Silence is golden- Zetta vs Ava!

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*Hot off the heels of her first official victory against the pompous princess, Monaka, Zetta had not only proven to the wrestling world that she was a force to be reckoned with, but also managed to garner a handful of fans along the way. While she began wrapping her feet in bandages to prevent them from suffering any superfluous damage she would inevitably take while in the ring tonight, the easterner's mind wandered for a bit- Her opponent for the evening, a rather statuesque woman named Ava, posed quite an interesting challenge. Given her intimidating stature, something Zetta was accustomed to overcoming time and time again, she ruminated on what other possibilities existed in regards to the skill Ava possessed. However, before she had the chance to sink into a pensive state, her name was called over the locker room speakers.* "Zetta Quinn to the black curtain please." *With a deep, elongated breath she put the finishing touches on her flashy attire and trotted towards the ramp entrance, waiting for her music to drop.*

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*As her name was promptly announced, she made her way towards the vacant arena. to her utter shock and befuddlement, it sounded as if the vast majority of the attending crowd was excited to see her back in action again. However, she knew that she needed to maintain an apathetic presence when performing, even though she wanted to thank each and every one of them personally for their support in her endeavor. Turning the corner, Zetta hopped up the metallic steps and flipped over the top rope, perfectly landing on the balls of her feet before finally taking her mask off and casually tossing it into the crowd. This managed to get her a solid pop from the spectators, only furthering Zetta's swelling confidence for the impending match.*

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The strings and beats and riffs of Zetta's theme faded from the speakers, the slow sound of strings replacing them as the lights dimmed. Then, with the shredding of strings and the beat of drums, the lights came back up as Ava's theme flooded the coliseum and the pinkette herself strutted out onto the ramp.

Ava Landry

This was nice. It was nice being out here in her full outfit having a good, straight forward match. No twists, no teams, just her and her opponent having a competition to see which of them was the better wrestler. She waved out to the crowd as she marched to the ring, waves of cheers greeting her as her fans made themselves known. That brought a smile to her face, knowing that there were people out there rooting for her no matter who she would be facing.

That said, she hoped deep down that she'd be facing someone pleasant, or at least someone as quiet as her. She wanted a good, straight forwards match without any dirty moves involved. She would find out soon enough though, having reached the ring and pulling herself up to the lip by the ropes. From there she slipped through the ropes and into the ring, a less impressive entrance than her foe perhaps, but an entrance that fit her perfectly. Strutting her way to the corner, she tore the jacket from her torso and threw it into the crowd, leaving her in her wrestling gear proper as she turned to face Zetta with a friendly smile.

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*The taciturn dragon had to admit, her adversary seemed quite...capable, to say the least: A curvaceous form that certainly wasn't all natural, meaning she possessed a modicum of muscular presence within her body, a distinct advantage in range given her enormous height which essentially allowed her to shadow over Zetta without even trying, and what appeared to be a rather calm and collected demeanor towards the altercation that was about to transpire. Regardless, the dragon of the east needed to maintain a level of quiet intensity to persevere to the end, but that didn't mean she needed to act too hostile towards her opponent.*

"...Welcome." *She sternly retorted, gently reciprocating Ava's grin with a tentative wave in her direction. Establishing dominance wasn't just about putting up an intimidating front- Perhaps she could lay the ground work of being on equal terms, then force this gigantic amazon to choke on her dust as she blew past her in terms of congenital skill. However, before she could formulate a master plan, the all too familiar bell sounded.* "CLANG CLANG CLANG!"

*And with that, the petite mistress threw caution to the wind. Relying on her fleet-footedness to make a statement early on, Zetta dashed towards the shapely woman across from her and propelled herself forward, kissing the sky in the process while extending her right knee upwards to strike the base of her jaw!*

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"Thanks." Ava replied to the stern retort, friendly demeanour not faltering for a moment. Well, at least the girl didn't seem to be getting ready to land a dirty hit on her, even if she was a bit cold. But then again, even if Zetta had something sinister planned Ava's friendly nature wouldn't falter. In fact, she was already dedicated to cutting through the girl's stoicism with her own particular brand of warmth and hospitality.

Striding towards the center of the ring, the pinkette extended a hand and shot an expectant smile in her opponent's direct. "Let's have a great match, okay?" She asked.

DING, DING, DING

With the sounding of the bell, Ava took a step back and started to circle around her foe only to be surprised as Zetta seized the initiative and charged straight at her. While the Canadian had an obvious advantage in height and weight, Zetta was quickly proving herself to be the faster of the two. Before Ava could even bring her arms up to defend against the hit, the Pheonix had already crashed into her and sent her slamming back into the ropes, stretching them out as her body followed her head backwards and stars filled her vision.

Well then, Ava could already see she was going to have to do her best against this oppponent.

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*Zetta's eyes narrowed upon realizing that she was obviously much more nimble than her towering foe, something that Ava would regret forfeiting to her sooner rather than later- While not the strongest dog in the fight, Zetta's blisteringly fast speed and lethal accuracy made her a terrifying force to be reckoned with. Once she had crash landed into Ava's facial region, the eastern spitfire squandered little time in setting up for her subsequent attack, all the while the audience was mesmerized by her outstanding display of acrobatic acumen.*

"Woah, that little gal's fast~" *Some indiscriminate muttering began to fill the arena, but it mattered little to The Phoenix Queen- Her thrill seeking, death-defying moves only served their purpose of dismantling and discombobulating her opponents; if she inadvertently won over some fans in the process, then that was just icing on the cake for her.*

"Down..." *She demanded, hastily backpedaling to create a gap of distance between herself and her enormous target, before finally sprinting forward and launching herself towards Ava, twirling through the air while stretching her limbs out to deliver a devastating cross body in an effort to overwhelm the befuddled beauty early on in the skirmish!*

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Bouncing from the ropes, Ava could only shake her head as she tried to clear the spots and stars from her vision. Still, her smile remained intact, and she'd recovered from worse hits, so this one shouldn't be a problem. What was a problem was how fast the Pheonix was speeding around. Speed had always been a problem of hers, meaning that the Canadian was going to have to stay on her toes if she had any hopes of winning this one.

So when she heard Zetta's little demand and watched the Pheonix start to backpedal, the Canadian let instinct take over. Her back foot dug into the canvas and her knees bent as she lowered her center of gravity, giving herself a nice footing for whatever her foe had in mind. Then Zetta started forwards and Ava lowered herself more in the process, watching as Zetta leapt up and at her in an attempted cross body!

Trusting her gut, Ava kicked into action herself. She would duck down and reach out, attempting to catch the flying Pheonix on her shoulders. If she managed that, the Canadian would hope to use Zetta's own momentum against her and roll her off with a Fireman's Carry Takeover!

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*To Zetta's utter astonishment and shock, it seemed as though Ava wasn't too keen on being yet another forgettable pushover to crumble at the unmitigated agility of the eastern queen- However, it appeared as though the curvaceous giantess had ulterior motives, that sharply contrasted what Zetta had in mind for the direction the match was taking. In an instant, she had gone from unequivocal dominator to impending victim, all of which transpired faster than she had ever perceived!*

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"GGNHH!" *The carry had shot a spine-tingling sensation of unparalleled pain through Zetta's extremities, nearly leaving her paralyzed against the unfamiliar canvas. She hardly knew what to do with herself, feeling tremendously burdened with the thoughts plaguing her mind- Should she try and scramble to her feet? Perhaps playing opossum would be the most prudent option? All of these swarming possibilities bogged her otherwise immensely quick reactions to a grinding halt, as she laid motionless for a brief period of time, trying to recuperate from the damage that had been inflicted upon her.*

"N..no..." *Was her defiant remark, somewhat of a response to the maneuver Ava had executed- She couldn't physically retort for obvious reasons, but that wouldn't stop Zetta from reminding her adversary just who she was dealing with. Having invested enough thought into one, ultimate decision she tilted her head upwards, maintaing eye contact with Ava to try and prevent herself from suffering any, superfluous damage at the hands of the colossal figure.*

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"Phew."

Ava's sigh of relief came as sharp contrast to Zetta's defiant remark, the taller Canadian simply being happy that her little counter had actually gone as planned. As much as she trusted her gut, Ava's nerves had been going haywire as she caught the Pheonix in fear of all the things that could have gone wrong. But having come out on the other side unscathed, and without having hurt her opponent too much, the pinkette felt like a moment's reprieve was fine.

But of course, a moment was about all she could afford. The match was still young, and she was sure the fiery speedster still had plenty of stamina left. A belief that was proven to be accurate as Zetta began to climb her way up, staring the Canadian in the eye the whole time.

"No?" Ava asked, head tilting in a mild confusion. The pinkette wasn't quite sure if Zetta had been talking to her, or if that had just been an internal thought that had slipped out. The only thing she was sure of was that she had no intention of letting the speedster recover. Moving forwards, Ava would try to wrap her arms around her opponent and pull the smaller girl in tight. If that worked, she'd seek to lift the Japanese woman up and lock her straight into a crushing bearhug!

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*while lingering for a brief second, Zetta could tell Ava was a bit disoriented- Perhaps she wasn't too familiar with how Zetta operated, which certainly wasn't her fault in the slightest. Unique would be putting how the fiery phoenix operated rather generously; she was truly a species all her own, but that didn't mean she was exempt from being made the victim when her opponent applied enough enthusiasm, and before she knew it, Ava had snagged her in a crippling, crushing vice grip!*

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"Grrrhhk!" *Her body almost instantaneously convulsed from the ineffably agonizing submission hold, her legs flailing about while dangling above the ring mat. The tides of war had turned to favor Ava, and this was a realization that didn't sit right with Zetta- She felt as though the amount of work and dedication was slowly starting to become eclipsed at the hands of this gigantic amazon, and with the right amount of concentration, she'd be able to escape.*

"T..tight...grip.." *She uttered through labored suspirations, quietly admitting how impressed she was by the unflinching grip Ava possessed. The goddess of the skies had a shocking amount of resiliency, but as the seconds quickly passed, that was being put to the test. Trying to conjure up a plan, Zetta arched her feet inwards, attempting to kick out the tree trunk thighs keeping Ava stable!*

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"Hrn!"

Ava let out a hard breath as she managed to lock her arms around the Phoenix and trap her within a vice grip. It looked, and felt, like her bearhug had been successful. Hopefully by crushing some of the energy out of Zetta, she could bring the little speedster down to a level where she'd be able to keep up with the woman. After all, speed was one of the giantess' weaknesses so any amount of energy she could squeeze out now would be some energy she could save later.

That was assuming that she could hold onto the Phoenix, of course. Zetta was already starting to struggle, and it was keeping a lot of effort and focus just to keep the Japanese woman locked down. Feeling feet on her thighs, Ava found herself gritting her teeth and struggling to push through the pain, squeezing her arms around her foe tighter and tighter as she locked her sights on taking the fight out of the girl. Even as her legs started to shake, she held on as if her life depended on it.

"Thanks..." She uttered back, flashing a friendly smile at her opponent even as she winced a bit, her thighs burning in complaint.