A Productive Encounter | Featuring Emi Sakura and BlazeWave

[Arby]

Emi observed the interaction between Willy and Theo with amusement, noting the dynamic between the two friends. She couldn't help but smile politely at Willy's enthusiastic response to her interest in music, though she was also able to sense that there was more beneath his "charming" exterior.

"Thank you for the offer," Emi said, nodding appreciatively at his support. "I'm looking forward to when that time comes. But maybe not today. I have to get ready for my debut match. It's a week from now."

"It's always good to have a supportive audience," Emi remarked with a teasing smile, acknowledging Lucy's presence.

As Willy boasted about his abilities, Emi couldn't help but hide a smirk behind her hand. She admired his confidence, though she suspected there was more bluster than substance to his claims. She exchanged a knowing look with Theo, silently acknowledging their shared amusement at Willy's bravado.

With a final stretch, Emi rose to her feet. She then turns to face Theo and Willy.

"Alright then," Emi announced, "I think we're warmed up enough. How about we get started with the spar?"

Her eyes sparkled with excitement, eager to see how her new acquaintances in LAW would fare in the ring. She had a feeling it was going to be an interesting match, filled with camaraderie and friendly competition. In her mind at least.

[BlackAkuma]

Well, Willy was in full dickhead mode, and Emi hadn't run away in frustration yet. That was a good sign, Theo figured.

Lucky for them, Emi seemed patient, showing the attitude you’d expect from a wrestler of her caliber. It was exactly the kind of thinking he wished they would get used to. He was still trying to find his groove in the wrestling world, tap into that competitive spirit, and if even a little bit of hers rubbed off on them as a team, he’d call that a win.

After they’d gotten good and limbered up, Emi moved into position, looking ready to kick things off. Theo was of a mind to do the honors himself, but…

”I got this.”

Theo groaned as Willy stepped forward first, stepping around the ring and twisting his torso about as he walked, getting out a few kinks. ”Really? Now you’re eager?”

”Hey, just want to see what the little lady here is working with, that’s all.” He threw Theo a thumbs up. ”Don’t worry, man, I’ll save some for you, trust me.”

Theo wasn’t sure what he meant by that, but he was fairly sure he didn’t want to know. He shook his head and hopped over the rope, hanging out on the ring apron while his tag partner continued to strut around Emi, liking what he saw as he looked her over. ”So,” He gave his knuckles a good crack. ”What sort of spar we doing, here? Just a regular kind of thing or do you want throw in some ‘special’ stuff.”

Though the word ‘special’ came out of Willy’s mouth, it somehow sounded more like ‘hentai’, at least to Theo’s ears.

[Arby]

Emi listened closely as Willy spoke. Despite his somewhat cocky demeanor, she appreciated his enthusiasm for the spar ahead.

"Thank you, Willy, but I think a normal spar will do," Emi replied firmly yet polite. She wanted to set the tone for the match, ensuring that it remained focused on skill and technique rather than veering into a more... unconventional territory. "Hope you don't mind," she sticks her tongue out playfully. Despite her reserved character, there were parts of her that is playful.

"But I'm sure we'll have plenty of opportunities to explore different... 'techniques' in the future," she added, her voice carrying a playful glint. Emi had also added a remark regarding the 'special' stuff. Showing that she had an idea on what Willy brought up in the ring.

With the matter settled, Emi shifted into a fighting stance, her muscles coiled with anticipation.

Emi signaled her readiness to begin with a nod. "Let's use this as an opportunity to learn from one another," she states, her voice ringing out with confidence. She was prepared to give her all in the ring, and she expected nothing less from her opponents.

LETS BEGIN!

Spoiler

[BlackAkuma]

”Jesus, dude.” Lucy let out a long, loud groan as Willy tried his ‘game’. ”Could you be any more sleazy?”

While Theo wouldn’t be so blunt about it, his thoughts were about the same. Willy had been trying to rope them into doing hentai matches since they came over, pushing the idea several times and being shot down every time. It was just bad press for their band, straight up, and they didn’t come out to Japan just so he could get his rocks off in the ring. It was a good thing that Emi didn’t indulge him in, though she didn’t shut him down as hard as Theo would’ve guessed.

He waved Lucy off and brought his focus back to Emi, smirking as he looked her way. ”Oh, door’s open? Okay, I’ll remember that. Maybe do a little private time in the future.” He nodded and leaned forward, getting into his grappling stance. ”Allrighty, then. Playtime.”

Willy wasn’t exactly known for being subtle, which extended to his fighting style - his first move was to come charge her way, arms up, locking to get her into a collar-and-elbow tie-up. He had the strength to overpower just about anyone, but Theo wasn’t sure that was the best tactic with someone as experienced as this.

[Arby]

As Willy made his move, charging towards her with determination, Emi braced herself for the impact, meeting his collar-and-elbow tie-up with practiced ease. She could feel his strength pressing against her, but she held her ground, her muscles tensing as she assessed his tactics.

While Willy's approach lacked subtlety, Emi recognized the raw power behind his movements. She knew that underestimating him would be a mistake, and she was prepared to meet his challenge head-on.

Knowing she won't be able to last long in this position, she makes a swift move to counter Willy's hold. In one fluid motion, she kicks his gut and rushes behind him, her movements quick and precise. Before Willy could react, Emi places her arms on his shoulders.

With a burst of speed and agility, Emi leaped onto Willy's back, using her momentum to pull him down to the mat with a resounding thud. As they crashed to the ground, Emi's knees struck Willy's back. Having performed a double-knee backbreaker.

Releasing her hold, Emi wasted no time in springing back to her feet with a backflip once Willy plops to the side, her body poised and ready for action. Showcasing her incredible acrobatics as a wrestler. She maintained a defensive stance right after that, her gaze focused and unwavering as she assessed Willy's next move.

"Up on your feet, Willy! I hope that isn't enough to keep you down!" Emi shouts. Looking very eager for more as a wide grin forms on he face. With eyes that scream she's dangerous. Almost to the point of being a psycho.

While Willy might not notice, Theo, and perhaps even Lucy, on the other hand would see that there's a drastic change of character from the female wrestler. Emi Sakura was no longer in the ring. Instead, it was the infamous White Dragon.

[BlackAkuma]

Theo rolled his tongue as he watched from the ringside, unsure what to make of all this. While Willy could be - okay, he was usually an idiot, that didn’t mean he couldn't be dangerous. He could hit hard, move fast when he needed to, and do a lot of damage, especially to someone who was a good deal smaller than he was. He wasn’t the best when it came to holding back, either - he’d managed to give Theo more than a few bruises in their time as sparring patterns. Emi wasn’t in bad shape, but the size difference was too clear. One wrong move, and things could go poorly.

At first, it seemed like his fears were justified. Emi met him head on with the collar and elbow, never a good idea, and it looked like he was poised to push her all the way back to the corner and muscle her over from there. A bad start.

But then, everything flipped.

It happened so quickly that even Theo was nearly lost at ringside. Emi gave Willy a quick gut—not much, but enough for him to be stunned and give her a scant window. She took it and moved around him in a practiced motion. He tried to spin around her and keep up, but it was already too late. Her hand came to his shoulder, her knees went to his back, she fell back, and he came down with her.

Willy cried out as her knees shot into his back, making him bounce away from the impact and flop over to his front. Surprised, he looked up at her with shock as he tried to process what happened. All he could tell was that he was down, she was up, and he was looking like a fool.

That was more than enough to spur him onward, however. Willy pushed his way back up fast and came rushing her way, storming towards her at top speed. He extended his arm as he neared and swung out, trying to nail her with a clubbing lariat.

[Arby]

Emi's gaze remained fixed on Willy, her eyes scanning his movements. She could sense the tension in the air, the anticipation building as their clash approached. Oh, how she relished it.

As Willy charged towards her with intensity, Emi's body tensed in preparation, her muscles coiled like a tightly wound spring. With a split-second move, she moved with lightning speed, sidestepping his oncoming assault with grace that highlights her agility once again.

As Willy sailed past her, his momentum carrying him forward with reckless abandon, she seizes the opportunity to counter him. Emi reacted instinctively, her movement filled with finesse.

In one seamless motion, Emi pivoted on her heel, her arm snaking around Willy's extended limb like a serpent closing its coils. With practiced ease, she manipulated his momentum, leveraging his own force against him in a surprising display. She had just committed to a smooth judo throw.

Willy's body sailed through the air before crashing onto the mat with a solid thud. Emi maintained her balance, standing tall and composed as she assessed the outcome of her counterattack.

Adrenaline surges through Emi's veins, heightening her senses and sharpening her focus as she braced herself for the next move. In the eyes of Theo, he can see that this match was like a bull fight. A matador versus the crazed bull in a small space. Emi seems to be controlling the match but the question is how long that will last. But despite the competition building up, Emi would be sharing a few tips mid fight.

"Before you make your move, always think," she said, her voice carrying a calm authority. "Standing in this ring isn't just about two bodies colliding with each other in a show of strength."

She paused, allowing her words to sink in before continuing. "But the mind plays a part in winning too. Strategy, anticipation, timing--these are the elements that separate the winners from the losers." Emi's tone was measured yet resolute, her confidence evident in every word she spoke.

To change the tempo, she takes the initiative. While Willy recovers, Emi runs towards the ropes to propel herself forward with the intention of bringing down the giant again with a hurricanrana.

[BlackAkuma]

It all happened so quickly, that Theo could barely track it. He knew Willy couldn’t.

One moment, he rushed forward with his arm outstretched, looking ready to knock Emi’s block off. He wasn’t too worried that would happen, it was an easily telegraphed attack, but it would put her in close range if all she did was dodge it. Close-range with a guy like Willy could be dangerous. As big of a goof as he was, he could move faster than you might expect, and there was always the chance he could lay you out if you weren’t careful. Even Theo, who knew his friend’s moves inside and out, had been waylaid by him on more than one occasion.

Emi would need a plan to deal with it. As it turned out, she did.

A judo throw. Simple move, but not something you see too often in the ring. She caught his arm, turned his momentum against him, and sent him flying, ass-over-teakettle, right on his back, dropping him with a heavy impact that left the ring shaking and made heads turn all over the gym. Theo winced at the sight, but Lucy’s response was notably less restrained.

”Holy fuck, she dropped your ass!”

Yeah, that about summed it up.

Willy grimaced as Lucy guffawed, yucking it up as his expense. Emi’s advice as he rose might have been well-meaning, but he clearly wasn’t in a mood to hear it. He just rushed in again, which made him easy prey for her next attack.

This time she leaped towards him, catching his head between her legs as she flew. It was a position he might have liked if not for what came next: She whipped him about with a hurricanrana, a move that sent him stumbling to his knees, coming down just in front of the ropes. He stayed there for a moment, too, shaking his head as he tried to control his senses again, leaving his back fully exposed to his opponent.

[Arby]

Upon witnessing Willy arriving near the ropes, showing his back to her, Emi's mind clicked. Sporting a mischievous grin, she wasted no time, swiftly darting backward to utilize the opposing ropes as her launchpad towards Willy's side. Amidst his daze, she sprang into action, propelling herself forward and jumping, aiming her drop kick to topple him onto his knees before the ropes. This maneuver was not only aimed to incapacitate Willy but also to position him perfectly for Emi's next agile assault, ensuring her dominance within the ring.

As the sparring match unfolded, the difference in experience and prowess between the combatants became increasingly evident with each passing moment. Like the stark contrast between night and day, it was abundantly clear that the White Dragon held a commanding advantage. She dominated the ring, captivating the small audience with a mesmerizing display of her unparalleled talents.

"Hup," Emi springs back into action after executing the drop kick, seamlessly transitioning into her next move.

Following Willy's fall, Emi seamlessly integrates a homage to a legendary masked superstar into her move set. Determined and focused, she retraces her steps to the opposite side of the ring, fully committed to her next move. As her opponent remains vulnerable, Emi executes a two-footed spinning kick directly to Willy's face, deftly leveraging the top and middle ropes for added momentum and impact.

[BlackAkuma]

A tiger-feint kick.

Theo knew what was coming before Emi even began to execute the moment, realizing the spot that Willy had undoubtedly put himself into. He’d seen it done quite a few times while looking through tapes for training, trying to emulate some of the greats. You didn’t see it often in Japanese wrestling, but it was a staple south of the border. Any wrestler with real experience would see it coming a mile away.

Unfortunately, Willy wasn’t a wrestler with real experience. He was green, he was impulsive, he was more than a little dumb at times, and he would pay for it when Emi’s feet crashing into his face at high speed, hammering him on the bridge of the nose.

Big dude that he was, it made for quite a sight when he was sent flopping away, coming down hard on his back while Lucy laughed up a storm. He stayed there for a moment, too, blinking and shaking his head, before he pulled forward and made a groggy attempt to stand back up.