Run The Show: Bengal VS. Iori Nagato (2 Out of 3 Falls Match)

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Thanks to oWND for having another match with me!

Match Type: 1v1, 2 Out of 3 Falls

Bengal, the Blaze Tiger

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Iori Nagato

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Bengal charged out from backstage as the arena lights darkened and her entrance music swelled. She danced and spun, syncing up her movements with the pulsing beat, and with the pyrotechnics erupting around the entrance ramp. She was wearing her white tiger outfit, complete with a cat-eared headband and striped boots. The pale blue contact lenses she wore turned her eyes into two aquamarine gems, set somewhere deep within her skull. She tossed her head jauntily, her stark white hair feathering out like a cloud of steam around her head.

The Tiger's cocky posture wasn't just for show. She was legitimately excited for tonight's match. She'd already been informed that it would have a 2 out of 3 falls stipulation, and those rules were right up her alley. Longer matches gave her more of an opportunity to punish her opponents, slowly breaking them down piece by piece. She'd shown that much in her recent Iron Woman match against Hitomi Ayase. And I'll do the same thing to whichever loser I'm facing tonight, she thought to herself.

That said, she didn't know very much about who that "loser" even was. Her opponent was making her L.A.W. debut tonight. Bengal had tried to look up footage of her past matches, without much luck. She'd found records of several wins on the indie circuit, but no videos, no clues about her fighting style. The only other thing she discovered was that this woman was a former runner, and a prodigy at that - although her record mysteriously stopped, right after high school. Track star to wrestler? It seemed like an odd transition to Bengal. Then again, if anyone in L.A.W. knew her background, they might be just as surprised...

The ring announcer's voice echoed through the arena, snapping Bengal back to the present. "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a two out of three falls match! Introducing first...standing at a height of five feet, seven inches, and weighing in at one hundred and forty pounds...from Kolkata, India...THE BLAZE TIGER! BENGAL!"

Bengal clambered up the turnbuckle, raising up her fingers like claws, before vaulting into the ring. She began stretching in her corner, waiting for her opponent to arrive.

[oWND]

Iori watched everything with an angry smile, thinking that the woman who had come in before her was trying to steal the spotlight, but she would not allow it. So when it came her turn she prepared and went out to the ramp pretending an incredibly pure and innocent smile, greeted the public on both sides while playing a little with her voluminous body.

Her outfit highlighted her body and her muscular and big legs so at the time of going up to the ring Iori flexed her thighs to the public achieving with it a thunderous ovation. Once finished the play Iori finally paid attention to her rival trying to see if the ovation she had just received had managed to annoy her.

"It's a pleasure, Iori here." She said while faking a smile.

After that the brunette stretched her arm towards Bengal trying to get a little complicity before starting the fight, although if Bengal agreed to give her her hand Iori maybe would not waste the opportunity for something else.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal glared at Iori as the young woman made her way down to the ring, sizing her up. Her legs were corded with muscle, perhaps hinting at a history as a runner, but other than that, the Tiger didn't see anything especially impressive about her. She looked like a typical, starry-eyed rookie, innocent and inexperienced. Of course, the crowd was going crazy for her, like they always did for new talent. The teeming applause made Bengal roll her eyes. But the final straw was when Iori offered her a handshake after climbing into the ring! Clearly, she hadn't taken the time to watch any of Bengal's previous matches; the Tiger was not known for good sportsmanship. Her usual reaction to an extended hand was to slap it away - or use it as an opening for a sneak attack.

Tonight, though, something was different. On a whim, Bengal decided to accept the handshake after all. She didn't want to become too predictable. Of course, she was planning to use it to intimidate Iori, crushing the smaller woman's fingers with her powerful grasp. Let's see how much she's smiling then, the Tiger thought to herself, as she reached out her own hand in return.

"The pleasure comes later," Bengal purred, as her clawed hand clenched onto Iori's. "When I'm beating your ass!" She smirked, wondering how her wholesome-looking opponent would react to a bit of trash talk.

[oWND]

Iori plan was a really easy one, use the handshake to win advantage with a surprise attack but in the moment both hands were together the busty girl needed to endure a loud scream, Bengal was crushing her little hand with all her strength and Iori had enough trying to hide her urge to just cry.


With this issue it was obvious how impossible was for the debutant to take advantage of that action and when both girls were in different corners before the match the brunette only was thinking in one thing

"WHAT CAN I DO, SHE IS SO STRONG DO I HAVE A CHANCE??? I NEED HELP!! THAT'S UNFAIR STUPID COMPANY!! I NEED TO WIN AND DESTROY THIS BITCH! I'm the strongest but... It hurt so much... "

The only thing able to woke her up was the "Ding!!" The bell did indicating the start of the match sound that maid Iori to prepare herself in a clumsy way a bit exalted.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Iori's face wrinkled up when Bengal squeezed her hand, crushing her slender fingers together. It seemed like she was fighting the urge to cry; for a moment, Bengal worried that the rookie would fold and give up before the opening bell had even rung. Fortunately, that didn't happen, as the referee separated the two fighters, sending them each to their respective corners. The Tiger kept staring hungrily at her opponent, as if the other woman was a delicious meal about to be served on a silver platter.

She didn't have to wait for her meal much longer. The opening bell cut through the silence, sending a shiver of anticipation through the crowd. DING DING DING! Bengal started forward, looking for an opening to attack. Usually, the Tiger liked to begin a match with strikes to the head, attempting to disorient her opponent. But in this case, she'd already identified Iori's hands and arms as potential weak points. She decided to focus on those instead. Surging toward the smaller woman, she seized her by the wrist and the inside of her elbow. Then she dropped low and twisted her body around, attempting to throw Iori over her body and onto the canvas with an Arm Drag Takedown!

Arm Drag