L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Standard match

Korra had been suspended, and finally that suspension was lifted. Her attack on Amy had left people from getting the little match with her former tag partner they seemed to desire. But Korra was nothing it not an opportunist she knew in the long run she could thrive better with controversy then she would doing things the normal way. Of course maybe they thought sending someone big and bad would 'teach her a lesson' but Korra wasn't going to lose. The only lesson that would be taught was that Korra couldn't be stopped by anyone. Her music hit and Korra marched out looking bored eyes glancing at the crowd on occasion but beyond that she was mostly sticking to the ring as she entered and looked around. Mic in hand like she was going to speak and explain herself...only to raise it to her mouth and drop it to get more boos. Her smile didn't waver as she walked more to her corner letting her opponent show up.

Spoiler

Soviet March would start and a Russian flag would appear on the titantron. The crowed would start to boo even louder than before when this happened. No longer after a big figure would appear on top of the stairs with a Russian flag on a poll in hand. Natasha would stay there for a moment holding her flat up high before she would start to slowly move forwards, laying the pool over her shoulder for a moment. While she was walking down to the ring, the crowed would boo her more and more. And when she reached the ring the Russian would walk around it one time before placing down the flag and turning back around to look back into the ring. She would slide into the ring jumping back up to her feet and standing tall. She would look around for a moment, lifting her arms up into. She would flex her biceps for a moment showing them off before directly walking over to her corner. She would totally ignore the other fighter, and lean backwards into her corner waiting for the ringbell to ring and open the match.

Natasha

When her opponent showed up Korra watched as they crowd booed either because the person in question was a bitch or because they were patriotic about there country and didn't like the Russian showing off a foreign flag. Korra didn't understand the pride in nations since they did stupid shit and the only thing of value was you personally so she found herself shaking her head a thing the crowds attempts to defend there silly country. Finally when the girl got in the ring she ignored Korra which got the women miffed but she just decided to project that with her fists when she pounded this women into the dirt. Letting her get her time to show off before the reality of the match came crashing down.

Natasha would rest in her corner for a bit. She would look over the ring to the other woman. This would be over very soon. The Russian wouldn´t touch the ropes or lean backwards into the corner instead she would just stand there like a massive tree, awaiting the ringbell to open the match, so she could lay waste to her opponent. And as soon as this would happen, Natasha would lean forwards brining her hands up into the air high. She would start to walk towards the center the ring, while also starting a circling movement around the ring. She would try to circle around her opponent for a bit before she would closing in the last distance with one big step and place her hands onto the shoulder and neck of her opponent for a simple look up. The Russian woman would try to push herself forwards with as much force as she could trying to push her opponent into the ropes again.

With introductions, or the lack of then, out of the way it was high time to show each other what they were made of. Circling around the ring while they stared each other down and trying to size each other up, Natasha clearly thought she had an advantage and finally moved in to lock up with Korra. The two women started to fight and struggle and see who would overpower the other, Korra attempted to hold her ground and force Natasha back with her own might as it became a test of raw power.

Natasha would see that her opponent was really looking up with her. The Russian woman wasn´t caring if her opponent would run head first into her doom or if Natasha would have to catch her. The two would look up for a moment in the center of the ring pushing against the body of the other. Surpassingly for the Russian her darker skinned opponent was able to keep her ground by pushing against the body of the stronger woman with a kinda impressive amount of strength. But the Russian would smirk after playing with the other woman long enough. She would push herself forwards with as much force as she could and started to korra backwards, now not holding back anymore. The Russian fighter would push the other woman backwards, until she would press korra into the corner she just came from. The referee naturally was stepping in at that point and was telling the Russian to let go. Natasha would push her opponent against the turnbuckles a little bit more, before she would slowly step backwards breaking up this lock up. But before she was gone she would throw one heavy right hook into the guts of her opponent.

Korra was holding her opponent off as much as possible and trying to overpower her to the bitter end when the fight took a bit of a turn, Natasha started to throw everything she had behind her efforts to send her backwards and towards the corner and when the burst surprised Korra who was still holding her ground a little but otherwise still falling back she changed things up attempting to try and pull and short so that Natasha met the cornerback and giving Korra the chance to try and throw a punch to the women's face to rattle her a bit.

Natasha would feel a strong pull suddenly, groaning out loudly. She would stumble forwards and fall back first into the corner, the metal turnbuckles drilling into her back. The Russian woman would groan out loudly, what a cowardly move… She would be bending backwards trying to put one of her hands onto her hurting spot on her back. But Korra wasn´t done with going the cheap way and would throw a punch forwards rather rough, hitting the Russian woman right into the face. The head of Natasha would snap to the side and she would groan out loudly for a moment falling backwards into the corner, her hands laying over the top rope.
The crowed would start to loudly boo Korra for her cheap tactics.  

Yes she heard the crowd boo. No she didn’t give a fuck. She was too busy trying to win a match to worry about s bunch of ants clicking there tounge at her, she didn’t even take the time to taunt them or give them a sideways glance. That was for later, now she wanted to start hurting the Russian hoss. First she would throw an elbow into her ugly face looking to keep her there before she took a step back, getting space to run in and throw a boot into her face to follow it up.

Natasha would see how her opponent would twist her body away for a moment. The Russian knew what was coming right away but it was already too late to do anything about it. Instead she would take a forearm right to her face making her head spin to the side for a moment. She would moan out loudly holding her head trying to recover from that. But suddenly her opponent would follow up with a boot right to her face making her scream in pain and her head would snap backwards into her neck. She would scream out loudly stumbling backwards slowly. The Russian would stumble backwards until she would fall back first into the next corner.