Haganehime vs Chika - Women of Steel

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With the Hurricanrana successful, Chika would successfully plant Himeko on her back, and end up on top of her, in spite of her attempt to trip her to the ground, with Himeko herself dazed from the fall.

Deciding to quickly capitalize on the situation, Chika hopped off her, grasping her hair, she sat her up, before unleashing a series of hard kicks to her chest, once, twice, thrice...

...before lifting her head high up into the air, and making it plummet straight down to earth like a hammer on top of her rival's head for a vicious Axe Kick!

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"Ga-" The moment she got her bearings together a sharp pain roused Himeko's senses, forced up by her hair in a kneeling position. And as her vision cleared to show Chika's face she glared, her eyes nearly in hateful slits. "You fu-" A kick cut her snarled insult short as she cried out. Chika was out for blood now. The kicked slammed hard into the Princess's chest, forcing out an ugly cough.

And it didn't stop with just one.

"Graa-!" A second came, jolting her back for a split- second. "Aaa-!" A third, this one nearly making her fall over if she didn't quickly prep herself for it. She had gotten the pattern down now. She was ready for another one and ready to block and counter the fourth... and the fourth strike didn't come.

Not from the front anyway.

Himeko's eyes glanced up, seeing Chika's leg high over head her. There was barely time to prep for it, and it came down hard and fast. Himeko barely let out a sound as her groan was cut off from the impact of her face slamming into the mat, the crowd wincing at the sharp hit as the Princess saw stars, her head forced to bow under the shock.

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"Watch..."

Chika rammed her second kick after the first one cut off Himeko's speech.

"...your..."

The third kick slammed into Himeko's chest, the hard slap on bone on bone ringing in the arena, before Chika paused for a second, and lifted her leg up, and slammed her leg atop of Himeko's head for an axe kick!

"...language!"

By the end of Chika's combo, she could tell Himeko was seeing stars. Pinning her right now was likely the best course of action...

...but right as she thought that, the image of Himeko looking down at her when she was a child, the disappointment of Himeko's father - Chika's "boss", the constant pain and insults thrown her way by the Steel Princess, made her grit her teeth.

Thirteen noticed from ringside that Chika's disposition changed:

"Chika...why aren't you going for the pin...?"

Her comments fell on deaf ears. Chika grabbed Himeko by the hair, looking her square in the eye: "Not nice when the training dummy fights back, right?"

She lifted her to her feet, and dragged her to the ropes, trying to shove her dazed foe through the ropes to the outside!

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"Ag-" The strain at her head forced Himeko's mind to focus, as well as being forced to her feet to met eyes with a furious Chika. It only took a second to register the situation along with the Raven Knight's words. This little- So it came back to their past then. A few solid kicks and this woman thought the match was hers and she could prattle on about revenge.

"Not like you're baby kicks got any bette-" Before she could even finish the retort Chika cut her off with a harsh shove to the ropes, trying force Himeko out the ring. Fucking-! Oh no, that wasn't happening again. Her match with Hikari was already a sore spot for her and this wasn't going to turn into a running gag if she could help. "Little-!" Himeko gritted her teeth, her hands moving to grab and pull at Chika's arm and shirt collar as she tipped over the ropes, her leg just barely tapping Chika's hip to use as fulcrum as her back bent back. It'd be a sloppy execution, but if Chika wanted Himeko out of this ring, the Princess would take her along for the ride and then some with a messy Tomoe Nage.

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"Just you wait until I kick your head clean off----AAAAAAAAH!!!"

Right as Chika tried to shove Himeko through the ropes, the Steel Princess grabbed at her arm and shirt, and tried to throw her clean of the ring over the ropes, Chika hitting the ground hard on her back!

"Aaggh...da-damnit..."

Thirteen approached Chika, but kept her distance so that the ref wouldn't think she interfered. Chika turned on her stomach, and kicked her legs against the floor, cringing in pain...

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There was a cold comfort in nail her throw. There was the initial thrill of catching Chika unaware and forcing the two to the tumble back, then the harsh realization of the destination. It was a huge move, Himeko's back using the top ropes for a higher position and a larger crash and the crowd was sounding off as the two tip over the ropes for the eventual dreaded touchdown. A flashy move both in judo and in wrestling that would do colossal damage to her opponent.

But Himeko had just as little prep for the fall as Chika.

"Graaagh!" And where Chika landed on her back, Himeko landed on her head, the blow making the world flash black for a moment as the Princess was gasped out. The awful sound of the two's bodies crashing the hard floor had the audience wincing, some even murmuring worries for the two. A droning hum Himeko could barely hear. All she could make out was white noise. "Nga... shit..." She writhed on the ground, clutching her throbbing head. It was a surprise nothing cracked open, a damn miracle she still had her neck attached. But her mind was focused on two things: getting to her feet, and tearing into Chika further.

"Hgggh..." The world was still flashing as her head throbbed. Himeko felt around, desperate to dragging herself toward... something. Chika, the apron, the barricade, anything that'd give her an idea of where she was. And... she felt something. Her hand brushed against what felt like flesh. An... ankle? With what little she could make out Himeko could see the black and gray blurs that were likely Chika's outfit. Igarashi! She reached out to snatch the limb in question, wanting it in a vice grip to at least keep the one thing she could make out still for a moment.

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The two women fell outside, recovering slowly from the rough landing as the ref counted both of them out for being outside:

"ONE!"

Slowly, Chika came to sitting up and seeing her rival stirring, and trying to stand up as well...

...and as Chika tried to get back up to her legs, Himeko grabbed her, tightly holding her ankle!

"Grrrrh...let go!", Chika angrily growled, trying to kick against Himeko's arms to get away!

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"Grh!" Himeko winced at the first strike, gritting her teeth and keeping a tight grip on Chika's arm as she kicked the Princess's arm for freedom. Freedom that Himeko was stubborn to give. The new throbbing pain actually helped focus her mind, awaking her from the numbing haze that her head put her through, and Chika's own frustrated face coming into clear view.

"Like hell!" She shot back, now getting to her knees and starting to pull at Chika's ankle to drag her toward the ring and apron. By any spectator's view it was an attempt to bring the fight back into the ring and stop the possible count out.

Except... the Princess's plan was more ruthless than that. With Chika sitting up, if the drag could move the Knight while still sitting up her head was lined up rather nicely with the every edge of the apron.

"TWO...! THREE...!"

And Himeko's pulling was far from a gentle tug.

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No matter how much Chika resisted, and kicked away at Himeko's arm, the woman kept her leg firmly in her hold, dragging her closer to the ring apron, lining her up against the apron, as the ref continued her ring out count.

Chika grew frustrated. Not only at her foe getting ready for a big move on her, but at the count out. The last thing she wanted was a draw against this woman. The last thing she wanted was to not walk out of here with a W.

The frustration bubbled, and escaped her lips, as she grabbed onto the apron to try and rise herself to a semi standing position, even if her leg was still, trapped. Supporting herself with her arms pressed into the apron, she would try to kick at Himeko's stomach to force her to release her:

"<Let go of me, you Yakuza Scum!!!>", she tried to insult her foe in Japanese...

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"Tch," Ramming Chika's head against the apron would had been some poetic justice for dragging them out the ring, but it wasn't like the woman was stunned nor so focused on kicking the shit out of Himeko that she didn't realize the trick. No, it was expected for the maneuver to fail.

"Guh-!"

But the blow to Himeko's stomach and the angry words that followed struck a nerve. A deep one. Yakuza scum... it wasn't a new phrase to the Princess. A number of people called her that, avoided her for her family ties and involvement, and police had a bad habit of annoying her for it. But... hearing it from this woman was different. "You..." Her eyes narrowed to slits. This woman... this woman that was Himeko's punching bag a decade ago. This woman that was running letters and packages for at least five families for money. This godddamn street rat that thought throwing someone around in a ring for a few years made her less scum?

"[ That's rich coming from a SHITTY CARRIER PIGEON!! ]"

She spat back her insult in kind, in the same language for convince of hiding the true words from a worldwide audience. Then she let go, gave Chika the freedom she desperately wanted.

And sprang right off the ground in a wild and ruthless tackle to slam the woman right back to the ground.