A Rough Debut: The Black Cat (D) vs Ivan Ramirez

[sexpistols]

The Black Cat was a tough cookie. She'd taken a lot of beatings, but the reason she got past those and won anyway were because of her willpower- and sometimes that wasn't enough.

It wasn't going to be enough here either. As Ivan hauled her to her feet, she put her hands up as if she was ready to fight again... which she wasn't. A small saving grace was that her opponent's lariat made contact with her arms first - but it didn't stop her from flying across the ring and landing hard on her back again as she groaned before trying to pull herself together and get up again.

[MR. Q]

Still riding the high of his dominant opening sequence, Ivan dashes forward with a burst of energy, determined to keep the pressure on. Spotting Onyx struggling to regain her footing, he seizes the opportunity, leaping high into the air to deliver a thunderous dropkick aimed squarely at her chest.

The crowd holds its breath as Ivan hurtles towards her, his momentum building with each passing second. Impact is inevitable, and judging by the sheer force of the kick, it's bound to leave Onyx reeling once more.

Running Dropkick

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[sexpistols]

Onyx has dealt with bigger hits before... still, that was ruthless. Even then, as Ivan leaps up and hurtles toward her with speed, she is awake enough to dodge an attack as predictable as that.

All it takes is her dropping to her butt, lying down and sticking her tongue out sensually as her opponent flies over her, hopefully crashing into something as painful as possible to grant her a little more time to bully him once he lands!

[MR. Q]

Time seems to stretch as Ivan launches himself towards Onyx, anticipating the satisfying thud of boot meeting flesh. But instead of the impact, he finds himself sailing past his opponent, the momentum carrying him harmlessly beyond the ropes and out onto the cold, hard arena floor.

Ivan lands awkwardly, his legs splayed out from under him as he crashes heavily to the unforgiving ground. Pain shoots up his arms and shoulders, momentarily leaving him stunned and dazed. The crowd lets out a collective gasp at the spectacle of the powerhouse wrestler taking such a clumsy tumble.

Shaking off the disorientation, Ivan stood up like he didn't just crash on the floor.

"You saw nothing." He told the rows before limping to the steps. His back hurt a little.