these sponsorships. Now a full-time streamer, they served as a stopgap from the times when things weren't as busy.

Inside though, her mind was going a mile a minute. Supposedly, her rival LolitaFashionista was around here somewhere. Much like her, she had blitzed through all the opponents who were thrown right at her. While Caroline had struggled getting through a 'Housewife' deck, most of her matches had been a breeze.

"She should be around here, somewhere." the lady thought, purse jiggling about for the moment. A beautiful bag she had made herself, everything was in there. "I really hope she takes me on my offer."

In retrospect, this had been quite a gamble. LolitaFashionista had a reputation of being a recluse and distant to other people. Even in the few matches Caroline had with her, the lolita girl had a tendency for keeping to herself. Compared to her talkative self.

"Are you QueenHarmony?"

Turning around, Caroline did a double take.

Standing before her, was a woman decked in a pastel lavender lolita dress. Pastel stockings lined her legs, leading down to a pair of lavender heels. Short white gloves lined her hands, a far cry from Caroline's opera gloves and shoulder pads.

Her face was covered in light makeup, the highlight being the coat of pink on her lip's. While Caroline didn't consider herself that interested in girls, something about her seemed to hit all the right buttons. Heart beating just a little bit faster, a mental deep breath following.

"Yes." the lady answered, grabbing hold of her future opponent's hand. "But you may call me Caroline. What's your name?"

LolitaFashionista looked away, cheeks glowing bright red. It was one thing to hear your opponent. But to really see them out in the flesh was on a full-different level.

"Kyoko." she whispered, leaning forward towards to Caroline. Every part of her was running on overdrive, heart beating in a way that wasn't quite familiar. Almost subconsciously, her message came to the lady. "You're very pretty, Miss Caroline."

"You're wel-"

Kyoko's lips met Caroline's, tongues tasting each other. Unlike anything either girl had done before, why did it feel so right? As if the missing piece of their lives had just fallen into place.

The pair broke away, saliva leading to each other.

"Meet you in your room after our match?" Kyoko continued, getting a nod from Caroline as the pair parted. They had just a short time to prepare for this coming battle, the ultimate one for all the marbles.