Match Type: Submission Match Rules: Victory by submission only
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Marzia stood backstage, just behind the curtains. Her fingers squeezed her palms at her sides as she took in a few breaths, trying to calm her nerves. She usually got this way before her matches - and she had to ask herself if she let it affect her performance too much if she let herself get this worried before she got in the ring. Still, this was a submission match, which gave her some hope. That was her strength, and even if she didn't have the best of luck when it came to winning her matches, she still had technical skill, and it usually carried her well. Up until her opponents got the upper hand in the end, nonetheless...
Nevertheless, Marzia shook herself, clearing her throat. She'd save worrying about her wins and losses for afterward - right now, her music was playing, and she needed to get to the ring! As she took in a breath, bringing her back into the present, Marzia slipped through the curtains and onto the ramp to make her way down.
"Coming first to the ring, from Rome, Italy! At 5'2 and weighing 140 lbs., MARZIA SERVELLI!" SpoilerMusic
Marzia heard a few cheers as she came down the ramp, and that made her smile to herself. These people really believed in her! Through all her time in LAW, even if she hadn't had the best record, she still had people who believed in her nature as a spirited underdog who strived to do her best no matter what her inner voice told her. She just hoped that she would be able to make them proud. For now, though, she slid into the ring, getting back up to await her opponent.
Alizeh bounced from heel to heel while cracking her knuckles backstage at the guerilla position. She was scheduled for yet another match and this time against a very well known technician named Marzia. ‘I know her! She’s really cute and spunky, hopefully we have a awesome match!’ The girl thought to herself excitedly as her music started playing prompting her to burst out from the guerilla position. Posing with a bright and energetic smile on her face she would start to strut down the ramp towards the ring highfiving fans and smiling at them as she walked. Upon nearing the ring she would smirk and start running forward towards the ring apron where she would leap up landing on the ring apron while grabbing the bottom ropes before using afore mentioned ropes to leap up and vault over the ropes and into the ring. Smirking as she made eye contact with her opponet Alizeh would give Marzia a friendly nod as she climbed up a corner and posed with her arms in the air for the the crowd before hopping down and turning to lean against the corner with a small smile
Marzia stood back against the ropes, leaning on them to test their give as she waited for her opponent to arrive. She just hoped it wasn't going to be someone so insurmountable to her. Although the Italian girl always gave it her all, too often that wasn't enough, and she was worried that no one was going to take her seriously as a result. She thought back to her opponent for this match - one Alizeh Midori, according to the card. Marzia wasn't familiar with the girl, and that just made her more anxious. She didn't know what to expect - until, of course, her opponent made her way out onto the ramp.
The first thing Marzia noticed about her opponent was how energetic and excited she was, a far cry from her usual focused, patient disposition. She too garnered a cheer as she went through the crowds, and Marzia could see why; evidently, she was quite keen on being a fan favorite with her willingness to interact with her supporters. But the acrobatic display Alizeh used to spring into the ring itself was what really wowed her, and her mouth hung open in a gape! Now her heart began to race. How was she supposed to contend with an opponent capable of doing something like that!
Nevertheless, from the smile Alizeh showed her, Marzia felt like she could trust her. After Alizeh seemed content with the display, Marzia cleared her throat, stepping in to extend her hand to offer a shake. "H-Hey..! Let's...have a good match, okay?" she said, trying not to be too anxious about it.
Alizeh smiled still waving a bit and posing slightly for the crowd. She didn’t mean to preen or come across as vain but it was so hard not to get caught up in the moment! Thankfully though she was able to see her opponet approach the middle of the ring and offer her hand to her with some kind words. Though she was definitely nervous. That was the first vibe she got from her. “Hey there! Its nice to meet ya! Ive kept up with your matches before and i think your awesome so I hope we have a good match!” Alizeh said brightly happily shaking Marzia’s hand. “But dont think ill go easy on ya.” She said to the italian wrestler with a wink.
Marzia took Alizeh's hand, shaking it politely with a smile. She hadn't thought anything of it - just hoping to start this match off in a fair and sporting fashion. If Alizeh was also a submission specialist, as her presence in this match would imply, they were up for a contest of similar techniques, and Marzia could respect another woman who had such an analytical mind and knowledge of how an opponent, even a stronger one, could be whittled down - though she would admit that in terms of personality, they seemed quite different. So too Alizeh had garnered a good reception with the crowd, and Marzia figured that she had to be a decent enough person to have their support. All things considered, this didn't look like it would be so bad. It could even be fun.
And then, Marzia heard what Alizeh had to say as the two shook hands. That made her eyes go wide as she stood straight up with a gasp. "What!? You have!? You think I'm..?" A blush started to come to her face, as her eyes wandered up and down her opponent. She had fans? Well, she knew she had fans at any rate - but to find them in the wrestling ring was something she wasn't ready for. Marzia had never thought that her performance was all that great - but it seemed that Alizeh was confident in her, for whatever reason. "T-Thank you..! Really, I appreciate it..." Despite this, Marzia's heart was sinking. Now that she knew she had a fan, she would have to work extra hard to not disappoint her now that the two were in the ring together. And she couldn't help but notice that Alizeh was...quite attractive-
*DING DING DING*
"Gah-!" The bell rang then, shaking Marzia out of her thoughts - and she now knew it was time for action! "R-Right, right-!" she said, getting into a stance and raising her hands, as she offered to take Alizeh on in a lockup to start the action!
Alizeh continued to smile at Marzia as she stepped away after the handshake. Looking her opponet over Alizeh smiled eager she was able to taken on, in her opinion one of the more popular Law wrestlers. On one hand it gave her a great chance to shine while on the other she also quite respected the underdog spirit fo the woman before her and the fact she was fairly cute didn’t hurt as well. Smirking wider as she put her hands ups it didn’t take Alizeh nor her opponet long after the bell rang to dash up and lock hands with each other engaging in a early lock up with each other. “Your welcome by the way.” The green haired girl said in response to Marzia’s cut off attempt to thank her as they locked up.
As soon as the match had begun, Marzia was intent on getting into a new frame of mind, and one more appropriate to the competitive setting. The Italian girl knew that it wouldn't do her any good to let herself get nervous and flustered going into a match, and she wanted to focus herself on doing the best she could in her attempt to overcome Alizeh in a battle of wits and physical prowess alike. Still, Alizeh was being awfully nice to her...
"Yeah...no prob-" Marzia caught herself beginning to say, before she cut herself off, biting her tongue. Now wasn't the time for small talk, as she and her opponent were locked up, going into the bout! Letting a breath out through her nose, Marzia pushed her weight forward, trying to overpower Alizeh out of the gate in the hopes of gaining an early advantage. If she could obtain, and hold onto, a strong lead, Marzia thought, she would be better served to hold the advantage over her foe.
Alizeh smirked catching the little bit of words from her opponet before zipping her lips shut. She knew it probably more than anything was just do to current setting. After all a match wasn’t exactlyyy the best place for small talk. So Alizeh didn’t mind at all as her opponet went silent to push against her.
What Alizeh did mind was that Marzia was acrually pretty strong, more so than Alizeh imagined at least. As such the lime haired girl was gradually being forced back. Planting her feet against the mat Alizeh grunting shover her chest and shoulders against Marzia’s to slow her being pushed back as the Texan thought of a way to turn the tables on her Italian opponet.
Marzia couldn't let her inner thoughts distract her from what she was truly here for. She had to do her best, and to prove her strength and skill - and, she hoped, if she could win the match in the process, that wouldn't be unwelcome. But Alizeh wasn't just an opponent; she was a fan. She was coming into this match with expectations of what Marzia could offer her. And the Italian swore to meet those.
She locked on to Alizeh collar and elbow, getting into the action of the match in typical fashion. As the two circled in the ring, Marzia leaned in towards Alizeh, trying to weigh her body in order to steer her back and assert her dominance. However, Alizeh met the push with one of her own, as she forced herself up closer against Marzia, compressing the girl's chest against her own. For a brief moment, Marzia's cheeks flared up at the sudden contact, but she bit her lip, trying to focus herself - she couldn't let this get in the way of her match! Shoving back up against Alizeh, she tried to keep her balance and maintain her part of the struggle.
But she also saw that Alizeh wasn't about to play around, and Marzia knew she would have to prepare herself for trouble. She figured she could set things up to claim the advantage, and, as the two girls pressed up against one another, Marzia tried to hook her ankle around her foe's, aiming to trip her up!
Alizeh smiled as she pushed against Marzia, the smaller woman definitely showing her moxy as she pushed against Alizeh. But the greenette was not one to back down. Not without a fight at least. Attempting to bend her opponets wrists back Alizeh tried to press an advantage against Marzia as they battled in the test of strength. However that was until she felt Marzia’s bare foot hook behind her own. Gasping lightly as she started to fall back Alizeh tried to make the most of the situations. Thus she would throw her other leg out trying to snake it behind Marzia’s knee while continuing to hold onto Marzia’s hands in a attempt to pull the more experienced LAW competitor down to the mat with her.