Mic C. Vs. Petra A. - Quality Of Ones Ability

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Vs.

Standard Match
Victory Via Pinfall, Submission Or KO

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With her arms up high, Petra would roll her shoulders and press her head close to them. Having emerged to quite the roar of approval, the constant quality encounters put on by the Greek had placed her in something of a fan favourite category. Petra's goal wasn't to put on a show - she was only within the company to test her own ability - but she was glad they were enjoying her performances all the same!

With her back to the ropes, twice she'd run across the ring to get the blood flowing in her legs as her music began to die down. With next to no knowledge about her opponent for the evening, Petra had left herself somewhat vulnerable in favour of further testing her repertoire. Eyes to the ramp as she briefly clutched the top ropes nearest the entrance, the Greek would step back the moment the lights began to flicker. All too eager to start her next battle, Petra rested her rear side on the far corner after crossing the ring, with anticipation covering her face as she waited for the arrival of this evenings opponent.

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The lights dimmed in the LAW arena and suddenly a wailing guitar solo played for about ten seconds before puff of pyro went off. After a moment, Joan Jett's I Love Rock & Roll starts to play and Mic Chick in her black, red, and gold outfit, smirking out at the crowd who got loud for her before she began clapping to her theme song.

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Mic Chick would then begin to sing along to the song with her immaculate singing voice, taking the opportunity to take pictures with the crowd and slap hands with them as she does so without missing a beat, looking impressive the entire time while the crowd sings and claps along with her. When she got to the steps, she shouted, "LET ME HEAR YOU!" before leading them in the chorus, letting them take over as she walked up the steps and stand in the ring. On the repeat of the chorus, she joined back in to the close before it ended. She then held the microphone up, smiling happily as the crowd cheered her on loudly.

Mic Chick would finally take a good look at her opponent, pursing her lips and giving a low whistle towards her. Taking a few steps away from her as the crowd died down enough for her to speak. "LAW... How are you doing tonight?" The crowd began to whoop and cheer their approval, prompting Mic to shake her head, looking disappointed. "No, I don't think you heard me... LAW, let me hear how you're doing tonight!" Louder cheers came this time, but the rocker still looked unimpressed. "I know you can do better than that. I said... LAW how the hell are you doing tonight!?" yelled Chick as she walked up to the apron, putting cupping her hand around her ear as the crowd matched her enthusiasm, erupting in response. Mic grinned and stepped back. "Now that's more like it!"

She would then turn to face Petra, holding an arm out towards her. "Would you take a look at this chick though? Petra, right? I don't know if she has ever missed a day at the gym in her entire life because look at those guns. And those abs! Ooooooo!" The singer recoiled, turning her face away. "And don't even get me started on the gams, because we only have so much time tonight and we want to make sure that we're getting all kinds of action out of this show!"

Wheeling around to focus on the crowd again, Mic would continue. "And that peaks right here with your girl, Mic Chick, flying, fighting, and going warp speed all around this hard little body right behind me, aaaaaand looking great doing it." Striking a cute little pose briefly, she pointed at her own winning smile before resuming speaking. "Because let's face it. I have no speed but 11. I have no brakes. And I have no fear. And I might not even be entirely all there in the head, which nobody really complains about if they make it to my hotel room at night!"

Looking back at Petra, Mic smirked and then concluded with, "So yeah, we're in for a hell of a match. So watch me as I beat the fuschia off this chick." The rock star would then toss the mic down before heading back into her corner, doing a few last minute stretches as she waited for the match to start.

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The contrast in entrances and personalities quickly became extremely apparent. Petra herself almost felt a nervous gulp in her throat at the prospect of entering in such a manner. She could perform in front of crowds to the highest level when it came to wrestling. But bravado? Public speaking and working the crowd? Petra admired Mic's evidently natural ability!

Staying stoic as she quickly calmed whatever nerves began to flare, Petra hummed a small smile at Mic's verbal poking of her strong core. Petra herself wasn't the best at reading people, because often enough she didn't care to. Mega heel or pure face, Petra would commit to the match with the same physical intensity all the same.

Though on a rare occasion, she found herself warming to an opponent almost instantly. It was hard not to, given how pleasant Mic seemed - confidence at beating Petra aside!

With a look to the referee and a quick nod back at her opponent, the Greek would begin to pace from her corner. Hands up as Mic too was given a motion, the bell would soon be rung to signal the start of the match between these two middleweight beauties!

[Dubski]

The crowd seemed to be loud even after Mic Chick was done speaking, prompting her to give them a wave and blow them a kiss as she looked at her opponent again, waggling her eyebrows in her direction with a confident grin on her face. The rocker would start to head towards the center of the ring to meet Petra, starting to look a lot more serious as she saw Petra's hands go up, giving her a nod. After the referee sounded the start of the match, Mic bit her lip as she examined Petra's stance, debating how to start this one off.

She slowly went to raise her one hand to lock with Petra's before drawing it back, shaking her head once. Then Chick would raise it once more, but think better of it. Then, adjusting her stance, she would slowly go to lock her other hand with Petra's, taking her time. She had a plan, and she was going to make sure it would deliver.

And as soon as Mic's hand touched Petra's, she would swiftly keep a hold of it as she ducked under their arms, spinning out as she pulled both of their arms out fully as she held onto the Greek girl's hand and threw her opposite arm out, striking a pose from the impromptu swing dance move, smiling cheerfully as the crowd laughed and cheered their approval. Mic would be happy to stand there, soaking it in and giving a wink to Petra.

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Petra was all serious the moment the bell rung. Well, she was all serious by default. She'd just turn it up a notch once the match was underway!

With a tense brow and concentrated gaze locked on Mic Chick, Petra swung into action in her usual calm and composed manner. A chain wrestler by default, Petra had yet to meet an opponent that could outperform her outright on the mats. Even the few times she had suffered defeat in said mini-contests, she'd done so barely.

Coming in with her hands extending to Mic's own, fingers would only tickle upon one another before Petra found her foe opting to swing wide. Not for a strike, but for a pose!

Catching her feet quickly, with a look to her face as Petra imagined this was a precursor to some big move, the Greek would find her guard up for nothing as her opponent stepped back. Instead of some extravagant assault, she simply opted to wink at Petra!

Leaving the purple haired gal with quite a confused look on her face - as her body stayed tense, fists poised!

[Dubski]

Preening happily, Mic Chick watched her rather confused opponent, sticking out her tongue playfully and said, "Babe, we're just having fun. Just chill." The rocker would then hold her hands out in a grappling pose before starting to wiggle her fingers in Petra's direction. "You know how to have fun, right?" Then, Mic would start circling Adamos, but her footwork started to resemble more dancing than anything like a competitive, cautious footwork.

"It wouldn't kill you to smile a little bit though," added Chick, before performing a quick spin, landing on her feet with a fancy dancing pose, one arm in the air before she would hop up, putting herself back in a grappling stance. Grinning widely, Mic Chick would then finally get to it, stepping forward and ducking under the outstretched grappling arms of Adamos to get right behind her. And in another quick move, she would stand and give her a light shove, using that momentum to moonwalk backwards with a whistle.

Still moonwalking, shimmying her shoulders from side-to-side, Mic gave a wide smile to Petra and said, "Here's my proposal. Catch me if you can, Athena. Then maybe we can get this started." The dirty blonde would then end up against the ropes, waggling her eyebrows at Adamos, seeming to want to make more of a game of this than any serious match. At least for the present.

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Mic Chick might as well have been speaking another language to the toned Greek. Petra knew how to smile - how to have fun - how to enjoy herself. But in the ring? This was the time for seriousness, nothing else. Perhaps the two of them could have relaxed after the fight that was to follow, but in the meantime, Mic Chick would have found herself trying to draw water from a rack if she was to get any reaction from Petra. Hell, she was even kicking herself for letting Mic Chicks minor antics distract her for a fraction of a second!

Raising her eyebrows as Mic Chick began to motion again, Petra had no desire to simply charge at her confident foe with her arms open. Such would have effectively been inviting disaster.

Instead, she slowly sidestepped as to position herself in front of her opponents path, before she looked to carefully approach her foe with fingers extended. This girl had the confidence and the ego - did she have the skills to match?

[Dubski]

The Ring Rocker was preening happily at her own challenge, confidently watching Petra who just sort of... watched her, and carefully approached her as she leaned against the ropes. Mic Chick would then deflate a bit, crossing her arms with a disappointed groan. "Are we for real here...?" asked the wrestling musician. "We're--I'm just..." Mic found herself at a loss for words at her stoic opponent--a rarity for her.

"You really know how to be a buzz kill, baby," scoffed Mic, leaning her head back. Any sort of fun she could have drawn from this was being sapped, and Petra had done a pretty decent job of putting herself in the way of any escape route forward and to the sides. She had managed to shut down her little game in the dullest way possible. It was quite an unfortunate situation. Chick would then sigh, clapping her hands together once. "Fine, we ball," remarked Mic flatly.

Then, she would place her boot on the bottom rope and then use it to spring into the air. She needed to make a move first, and she would do that by doing some simple, yet flashy. Something to get the blood moving a bit. Mic Chick would attempt to go up and over Petra and try to take her down for a sunset flip with the express intent to try pinning her to the mat! She might as well see if she could spark any kind of urgency from her opponent now. If Adamos wasn't going to help Mic have fun, Mic would get that fun from her anyway.

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When Petra had her mind to wrestling only the harshest of insults would get a reaction from the Greek. And even then, it wouldn't be much that her opponent would get in terms of response. Save for maybe a raised eyebrow.

Her mind a steel trap, Petra steadied her feet just as much as her mind as Mic Chick swung in no doubt for a lockup against Petra's own extended mitts. Though the Greeks initial prediction would quickly turn out to be wrong, given her foe opted to go over and under - as opposed to into her!

With her feet wide and her body low, Petra had inadvertently made herself a prime target for Mic Chick's flawless leap frog, though that would be that in terms of easy success for her foe. For with a staunch stance came great stability - with the violet haired Petra initially staying to her feet, albeit with her arms waving wildly in front of her to maintain balance!

Teeth bared as she felt herself start to give way all the same, Petra opted to instead fall against the canvas to her own pace in favor of being rolled onto her back. For she would all at once kick out her own feet beneath her - to then bring them up and behind her, with her hips and rear falling roughly on Mic Chick's collarbone. As Petra looked to turn her opponents flip attempt outright against her - and instead give her something of a schoolgirl pin!

[Dubski]

Mic Chick enjoyed the springy sunset flip pinfall. Simple, easy, and it looked cool to boot. However, when she had tried to bring Petra off of her feet, her face wrinkled as the strong Greek girl had a good stance that made it difficult to bring her down. The Ring Rocker grunted out in annoyance as her legs kicked and she tried to send her down. "Come o--Nnnnn..." muttered Mic.

It was bad enough that Petra wasn't having fun with her, but Petra had then decided to drop down hard onto her collarbone, making Chick yelp out in pain as her lower body shot up. This probably only helped as Adamos was already looking to get a pin on Mic.

"ONE!"

"TW--"

Mic Chick reached back, grabbing hold of the ropes right behind her head, forcing the rope break for the pin. She would then take the opportunity to give Petra a judgmental glare. "What, are you just part robot or something?" asked Mic casually reaching up to give her opponent's thigh a pinch with her free hand. She figured that might actually get a reaction out of her stone-faced opponent. A little goosing never hurt anyone. And it was the least she could do while she tried to pin her here.