A wild night with the queen - Alba Garcia vs Gabriel Vinlee

[Hagen-Autem]

Generally, using words so much to get on your opponent's nerves is the simplest way to gain an advantage if you know how to deal with tantrums; however, it is also the simplest way to control them - and sometimes it is all too easy. Even she would find it too bland to use this fundamental method so often, although nothing detracts from the fact that it seems to be very efficient against the opponents she is up against, what would it be like if she started using her own body language to foment desperation and frustration in her opponents. That thought she wants to explore.

However, they are in the first phase of the match and Gabriel prepares to deal with an Alba eager to close those European lips. And she would like to work around that conception, insanely.

But of all the possible scenarios Gabriel could have come up with, the glamorous way in which Alba lunged at her captivated her. Making her respond with the one where she gawked at the splendour of having a wreslter so determined to smash her point and reason...in the face!

It was beautiful, for a second her eyes stayed contemplating the execution while the rest of her wakes up and crosses her arms in front of herself to block the dropkick in a snap back to reality! And the blonde received it as best she could with so little time to prepare, but the weight of that well catapulted tanned by that good jump overcame Gabriel's stubbornness and knocked her off balance with a shove - though the blonde's forearms did their part in slowing those soles - backing up uncontrollably in an attempt not to fall until she stumbled to the side of the ring behind her, where her back was caught by the ropes and where her arms wrapped around the top rope to stand there, wide-eyed and agitated as the crowd howled in collective euphoria behind them.

[Dubski]

The Spanish Dancer had managed to throw her entire body into one big attack, smashing into Gabriel Vinlee and sending her stumbling back. A lot of frustration thrown behind that, wanting to make a statement that she couldn't be underestimated. And Alba landed on her back, swinging herself up to her feet immediately while her blonde opponent was sent back into the ropes! Smirking proudly, she took a moment to survey Gabriel's shocked face, giving a firm nod. She would be ready to show the fans and everyone else just what she was made of.

Alba would then begin to run forward towards the ropes. It was time to keep laying on that pressure why Gabriel wasn't feeling so smug now, and on the ropes quite literally. Garcia let out a yell as she got close and threw her arm towards Gabriel's chest, aiming to send her up and over the top rope and to the outside! She wanted to make sure that Vinlee knew that she meant business, and that this wouldn't be the easy win that Gabriel came into the match believing. Alba Gacria was just getting started, and she hoped to take a more commanding lead with this strong move!

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel was the first and last to feel Alba's strength explode to meet her and send her into the ropes, in a position that Alba was going to take advantage of to smash her brown arm into her chest and knock her out of the ring if she didn't do something!

In every match Gabriel always seeks to sully their opponents to make them give it their all. As she does too. But without getting lost in the mist of anger of course. What kind of hostess would she be if she fell into that pit?

Although, she hates it when a fight comes with bad vibes from the start - it was like coming dirty to a fight because of a previous fight, or replaying the hero vs. monster odyssey all over again. It loses the joke, and it doesn't seem like you come to cater to your opponent when it's like that. However, she loves it when her opponents get all sulky with her in the middle of the ring because she feels like she's earned it and has their undivided attention - just the way she gives it to them - and Alba wanting to prove a point by using Gabriel only made her right.

When Garcia was close enough, The Queen's boot straightened forward to thrust the other woman's abdomen in a kick to the gut, greeting the Spanish fighter with a braking kick to that all the power and impertinence with which Alba was coming. Likewise, Gabriel's other leg would go up to the shoulder of this Spanish wrestler quickly, settling very close to hers neck; followed by the leg on the other shoulder and then she would bring her knees together to imprison Alba's head between them for a suspended headscissor.

"You look very upset with me, did I do something to you or do you want to take it out on someone?" The referee was starting to claim to let go of her or let go of the ropes, one of two and Gabriel would have to decide! "Because if so, I guess I'm not the one, huh?" But the blonde would still have time before they started the count, swinging her legs from side to side to hurt her opponent.

[Dubski]

Alba Garcia would charge at Gabriel, looking to clothesline her opponent right over the top rope. However, in her desire to bring about far more pain to her obnoxious opponent, the Spanish girl got caught. Her midsection being smashed with a kick first, and then her head being caught in a suspended headscissors shortly after. She groaned, grunting out loud as she struggled in the hold, trying to keep the hold from doing too much damage. The words that Vinlee was throwing her way paled to the pressure on her head.

The referee would start counting to get Gabriel to release the hold, it being broken by Gabriel already being on the ropes. Alba would instead focus her efforts on survival. With a groan of pain, her head being swung between those thighs, eventually she was finally released by way of Gabriel simply not wanting to be disqualified. Alba staggered back before falling onto her backside as she held her head in pain, gritting her teeth. This wasn't the ideal start, but she knew she could make it back into this. She just needed to focus and hit Gabriel when an opening would arise. She just needed one good move and then she was back into this match.

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel's waist was doing all the work as Alba was left at the mercy of her tightly clenched head scissors. The petite greenette didn't seem to have any chance to get out of that hold as the log twisting continued from left to right with her between her smooth, manicured thighs as if it were a routine basic exercise. And the blonde waited until the last digit of the referee's count before finally releasing her and dropping her into a sitting position on the canvas while she herself just shook her head to get her golden hair organised.

The queen was just beginning to warm up, and already seemed to have managed to irritate Alba enough to keep her distracted - she wouldn't know what her opponent might be thinking of the charismatic nice girl ahead of her, but what she did know was that Alba was down, sitting, exposed; and she herself was up. Soon.

The queen lunged towards her with a cocky schoolgirl trot before kicking her in the head to keep touching that part of Garcia and continue to take her out of her five senses - she couldn't guarantee how dizzy the Spanish Dancer was, but she could keep her from getting up on her own two feet and having to rely on this queen to do it - and that it be when she wants it, Gabriel would be pleased with what she's starting to do to her. Because she has a couple of things in mind that she wants to try with that nice supple body of her.

"Hmp!... Desperate..." Gabriel uttered piercingly with the same smile of someone who thinks she is untouchable.