The Afterparty: Christina Perez vs Helen Andonike

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Match Type: Street Fight rules, but in a bar
Victory Condition: Pinfall, submission, or KO. No DQ, falls count anywhere.

Helen Andronike grabbed her Kendo stick and shield as she left the ring after her match ending in a draw. She stormed backstage to catering where there was a pop up bar for the competitors and staff. The show had just started, so the bar was sparsely populated. Helen walked into the bar and said, "Everyone out."

The staff's protests were cut short by Helen whacking her Kendo stick onto the nearest table. The patrons and bartender scrambled out leaving Helen alone. She went behind the bar, set out two small plastic cups, and perused the whiskey selection while waiting for her opponent.

[Weonna]

Forcibly grabbing the ref by his hand and dragging the small man backstage, Christina was ready for another altercation with Helen Andronike.

"Hey, I'm here bitch! And I brought a ref in here too!" She threw the tiny ref to the center of the room as he looked frightened by the two raging women.

"Hey, don't be scared, ref...I promise you this won't take long..." she cracked her knuckles and gave a cold stare to Helen.

"Today, you're about to leave in an ambulance when I'm through with you~" she tried to intimidate the Spartan woman as the ref got up and, with no choice, was forced to ref a match that he didn't sign up for.

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Helen saw her newfound rival storm into the bar dragging the ref with her. She figured since they were about to have a bar fight, whiskey would be appropriate. "You'll be the one unable to leave of your own accord when I'm done with you." She poured two shots of Suntori and nudged one towards Christina.

[Weonna]

"Get that disgusting shit away from me...I don't drink, and I'll never drink...that stuff is poison..." Christina swatted the drink away and crossed her arms to give Helen a Serious face.

"You think whisky going to help you? It's bad enough that we're all sweaty, but now I have to wrestle with someone with a bad breath? You should be ashamed of yourself, Helen." She spat at her face as she was genuinely disgusted by her.

Meanwhile, the ref was eyeing them, and when he saw that Christina spat on the Spartan's face, he quivered and backed away, knowing whatever came next would not be pretty to see.

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Helen stopped smiling. She tried to be honorable and got spat in the face for it. A silent fury crept into her heart. She resolved no more smirking or cockiness would come from her tonight; only pain. Helen raised her cup as if to take the shot but instead threw it at Christina and attempted to vault the bar and hit her with a hybrid between a lariat and a punch to the face.

[Weonna]

Christina was giving daggers to her rival who raised her cup as the Filipina woman expected her to take a sip only for her to throw that cup at her and splash some of that poison in her face as she began to yell.

"Ahhh!! You cheap shotting bitch!" She screamed as she tried to wipe the liquid off her face bit was faced with a Lariat that might as well have been a Haymarker causing Christina to crash to the floor violently and groan from the impact as she might have hit the back of her head when she landed.

"Ughhhhhh..." she remained on the floor trying to get to her knees.

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Helen was beyond talking at this point. She ignored Christina's complaints and proceeded to dole out some punishment. She had been studying Bryan Danielson and proceeded to channel him. She gave the kneeling Christina three stiff kicks to the chest and then grabbed her by the hair. Helen then attempted to throw her into a set of tables and chairs.

[Weonna]

"Gahhh!" With each kick, Christina began to yell in pain as she stayed on the floor with her hands holding and rubbing on her poor chest area.

"Hey, let go!" Christina shouted and tried to shake herself away from the raging woman's hands as they gripped her long beautiful hair before being thrown to the set of tables and chairs.

"Ugghh..." As Christina lay there, she was desperately looking for a weapon of sorts, and the first thing that caught her eye was a steel chair folded across her. She had to play the next move smart as she groaned in pain and waited for Helen to come to her so she could find a way to stun her and make a run to the steel chair.

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Helen stalked towards Christina slowly, savoring the moment. Her face was still expressionless, a serene mask over the barely contained fury within her. She reached down to pull Christina to her knees so she could lock in a chokehold.

[Weonna]

Seeing the angry Spartan come at her sent shivers to Christina's spine as she could feel what was coming to her. However, she wasn't going to stand still and let Helen come over and beat her up some more, and since this was technically a street fight in a backstage area, Christina decided to play dirty herself. When Helen came to put a hand on her throat, the Californian girl retaliated with a low blow as she drove her Forearm straight to the crotch area.

'I gotta go now!' Christina was desperate to go for that steel chair. For Helen, the low blow would be brief as her rival grabbed the steel chair and ran back to the Spartan aiming the newly acquired weapon to her backside!

"Take this!" She would yell.