Emily Nelson vs Roxy Ashworthy - Noble Conquest

[Monsy]

STANDARD MATCH
Win by Pinfall, Submission or Knockout. No Disqualification.

[Underdoggo]

The crowd was rowdy tonight. The Queen's Decree supercard looked to be a promising one, and the next match on the list seemed particularly exciting: a battle between a Wrestle Angels veteran, and another LAW veteran with a long history of MMA and kickboxing experience. The fact that this was also going to be a hardcore match made things even more exciting: both of these ladies were skilled and experienced, both had plenty of raw power to call upon, and both were known for being absolutely determined to win, no matter what. This promised to be an intense, brutal match, and neither woman was likely to walk away from this fully intact.

Before long, the first competitor's theme music sounded, causing the audience to burst into excited cheering.

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"Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for ONE fall!
Introducing our first competitor,
From Edinburgh, Scotland,
The Noble Fighter of the Wrestle Angels,
EMILY NELLLLSSOOOOOOOON!"

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The crowd burst into cheers at that moment as Emily Nelson entered the arena. Calm and aloof, the Scotwsoman strode relentlessly down the ramp, looking utterly confident as she made her way to the ring. Sliding under the ropes, Emily made her way to the center and extended her arms outwards, taking in the cheers of the audience around her.

Emily had never been the biggest star in Wrestle Angels. To be fair, she still didn't have the same name recognition that someone like Mighty Yukiko or Panther Risako still had, but that didn't change the fact that she had gained a fanbase and a following here in LAW that she had never had in Wrestle Angels. Smiling, Emily dropped her arms to her sides again and folded them across her chest, turning back to the ramp as she waited for her opponent to arrive...

[Devastated]

Queen's Decree. Roxy wasn't really sure what to make of it. A supercard event was always something, but she wasn't exactly someone who cared much if it was a normal match or a main event. Though the difference was usually in the money that she could make from the fight, and that was the main reason she had accepted the match that management had laid out for her, that and boredom had set in...well, if she was honest she could satiated that any other which way, she had taken an interest in her opponent.

It wasn't often you got to face one of those former wrestle angels. Something which Roxy had recently found to be an interesting prospect. There were some rather tasty treats among that derelict roster of so-called talent. The Noble Fighter - Emily Nelson. Roxy had taken a brief moment on the ride over here scrolling through her career a little, and she had gotten fairly interested. She figured it could be a fun time to break in this oh so noble combatant.


"And her opponent,
From Chicago, Illinois!!!
The Conqueror!
ROXY ASHWORRRTHY!"

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Roxy stepped out onto the ramp, she was dressed in what had become her new outfit to wear to the ring. Something which almost looked more like a gym gear than a proper wrestling attire. Black sports bra, black yoga pants both with the same green sweeping streak across the right side. She had black gloves and black gym shoes, but there was one adornment. The solid red judo belt. Or rather, solid except for the eight-sided mirror emblem and some golden kanji. Roxy's music hit the second she stepped out onto the ramp, and she was received by a chorus of boos. Flashing a smirk on her face as she walked down the ramp and headed to the ring, she rolled in under the bottom ropes and then sprung up to her feet.

There was no fanfare or attention given to the crowd beyond that smirk she threw their way, no she walked right up to Emily, her eyes trailing up and down as she closed the distance. Upon reaching the Noble Fighter, she reached out and cupped Emily's cheek with her right hand, trying to turn the head from left to right to get a proper look at her, as if she was inspecting an animal for purchase. "Hmm. Yeah you'll do." Roxy mockingly spoke out as she would then try to shove that head back away from her to try and create some distance between them.

[Underdoggo]

Truth to be told, Emily had done some digging on her soon-to-be opponent before this match. Unfortunately she had found little. Little, that was, other than the fact that Roxy Ashworthy came from a strong MMA background. That, and she had a reputation for ruthlessness here in LAW. That suited Emily fine: she had dealt with other heels before, and whoever Roxy was, Emily doubted she held a candle to the likes of Freia Kagami, Dark Star Chaos, and all the others she had run across back in the old league.

But now her opponent entered the arena, accompanied by a chorus of boos. She was broad. She was powerful, her skant outfit showing off layers of thick muscles. And she received a chorus of boos as she swaggered towards the ring.

It was Roxy who closed the distance between them once she entered the ring, striding towards Emily and immediately cupping her chin like she was inspecting a prize horse. Emily's eyes widened a little at this brazen act; her hand immediately moved of its own accord, slapping her green-haired opponent across the cheek with a ringing sting of skin on skin.

"Hands to yourself, cretin," she growled, before straightening up. "It seems I'll have to teach you some manners tonight."

[Devastated]

Truth be told, Roxy was wondering how Emily Nelson matched up to the other Wrestle Angels. She'd seen them wrestle and even clashed with one here in LAW...she wondered if Emily Nelson would prove more of a challenge than the infamous Thunder Ryuko. So far, as she stepped up to the woman, she seemed as if she had the physique and demeanour of a capable combatant but...so did Thunder Ryuko.

When Emily's hand came up and slapped Roxy's cheek! The Greenette's head snapped to the side in an exaggerated manner. Of course her cheek stung, she pulled her hand away from Emily's face and brought it up to her own cheek to gently rub it.

"Feisty." Roxy spoke as she would turn her head back to smirk at Emily. " Though..." she began to speak, trailing off....before she would suddenly attempt a lighting fast raising of her knee to try and drive it into the breadbasket of the Scottish woman, aiming to deliver a sharp knee strike to that stomach! "Nothing that can't be beaten out of you."

[Underdoggo]

Emily was incensed at just how touchy Roxy was getting at just before the start of their match. Her hand moved of her own accord, smacking Roxy hard across the cheek. The greenette was taken by surprise by the blow, and turned to look back at her, smirking at her even as she rubbed at her cheek. Something about Roxy's smirk set Emily even more on edge, and she was so, so tempted to just attack her here and now, waiting for the bell be damned.

Roxy, it seemed, didn't have these qualms.

Roxy's leg came shooting up, her knee hammering into Emily's abs. "UUAGH!" Emily cried, doubling over and clutching at her midsection. She took a few steps, gasping and heaving. Around them, more than a few members of the audience began to boo Roxy's heelish tactics.

And then, finally, the bell rang.