Into The Emerald Aether: Himari Hirota (D) vs Emaline

[Sigma Morgan]

Match type: Standard
Victory conditions: Pinfall, Submission, Knockout, Disqualification

Japan. Home of some of the greatest wrestlers of all time, some remembered, some obscured, and some forgotten. For almost two years, it seemed that Himari's destiny was to eventually be forgotten thanks to injury, though Himari defied that destiny, getting in the best shape of her life despite her leg, and with it, got a second chance!

Tonight was the start of that second chance, the night she needed to prove herself in the ring more than ever. Sure, she could still work out, but could she still fight, could she still wrestle as well as before? The world and Himari were about to find out soon. Himari sat down, putting her leg brace on. She had worked out with it on countless times at this point, though it still sucked relying on it as much as she did, but it was a feeling she was going to have to get over eventually.

Himari stood up and pressed her hand against the lockers for balance as she bent her braced knee and worked it out a bit, making sure her brace was good and so was her leg, before turning and looking into her own locker, staring at the Oni mask sitting on the top shelf for a few moments before reaching in and grabbing it before continuing to stare at it in her hands, thinking back to her career before her injury before a knock at the door disrupted them. "Miss Hirota, three minutes" she heard through the door. "Okay, thanks" she replied before putting on the mask and grabbing one last thing from her locker, her robe. Putting it on most of the way before putting the parts that went around her wrist on as she headed towards the door.

Himari Entrance Gear

Music

Backstage was the usual flurry of activity with the staff and other talent running around, socializing, or doing their respective jobs. Himari walked towards the curtain, her robe hanging just above the ground as she did. The lights in the arena dimmed and switched to a slightly purple tint, as fog machines on stage began to produce a mist with a slightly purple tint, and Himari's music began with a slightly dramatic opening. Himari stepped out onto with her back turned to the audience, waiting until right around the twenty five second mark of her music before making a hand symbol with her pinky and thumb for the audience to see before turning around as her music's tone changed to something much more rock oriented as the crowd cheered.

Himari couldn't help but smile from ear to ear under her mask as she soaked it in for a few moments. She missed this, the crowds cheering and reaction, almost as much as wrestling itself. Himari then began to walk down the ramp, giving fans on both sides of it high fives on her way down until she reached ringside. Walking to the steel steps, Himari banged on it with her hand to hype up the crowd before climbing them and walking along the ring apron until she was in the middle. Turning to face the crowd, she removed her mask, revealing her smile to the crowd before playfully tossing her mask at the referee for them to catch before stepping between the ropes and walking to her corner before climbing up to the top rope and making the same hand sign she had before with her pinky and thumb this time with both hands while overlooking the crowd before climbing back down.

Himari then turned and looked towards the stage as she slowly removed her robe, letting it fall to the canvas before gently pushing it under the bottom rope with her foot for a staff member to retrieve and make sure it was out of the way, putting it where the referee put her mask as Himari waited for her opponent to come and join her in the ring.

In Ring Attire

[Kreydos]

While Himari made her grand return to the ring, Emaline stood before her mirror, more concerned with her hair than her opponent. Clad herself in her vivid green two piece, she nonchalantly combed her hair, occasionally running her fingers through her hair strands to measure their silkiness. Soon enough, a LAW staff member arrived and told her it was time. She waved them away before she measured her hair's silkiness one last time, found it to her liking, and set off towards the arena.

Emaline Appearance Reference

Entrance Theme

As always, the sound of her theme blaring and the sight of her sauntering onto the stage prompted that delicious mix of cheers and mostly boos from the audience. She didn't heeded the rabble much mind apart from a single contempteous cursory glance across the stands. A self-assured smirk adorned her face as she imperiously made her way towards the ring, ascended the steel steps, and grabbed the top ropes. With her usual finnese, she lazily yet gracefully backflipped into the ring. She neglected to spare Himari any attention. The Emerald Viper instead strode over to her corner where she flicked her hair and stretched her back on the ropes.

Emaline Stretch Reference

(Based off Saki on the right)

[Sigma Morgan]

With her robe now off, the crowd got an unobstructed view of Himari's near perfect body, toned but still curvy, her thighs just as thick as they were muscular. Just because she wasn't wrestling over the past year or two didn't mean she wasn't hitting the gym, if anything, her injury only made her push her workouts further and harder, and now she was in the best shape of her life despite the setback.

Himari raised her right leg backward, her right hand reaching back to grab her ankle while her left hand grabbed the ropes for balance as she stretched out her leg before switching hands and doing the same to the other. As soon as both her feet were both firmly back on the canvas, her opponent's music started playing. Himari's eyes were fixed on the stage, but she wasn't about to just stand idle or anything, instead opting to continue stretching, raising her arms and grabbing her forearms before leaning right and left, giving her body a nice long stretch on each side as her opponent stepped out into the arena. Himari momentarily chuckled at the mixed reception the crowd was giving her opponent before standing up straight and brushing her bangs back to the side with her hands, before lowering her arms as her opponent made her way to the ring.

Himari watched as Emaline had her back to the ropes and leaned into them before propelling herself over the top and into the ring without much effort and with the woman finally close, Himari began to study her. The pink hair, the green attire, her size, and more importantly, her attitude. The woman didn't even seem to acknowledge her, instead using the ropes to stretch her body. Emaline was the same height as her with modest curves and a more slim physique compared to Himari's more toned and muscular one, something that could prove to be quite an advantage.

Himari continued to prepare herself by stretching her arms one at a time across her body, not saying a thing to her opponent yet, though her eyes never left the woman. Rolling her shoulders, Himari took a deep breath and nodded when the referee came to see if she was ready before walking over to check on her opponent, and with that, the bell would sound signaling the start of the match.

DING! DING! DING!

Himari would step forward, her stance lowered slightly as she walked to the center of the ring with a smirk on her face. "Hope you don't mind being the first one to once again bow before the empress." Himari finally spoke to tease her opponent and hint at her nickname, ready to grapple or immediately rely on her Judo training, whatever was needed to put her pink haired opponent on the mat!

[Kreydos]

Without bothering to settle into a wrestling stance, Emaline inclined her head to the side and raised an eyebrow in response to Himari's declaration. "My sincerest apologies, but such provincial vocubulary and mannerisms are quite unbecoming of one proclaiming herself empress." The Viper's tongue remained courteous and gentle, so much so it came of as condescending. "Perhaps you are but a charlatan? I must profess that I take a certain pride in dismantling hapless jobbers who overestimate themselves."

Regardless of how her opponent answered, she finally brought out her hands from behind her back and displayed her open palms. "Would you like to prove your might then? Engage me in a test of strength?" Of course, it was a ruse. Should Himari accept the challenge and lock hands with Emaline, she would hop up and snap her legs around Himari's abdomen, trapping her in a bodyscissor while also tightly clasping onto her hands to hamper her escape attempts. From there, the pinkette squeezed. Her thighs bulging and flexing as she sought to crush the other woman's midsection, all with a mildly amused smile on Emaline's face and a sadistic twinkle in her eyes.

[Sigma Morgan]

Himari had a humble upbringing, comfortable with loving parents, but they were never rich. Himari got the nickname of empress because when she wrestled, it was regal, and she looked nothing short of royalty. Now her opponent seemed quite prim, proper, and some might even add snobbish. Clearly, she had nothing but confidence, if not arrogance, and it showed when she spoke in such a polite and gentle tone that it was clearly condescension, especially when the word charlatan came into the conversation, followed by a threat.

Sure Himari had her fair share of losses, but her victories and accomplishments throughout her career far outweighed them, unlike many a helpless jobber that Emaline insinuated her to be. Himari let out a sigh before a smirk once again returned to her face, and she looked deep into Emaline's eyes as if she was trying to look directly into her overconfident soul. "Such big words worthy of a royal's court, but coming from the mouth of a bourgeois yet to learn her place" Himari responded with the same tone her opponent used and even added a French word for good measure.

Of course, once she finished speaking, Emaline showed she was ready to actually fight by finally showing her hands and having them raised, issuing a challenge right out of the gate, a test of strength. Himari had been in many of them throughout her career, but never had she seen someone who may have been at a slight physical disadvantage offer one so confidently. "Big mistake Emaline"" Himari thought to herself, changing her stance and raising her hands, clearly more than willing to accept her opponent's challenge.

As Himari locked hands Emaline showed her cards. Before Himari could react, the woman had hopped up on her body and had her legs fully wrapped around her and was squeezing her like a snake to its prey, causing Himari to hiss in pain and strain herself to avoid falling forward from the unexpected pressure and extra weight she was now forced to carry. "So much for... anything friendly or... h-honorable, huh?" Himari hissed and asked rhetorically, trying to pull her hands away from her opponent's, but the grip and squeeze on her hands was almost as tight and as powerful as the one around her waist.

It may have been Himari's first match back, sure, some rust and mistakes were to be expected, but to be caught off guard this early and in this way, like an amateur, felt a little embarrassing. Doing her best to keep calm, Himari looked around her, planning how she was going to get out of this as she focused on keeping upright and controlling her breathing even as her opponent's legs made that a difficult task on its own.

[Kreydos]

"~Ohohoho, my.~" Emaline aristrocratically giggled in response to Himari's remark. "You insult me with such words. There is no explicit rule against exploiting my opponent letting their guard down." The Viper flexed her powerful thighs and clamped the bodyscissor tighter, not just to punctuate her words but to squeeze the life out of her opponent. When she felt Himari's arm strength weakened, Emaline would pull the Empress's hands and attempt to weave her arms around her own neck. If successful, the pinkette then wrench Himari's limbs and choke her via a modified straight jacket choke.