Cecilia Northman Vs. Muriel Tremblay (D)

[Devastated]

Standard Match

Victory Conditions: Pinfall, Submission or K.O.
Rules: Standard Rules
Attire: Normal Attire

So far Cecilia's time at LAW had been somewhat fortuitous, so far she had been able to face off against some pretty strong opponents. Cecilia didn't have much of a plan here in LAW other than to brawl and let out aggression on whoever she could. If she made it into the big leagues then that was just the icing on the cake...she was mostly here to crack skulls and have her own sense of fun. Though showing off her might and skill was never something she passed up, so there was that as well. Right now she was feeling as if LAW was a place she could think of staying in for a while, usually the dreaded Hardcore Queen would move on after only a year or so, when her contract had run out...but right now she was thinking of settling down. After all, a lot of people whom she enjoyed clashing with had made this place their home for now.

Tonight though Cecilia wasn't going to go up against some established star of LAW, nor was she facing off against some old rival or someone she even had a passing knowledge or acquaintances of. No...this time she was facing off against someone new; fresh meat. It was probably for the best too, she had a lot of frustration to work out of her system. Having recently found out that she had missed out her chance at picking up a belt. As Diana Accera had managed to slip out of her grip and so had the LAWLESS championship as the Italian babe had managed to run away with Cecilia trapped in a damned vice.

She rolled her shoulders as she stood at the Gorilla Position, ready and rearing to go. She waited until her music started to play out of the speakers and with it the blonde powerhouse began to make her way down the ramp. Marching down to a chorus of what was mostly jeers and boos with a handful of cheers strewn about through the crowd. She had built up quite a bit of a reputation for being violent, rude and generally rough in her first bout and that didn't sit well with the crowd. The black and red clad woman walked down towards the ring where she rolled in under the bottom ropes and moved up to her feet. She gazed around at the crowd for a moment before she flashed a cocky grin and then scoffed, walking up to the red corner and settling in, leaning back against it as she would await her opponent. Or as Cecilia saw them...her victim.

Spoiler

[UnusuallyTallJawa]

Inside a lockers room in the complex of LAW’s arena a woman was making the final preparations for her debut. She conducted her duties with the utmost caution and care, thoroughly checking her attire and looks without dismissing the very important warm-up exercises. After all she was going to need all her strength soon but she couldn’t sacrifice her presence, only brutish people would do that. The woman getting ready was no other than Muriel Tremblay, and that day was going to be a very important one in her life.

Muriel’s manager had made a more than decent job by getting a debut rival quickly, and she even gathered some intel so Muriel could use it in her favor. Having some insight on her rival could be a good asset being Muriel completely new to the LAW scenario. And from what she had learnt that night’s rival looked like a brute and a knavish one. She had a reputation of unnecesary violence and ruthlessness. Of course Muriel didn’t expect everyone to conduct herself with her politeness even in the fray of combat, but that looked out of place. She would have to teach this Cecilia manners in the ring.

Muriel's entrance attire

As Muriel went backstage it was her turn to make her appearance. The people was excited at this new wrestler and the way she elegantly walked down the ramp captivated some. Muriel walked confidently and with an air of grace to her, an air bestowed to her by years of training in the class and manners that she represented. She looked composed and ready to fight but also dignified.

Ring gear

Upon her entrance to the ring Muriel retreated to her corner where she handed her robe to an assisstant before doing some final stretches in order to be in top shape. Then she walked to the center of the ring in wait for her rival. That blonde woman looked fierce and just ready to burst into violence. Muriel would have a lot to teach that one. “I just hope she has some manners...”, thought Muriel expecting nothing but the best for that woman who was going to be her first rival.

[Devastated]

Her opponent made her entrance and with it the blonde would remain leaned up against the corner, her head tilting a bit so that she could catch sight of the kind of woman she was going to go up against. Seeing her dressed with that long coat, looking rather posh at a first glance, the blonde would click her tongue and then straighten herself up a bit as her foe handed her coat off and then climbed into the ring.

Giving her a once over, Cecilia would shake her head and then push away from the corner. As Muriel made her place in the center of the ring, Cecilia would walk up and meet her. Getting right up into Muriel's face to the point where she was practically pressing right up against her. Cecilia approached with a challenging demeanor and a smug grin on her face.

" Well....would you look at you, I didn't imagine I would be facing off against some posh bitch." Cecilia let out with a short chuckle following her words. " Hope you know what you've gotten yourself into sweetheart. Cause I'm going to break you." The Hardcore Queen spoke out, her words dripping with cockiness. She'd give up an intimidating glare as those red eyes of hers would peer right into the blue eyes of Muriel, trying to see even a hint of weakness.

[UnusuallyTallJawa]

“Tch” Muriel did her best to maintain her composure as her rival now was proving how she was a unpolite lowlife even before the match could start. Muriel would then notice Cecilia starting a staredown, deeply looking at her with her red eyes as she tried to create some aura of threat and agression towards her, only another sign of how different they were. Instead of playing her game Muriel would look back at her with a different kind of stare, the one a better one would give to lesser people, to those below them. She didn’t have anything to say to that one since she knew pretty well that knavish type: the more she said the more she would fuel Cecilia’s defiant attitude so she wasn’t going to give her anything else. Even so, Muriel was pretty resolved not to let that one have her way.

When they were done with the tense situation Muriel would nod to the referee in a signal of her readiness, then she would steadily get some bounces so she could relax her muscles and get her focus ready for the moment the bell rang and the match started. She was quite sure that her rival would resort to foul play, so she had to be ready for anything.

[Devastated]

Cecilia smirked a bit as she glared into the eyes of her opponent, though for that predatory glare that Cecilia gave all she got back was Muriel looking down on her. Metaphorically speaking, but true all the same. Those eyes looked at her as if the blonde was lesser than the newcomer...Cecilia narrowed her eyes and then clicked her tongue.

The tense staredown passed and the referee would signal for the match to start. The bell would ring and with it Cecilia would remain standing, watching Muriel bounce on her feet and getting ready for the match. The Hardcore Queen would slowly raise her right arm up into the air, raising it up as she would offer Muriel a challenge: a test of strength.

If Muriel wanted to look down on her, then Cecilia was going to force this prissy newcomer to prove she could. Physically.

[UnusuallyTallJawa]

Tension was building between those two to the point it was almost electric. Muriel was a deeply proud woman, and that didn’t add up well to the fact that Cecilia looked like one who would make no concessions to her rivals. The blonde one liked looking strong and intimidating and in order to get there she had no second thoughts about boasting and defiantly adressing Muriel, and if there was something the purple-haired hated was impudent people like Cecilia who couldn’t talk properly to their betters. Every speck of sportswomanship between them was broken and now that was going to be a true duel of egos.

As if she was accepting that fact, Cecilia offered a test of strength to kick the match off. Muriel was proud of her raw force and wasn’t willing to concede against that woman. She was going to show Cecilia who she was messing with, so the moment she locked fingers with the blonde woman Muriel would plant her feet on the mat and began pushing with all her strength.

[Devastated]

Cecilia had already somewhat pegged down what kind of woman this Muriel was, if there was one thing that these 'higher than thou' types were it was prideful. So she figured that offering a test of strength was just something that Muriel wouldn't be able to back down from. Seeing how Muriel was making her way towards her and raising her arms, it seemed as if the Hardcore Queen was correct in her assessment.

Those hands of Muriel locked up firmly with the blonde's and then Cecilia got to feel the immense power that this new comer had behind her. She faltered at first, forced back a step before she quickly righted herself and braced her feet against the canvas. Clenching her teeth as she glared into Muriel's eyes. Cecilia would push right back at Muriel, holding her ground as she tried to ramp up the pressure and mount a counter attack against her foe, trying to force Muriel backwards and reclaim her lost step...even trying to claim some ground over Muriel as she tried to force her backwards an extra step or two!

[UnusuallyTallJawa]

The first burst of force Muriel used just after locking the test of strength served her well to catch Cecilia by surprise. The blonde took one step back and Muriel had to make an effort not to show a smirk on her face. Then Cecilia planted her feet on the mat and for some instants there was this staredown between the two. One could think that a test of strength was only a physical challenge, that is only about strength and push, but that was completely wrong as those two fighters knew. There was a lot more to it, from the psychollogical warfare trying to undermine the rival’s willpower to the strategies and ruses, and Muriel had one of those on her sleeve.

Just when Cecilia tried to turn the tables and make a great push, Muriel would use all that momentum against her, pulling her arms down and stopping her push so Cecilia would clash against her chest, and just after that Muriel would get her arms around the blonde, lifting her from the mat while locking a powerful bearhug! It was time to teach that impudent blonde some manners the hard way.

[Devastated]

The staredown and stalemate between these two buxom beauties was certainly intense. The crowd could catch up on that as the unwavering gaze of the two women had the crowd in silent anticipation for what was about to happen. As the battle continued, it seemed as if Cecilia was about to push Muriel back for a show of might, but the short haired newcomer made use of Cecilia's momentum against her!

Cecilia's arms were brought lower and then suddenly the buxom babes went chest to chest. Then Muriel's arms wrapped around Cecilia's body as she broke the test of strength, only to lift the blonde up in a sudden display of might! " Nngh!" Cecilia grunted out as she was pulled right into that powerful bearhug and Muriel would lift her up. Their large busts continued to push together and mushroom, as Muriel took a commanding grip of Cecilia and brought a fair bit of pain onto the blonde in that show of strength.

[UnusuallyTallJawa]

It may not look like it but Muriel was under some pressure that night. Being a debutant meant that she would be under the crowd’s, the staff and her rivals’ scrutiny, that everyone looking either from the stands of the arena or their homes would wait to see how she would fight and then form an opinion on that newcomer. That was a pretty big and pressuring responsibility and facing a well-versed veteran of the league only added more layers of challenge.
Despite all that it looked like the newcomer was up to the task at hand as she went on the offensive from the very moment the bell rang. With some swift and well-thought moves Muriel got the best of Cecilia and locked her in a bearhug. Seeing the cocky blonde struggling in the hold fueled Muriel’s resolved, who docked her body against her rival’s and locked her arms together to squeeze even harder, getting as much damage done as possible from that move.