A Match Unscheduled

[Devastated]

The two heavyweight fighters battle raged on, on the floor. Trashing, and jerking with sheer ferocity at each other's hair. They twisted and turned, thrusting their bodies together for control as they battled for the dominant spot. A hellacious catfight had truly erupted and neither woman seemed to have any ounce of desire to back off.

Pride and emotions were running high, from the way this encounter had begun. Jeanne was loathe to back down from this woman. She felt that forearm press against her shoulders as the twist of the hips of Airi, coupled with that pull of her hair. The grabbing of her long braid being used to drag her off from her top position as Airi managed to get on top of her!

As the stagehands came in and pulled them off of each other, Jeanne growled and hissed with fury, she was held back and pulled up to her feet...they had three people each to restrain the women, as they exchanged murderous glares and reached out for each other. Jeanne lunged and struggled to get back at Airi for a few moments. Fury had overtaken her much like Airi...but the words of the woman made it clear what she should do.

"OH YEAH?! I'M FAR FROM DONE WITH YOU, MYSELF!"

Jeanne barked back, her posture eased up and the stagehands didn't have to do much to restrain her anymore, but they still did. She tried to calm herself...

"You and me, in the ring. Right now!"

The Crusader issued her challenge, though more like a demand. At this point she didn't care what changes management would have to do to accommodate it. She was fully intending to get her hands on this woman in an official capacity, even if she would have to drag her to the ring herself.

[Eir]

Airi’s chest heaved as she was dragged backward, three pairs of hands struggling to keep the Okinawan heavyweight from throwing herself straight back into the fray. Her hair was a mess, her shoulders rising and falling with every furious breath, but the Golden Snake’s expression wasn’t one of embarrassment.

It was a smile. A vicious smile spread across her face as Jeanne shouted her challenge. For a moment, Airi simply stared and thought. Then she laughed.

“Right now?” Airi tilted her head, golden eyes narrowing as she looked Jeanne up and down. “You really are as stupid as you look.” She planted her feet, forcing the stagehands to tighten their grips as she leaned forward against their restraint.

“I suppose I should thank you.” Her smiled widened “You’ve just saved me the trouble of hunting you down.” Airi’s gaze locked onto Jeanne’s. She gave a sharp tug against the hands restraining her, practically daring them to let go.

She slowly raised one hand, curling her fingers into a beckoning gesture toward Jeanne.

“Get your armor polished. Say your prayers. Kiss whatever precious pride you have left goodbye. Because the moment that bell rings…”

She tapped two fingers against her own throat. “…I’m going to humiliate you and break that precious spirit and heart of yours. Im going to make all your fans see how pathetic you are when you are submitting to me like a good little dog”

She leaned back, finally allowing herself to be pulled away, but never once breaking eye contact. “See you soon bitch” Airi laughed again. Before finally walking away to prep for the match.

[Devastated]

Jeanne's demands were spoken out-loud for the stage hands and the raven haired woman to hear. The Stage hands still held onto the purple haired knight but they eased up as she eased up her stance...they still stood close by in case the two women would lunge at each other again. The steadfast Jeanne stared down Airi after she had thrown her challenge at the rude woman!

She watched as Airi stepped forward within the grip of the stage hands containing her. As Airi began to throw that cocky bravado around, Jeanne would simply narrow her eyes. She allowed her to finish her speech, those eyes of Jeanne didn't leave Airi throughout it.

When the Golden Snake was finally finished. Jeanne blinked once....

Then she smiled, not the strained smile of someone hiding fear. Not the arrogant grin of someone looking down on a foe. It was a genuine, bright and confident smile.

"So that's your answer? How fortunate."

The words left Jeanne's lips so naturally that for a moment it might have seemed she misunderstood everything Airi had just said. She straightened up in the confines of the stage hands arms, tugging at them and causing the to stumble a bit at the sudden resistance they now met. "I was wondering whether you would accept." A soft laugh escaped her...

" Though I must admit, I hadn't expected quite so much enthusiasm." Jeanne would roll her shoulders, she still wore that infuriatingly cheerful smile which had been plastered on her face ever since the challenge had been accepted. It appeared as if she had gotten back into her own rhythm after their sudden clash. "But very well."

Jeanne's gaze sharpened, " You want to break my spirit? Humiliate me? Make me submit before everyone?" Her grin widened. "Then you'll have to earn it." She took a step forward, pulling the stage hands along, but more than a single step wasn't allowed as they quickly braced after it.

"You want to break me?" Jeanne questioned Airi, her words unwavering. " Then come and try." She finally let herself be pulled back by the stage hands. "Just don't be surprised when you discover you're not nearly as strong as you think you are." Jeanne's grin widened as she was finally released by the stage hands as Airi had been pulled away out of sight. The knight would nod her head to the stage hands, she didn't have any qualms with them interrupting her fight as they were simply doing their job.

"Better get ready then, Always finish what you start...or so the saying goes."