Phoebe Justice vs Cyrene D'Artagann - Investigative Catfight

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Apartment Match
Winning Condition - Pinfall, Submission, KO

The last week has been a busy one for Phoebe. She was desperately searching for the perpetrator of a crime on both herself and her police friend, Kizakura. A redheaded masked woman pulled a fake gun on a policeman, threatening him for a keychain, pulled the same gun when cornered, and fired confetti and drove her face into the ground...before smacking her butt and running away. Phoebe wanted...needed revenge.

Kizakura requested to keep the investigation under wraps...as he didn't want it to be public knowledge that he had a fake gun pulled on him as he broke down in tears crying. He was a good cop, if a bit unsure one, something Phoebe could relate to in some regard. If Phoebe found her, she would solely sue her for the assault of her.

Thankfully, Phoebe did have several key facts about the case:

1) Perpetrator was a red-head
2) Perpetrator was a wrestler, and more than likely in LAW, given that she spoke fluent English, and the company was the primary importer of foreign wrestling talent to the country
3) She had some kind of injury on her from performing a cutter into the ground.
4) She was slightly taller than Phoebe.

Using all these facts, and spending two nights analyzing LAW's roster of redheads, she found her primary suspect - Cyrene D'Artagann. The woman's character fit the perpetrator's character the most. Phoebe didn't expect a hit right away...but there was a high chance that she already found the woman guilty of assaulting her.

But there lied the issue...how would she prove that she was guilty?

She needed 2 things - the keychain and the cut. From there, she could find other evidence, and prove Cyrene was guilty.

Both she could find in her apartment...

...and as a LAW wrestler, she knew just the way to get in.

She requested the apartment match with LAW, with request that she herself would film the match, while the battle would take place in Cyrene's house...she also requested that she were not to be named, wanting to surprise Cyrene, and see her reaction to seeing the woman she assaulted.

With that, Phoebe made her way to the apartment on a Tuesday day, and knocked on the door, waiting for Cyrene to respond...

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Cyrene was unassuming of just who would be showing up at her doorstep when she had signed up for this match. Not knowing her opponent’s identity was weird, but maybe they were just.. shy? Paranoid? Cyrene didn’t know, nor did she even pretend to care.

On Tuesday, the day of the match, her door was knocked on. Huh.

That’s odd. Cyrene supposed that her opponent was early, and she hadn’t gotten ready yet. She was actually, the furthest thing from. Sure she had her apartment set up and her valuables hidden, and her breakables out of the way but.. Cyrene figured that still had an hour.. or well, so she thought. In reality she had misplaced the timing and thought it was 9:30 pm rather than 8:00pm. Cyrene stood up, brushing off her clothes and opening the door.

What Phoebe was met with was a redheaded woman, slightly disheveled, in jeans and a yellow t-shirt.. which was doing a poor job of hiding her rather large sized rack. Cyrene’s expression when she saw her.. well.. it was confusion.

“Oh, hello.”

She was a bit confused as to why.. this person was here of all things. No way she suspected her from that day, right?

.. eh, they couldn’t have.

Cyrene had a bowl of doritos in her hands which she was munching on. She’d take a step back, inviting Phoebe in.

“You’re here early.. Phoebe, right? Ain’t you supposed to be here by like.. nine thirty? Its only eight..

But hey, since you’re here.. and you’re pretty cute.. want some?”

She offered Phoebe the bowl, giving her a little smile alongside it. She was in total “relax” mode right now, unaware of the danger Phoebe posed.

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Phoebe tried to check Cyrene's face when she opened the door. Confusion...but she couldn't tell if it was a confusion where she recognized her, or just general confusion of seeing her. She didn't put much value in reactions...unless they were really suspicious...

"Hi.", Phoebe said back in a slightly cold tone. She needed to make sure that she wasn't too suspicious as she walked into Cyrene's apartment:

"That's strange...I am sure the email said 8 am...Let me check."

Phoebe would open two apps on her phone in split screen mode. Opening the camera app, to be ready to snap anything suspicious in Cyrene's apartment...and also the email app, to keep her cover. She would quickly close the camera app, to make sure she could access it within two taps of the screen, before putting the email app in full-screen:

"Here.", she would show the redhead the email, saying clear as day that both parites agreed for 8 pm as the meeting time in Cyrene's apartment.

She took Cyrene up on her doritos offer, nodding at the compliment, but only took just one chip. In comparison to the red-head, the raven haired detective was on her full guard...

Carefully, she made her way into the apartment: "So...any rooms that are closed off in your apartment for wrestling? Also the email requested we ourselves choose attires. Any preferences?"

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“Oh.

Oops.”

Cyrene said, rubbing her forehead as she peered at Phoebe’s phone. She’d lift a finger, and go to the kitchen, putting the dorito’s away. Washing her hands, Cyrene came back, hearing what Phoebe had to say.. and simply tossing her shirt off. She’d give her an amused smile, blowing a kiss towards the stoic seeming opponent of hers.

“Im good in this! And hmm, the bedrooms open, the kitchens fine, guest and living room is too.. maybe not my laundry room or the bathroom.

Oh and don’t peep in my drawers.”

She’d say, meaning moreso about her lingerie but came off as more suspicious than that. Cyrene lightly grinned, amused.. as she’d walk over to Phoebe, clasping her wrist. She’d push her back against a nearby wall with her own body, lightly resting her own forehead against her opponents forehead.

“Lemme make this clear to you.. whatever you expect to do by coming here.. won’t work. I don’t know why you requested to have your appearance be unknown before you strolled over to my apartment.. for a match against me personally..

.. there’s obviously some reason. So if you wanna beat me for clout, just be prepared to expect the unexpected.”

Suddenly her face lit up, a 180 from the dark undertone she had put on five seconds ago, as she’d teasingly stick her tongue out, pulling her face back.

“Or if you just found me hot and didn’t want me to see you beforehand cause you were shy, thats cool too, ahahaha!”

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Phoebe's initial impression Cyrene was that...the woman was interesting. She was a little bit aloof, but not quite as violent as the woman she met during her chase...but of course, initial impressions weren't everything...

"I think Bed, living and guest room would be fine. Fighting in a kitchen could cause accidents, even if we are not going to fight quite so viciously", Phoebe would smile, trying to seem genuine about the match...

In truth, she was feeling quite shy about the affair, and tried not to show it in the slightest. She was yet to fight in a proper apartment match, so this would be a completely new experience for her, especially knowing that footage of the match should be available online later...

Cyrene would be ready by simply taking off her shirt, keeping her pants on...

"Interesting...", Phoebe thought, before voicing her thoughts out: "Not feeling like going full bra and panties route?", she said, in a slightly confused tone.

Just as she did that, Cyrene would corner her against the wall, and voiced over her thoughts about Phoebe challenging her, as Phoebe feared that maybe she had overplayed her cards and blew her cover. Thankfully, she was prepared with a story in tow:

"Um...indeed, I did find you quite hot when LAW recommended you for an apartment match...", she would say, with light redness on her cheeks.

That part wasn't a lie. If LAW pit the redhead against her in a smother or another softcore match tomorrow, she wouldn't have complained in the slightest, even if she would've felt weird since that would've also been her first smother match...

"I wanted to fight someone in an apartment match, but LAW said all of their usual apartment places were booked over, and my own apartment is a bit of a mess. I am still in the process of moving in to a proper apartment from a hotel.", she would finish. This would mostly be a half-lie. Indeed, Phoebe's apartment was a mess of fitting a house with her furniture and sorting troubles like water and electricity...but she actually hadn't requested LAW's apartments, which they frequently used for tussles like this. Instead, she intentionally requested match take place here:

"And I actually was a bit shy about coming over, so I requested my participation in the match be kept secret. It will also be secret right up until footage releases to the public...", she would finish of, that part being almost a complete lie (sans the bit about the match not being secret...)

Which reminded her:

"Oh, also...LAW requested we ourselves film the match on our camera...could we use your phone? Mine's almost out of charge...", Phoebe would say, as she finally had room to take off her Jacket and shirt, throwing them on the sofa as she hoped Cyrene wouldn't mind...

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“See I would.. heck, I’d strip naked if you wanted, tutz. I just figure jeans and a bra are so much hotter!”

Cyrene shrugged, nodding in agreement. No kitchen was fine, she would be tempted to threaten a stab with a butter knife for a laugh anyways. Cyrene tilted her head finding the fact that Phoebe was actually shy about her and found her hot.. incredibly adorable. Normally she wouldn’t care too much for people finding her hot.. but Phoebe wasn’t the usual simping squad.

Hey, it was a nice change. Cyrene lightly hummed..

“Is that so..”

She’d kiss her on the forehead, a.. “big sister” esqe kiss, which was kinda funny cause Phoebe was a whole six years older than Cyrene. She’d sling her arm around her shoulder, pressing her cheek against hers and giving her a teasing pinch of her cheek.

“You’re adorable!”

She’d exclaim, before releasing her and taking a couple steps back to allow Phoebe to strip. Cyrene took Phoebe’s shirt, folded it up and patted it down on the sofa deftly. Then she’d stand up, giving her a simple nod. Cyrene did have a phone, and she’d set it up with a tripod. She didn’t mind, but..

“Fair warning if you peek back in my camera roll later, I have me in a good amount of lewd cosplays.

.. no, I don’t have an onlyfans. I just do them for myself.”

She’d proclaim, before stretching her arms and facing Phoebe.

“Ready when you are, FeeFee.”

Oh god, this was a horrible nickname.

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"Huh..."

More curious statements from the curious redhead...she supposed just bra and pants was a bit hot...but it really felt like Cyrene had something to hide...

...still, catfights did exist to take clothes off your opponent, right?

Right as Phoebe thought that, her foe would take flirting to the next level, kissing her on the forehead, as well as pinching her cheek

"Ah...", Phoebe let out in surprise. She blushed, both in slight anger and embarrassment, even letting out a quiet growl. She hated to be thought of lesser because of her height...be it as a detective or as a wrestler, especially when, in this case, she was older than Cyrene...but she had to keep her cover going as far as she could. Thankfully, her genuine blush would keep her cover going...

After she stripped and the redhead put her clothes away, Cyrene set up the camera, warning Phoebe about her camera roll, with the Detective nodding...both to that and the fact that Cyrene didn't have an onlyfans.

With one more quiet growl at the "FeeFee" nickname, both women were finally ready to tussle!

With a nod, Phoebe came slightly closer towards Cyrene, deciding to start in a traditional manner with a Test of Strength!

[Aeri]

Cyrene may have seemed like a ditz, but the girl had sharp senses from all her time sneaking around. She heard both of Phoebe’s growls, but threw caution to the wind. Maybe she was a gal that didn’t like teasing too much.

Now then, when the match began, Phoebe’d lace her fingers with Cyrene for a test of strength. By no means was the middleweight a powerlifter or anything.. but Cyrene was no slouch. Her slender arms boasted some unforeseen muscle, immediately pouring all of her strength into it.

“Heheh.. hey Fe-Fe. Heads up!”

Cyrene wasn’t underestimating Phoebe’s martial arts prowess at the very least. Clutching her hands, she’d jerk both sideways to bridge the cap, spreading their arms apart so Phoebe couldn’t judo flip her or something, both womens chest pressing against each other. But.. Cyrene had already reared her head back like a stag, smashing her forehead into Phoebe’s own roughly!

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Phoebe was far from the strongest woman on the roster. As such, when Cyrene poured her strength into her, she was completely on the defensive in trying to not fall to her rival's might.

Suddenly, Cyrene would bring their chests together, the detective blushing...right up until the redhead drove her head forward to headbutt Phoebe!

"AAH!"

Immediately, Phoebe felt weak at the arms as her skull felt rattled. She fell on her back, and if Cyrene kept the hold of her hands still, she would end up on top of Phoebe within a moment!

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Cyrene, if she was being honest.. thought she had it in the bag. Merely pressing her body against Phoebe’s had generated a reaction that made her opponent resemble a ripe tomato and Cyrene was starting to think this would be nothing but a swift and easy victory.

Her head bashed into hers, toppling Phoebe to the ground. Cyrene bade to follow, dropping to her knees and sitting down on her stomach. She’d shake her head, tsking like a disappointed teacher.

“My! Thought you’d be tougher, Phoebe!”

Her finger trailed down Phoebe’s belly, moving up her chest, gently brushing against them.. before touching her chin and forcing her to angle her head up and look at her. Cyrene grinned evilly, as she’d wink.

“Don’t worry! I’ll toughen you up!”

Her thighs clenched tightly around Phoebe’s waist, crushing them in a scissor hold! Her fingers clenched up, as Cyrene began to rain down a one handed barrage of punches at Phoebe’s face, going to end it brutally and efficiently from the get go!