Restless Fire: Firebrand vs. Jeanne Le Pen

[SimplePride]

Firebrand vs Jeanne Le Pen
Normal Match
Win by pinfall, submission, or KO

Firebrand was kind of miffed that it took this long for her to have another match. She reasoned with herself that with all the talent LAW has, there was bound to have some wrestlers lost in the shuffle. Firebrand pouted, but, realized that she had a match now, so she should be grateful. She received the cue to enter, and out came Firebrand to a majorly positive response:

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Firebrand was seemingly well-loved by the LAW crowd. She gave the crowd a wave as she entered the ring. She blew a kiss to some of the male audience members, some noticeably swooned. Firebrand smiled, sure, she could keep going, but, she wanted to focus on this match. She went into her corner and waited for her opponent to enter.

[Monsy]

Ever since Liona’s first appearance, she’s been a mirage to everyone who sought her out, stuck chasing the tails of her ankle bandages before losing her again. When Firebrand made her entrance, officials tried checking her dressing room, the parking lot, even the snack machines! She wasn’t in the halls either, they checked three times. But in reality, Liona lurked in a shadow behind the stage, silently observing as people bustled about.
So in the shock of the backstage officials, Liona came skipping out to the beat of her music, stopping to look at everyone through the slits of her full face mask. She was swathed in a red cloak, the entirety of her skin lost behind white wrappings, even her grass-green hair was concealed by a hood.



Her stroll down the rampway was slow and focused, hands delved by her back. Then when she got to ringside, she unleashed a flurry of energy; jumping onto the steel steps, using one foot to spring up to the apron, then she grabbed the turnbuckle, swinging her body over the ropes and executing a handstand. From this sight, she stared at Firebrand blankly whilst upside down, issuing a wave before she dropped down into the ring and turned around.

She skipped from foot to foot, stopping before her opponent who stood a mighty seven inches more. For a moment, she stared forward at their chest, slowly craning their neck until they were looking eye to eye. Slowly tilting her head, she took a brief in, as if she was about to speak… Then she let out a high-pitch shrieking laugh, loud and sudden like a comical witch.

[SimplePride]

Firebrand watched her opponent make her way to the ring, and was more than a bit weirded out. This girl, who ever she was, seemed sporadic, almost possessed. Then that shrieking laugh...Firebrand was sure that laugh was going to plague her nightmares tonight...

"And they call Isaiah weird..." was all Firebrand said as she went into her corner and waited for the bell to ring to signal the matches start. It rang, and the match was on! Firebrand was so weirded out by her opponent's entrance, she didn't even know where to even start. She tried a lockup, hoping the sheer oddness of this oddball would subside...

[Monsy]

Prancing back to her corner, she twirled on her heel and folded her arms behind her back. When the bell rang, she made exaggerated steps towards the middle of the ring, doing lunges while continuing to have her arms behind her back. She read her opponent’s intentions fairly early on by their mutual approach, which Liona had no intention of entertaining. But she’d put her hands up in front of her face, palms facing Firebrand as she wiggled her fingers at them. She wanted to feign them out with style, so they’d commit to the tie-up, only for Liona to sidestep left! This was coupled with a counter, as she dropped low in a crouch, pressed a hand to the mat behind her and swiped with her left leg to sweep Firebrand’s!
If the swift tactic met success, Liona would stand and lean forward towards her opponent’s face, feet locked beside each other and hands knitted behind her back once more. At least at this distance, her green eyes were visible through the mask, staring without blinking.

[SimplePride]

As Firebrand approached her opponent, she seemed willing to lock up, only to side step, rendering Firebrand slightly off balance. Next thing she knew her feet were pulled out from under her as Jeanne swept her feet. Firebrand looked up at her opponent, who stared right through her soul. She might have been a weirdo, but, she did possess some skill. Firebrand was determined not to be intimidated by her opponent, so, she grabbed the legs of her opponent, hoping to trip up Jeanne, just as Jeanne did to her...

[Monsy]

Beneath the wraps, Jeanne chewed on her lips, resisting the urge to laugh. She loved tricks, pranks especially, just as Liona did. But since Liona’s impractical choice to taunt with inaction led to it being punished with her butt bumping into the mat, punishing her tailbone. A minute sound ushered, “Ow…” Having landed on her tailbone, she felt compelled to roll back and yank her knees towards her chest. If Firebrand was adamant with her grip on Liona’s ankles, she’d hopefully be pulled along into another trap. Having folded her legs against her chest, body stacking her own shoulders, she pressed her hands to the mat and shot her feet like a cannon, trying to ram her feet into Firebrand’s jaw.

[SimplePride]

Firebrand's trick worked, and something interesting happened, Jeanne yelped the word "Ow!" This exposed something to Firebrand: Her opponent, though odd, was human. And humans could be beat. All by yelling a word, Jeanne had just surrendered the only real advantage she had. Still, Jeanne was a fighter, as she felt her boots on her jaw not two seconds later. Firebrand may have deduced that her opponent was human, but, that wasn't going to help her win this. Fire brand got up and charged her opponent, hoping to punch her in the belly.

[Monsy]

Of course, she's human! Liona just wants a bit of fun! Granted, even the restless maiden had her limits like Firebrand had observed. But beyond that veil of an actor, was a trained competitor! Kind of... Still, she was mobile enough to use her kick's momentum to spring to her feet. However, she didn't have time to block Firebrand's strike, which pounded her belly in a thud. She wheezed, doubling over the fist an ornament and muttering two small coughs. Immobilized by the lack of wind, she spoke in a low, raspy tone. "Having fun yet?" She asked, attempting to buy time with her taunts.

[SimplePride]

Firebrand felt her fist sink into her opponent's belly, she certainly was human. After her opponent doubled over with a few coughs, Firebrand heard her taunts, "I was going to ask you the same question..." Firebrand responded as she began to approach her opponent. Firebrand would wrap her arms around Jeanne in a tight embrace, hoping to further wear down her rather odd opponent...