School of Hard Knocks - Agnes Claudel Vs Julian Prince [No DQ Match]

[Cosmos]

Being a passive sort, Agnes was a pacifist who detested and rejected the need for violence. Wrestling was her first foray into any kind of combat sport - unlike Julian, she didn't have another practise like boxing to fall back and rely on. With recent tensions rising and political rivalries starting to turn ugly as a result of social media and echo chambers, Agnes knew she had to learn how to inevitably protect herself should the need arise. Even if her father largely kept her out of the public eye. Still, she hadn't anticipated this to turn into quite the grudge match for revenge. Who would have thought Julian Prince would turn up like an unpleasant spectre from her past? She hoped he would have learned something from the whole affair, how it backfired on him and perhaps would even approach Agnes and Renne with a heartfelt apology one day after recognising the errors of his ways. Alas, that sadly did not appear to be the case. Julian was as petty and vindictive as ever, based on the opening moments of this match.

As she collapsed onto the floor outside the ring, cradling her crotch where she had been struck, the blonde haired girl through her watery eyes saw Julian peering down at his prey. He swiftly launched himself from the ring apron, and she shut her eyes as she braced herself for another assault. Only, the impending slam of the Varsity Villain's heels into her gut never came. Confused, Agnes fluttered her eyes open to spot her former classmate standing over her, a leg on either side. A trick to intimidate her, as she blushed before the shadow of his manhood over her face. Pulling a rare expression of annoyance as Julian stepped to the side with a smirk of mischief, Agnes would begin to rise up from the floor gradually, finally managing to get back to her feet...BAM!! A pair of chalk erasers slammed into her facial cheeks from behind, causing her face to get comically squished between them! "Oww!! H-How dare you...?!" She protested, as a face mask wearing Julian taunted the girl and began to batter her repeatedly with his newfound weapons! "Ow! Ooh! Aah!! Stop!! I can't!! See!!"

The chalkdust kicked up from every impact Julian made on her body. Her face, her breasts, her backside...soon Agnes was covered in a thick beige cloud that obscured her from much of the audience's view. Only when Julian opted to finally cease would the chalkdust began to disperse, eventually revealing the blonde girl's bare skin and wrestling gear covered in chalkdust like some kind of ghost. She wobbled, dizzy after being clobbered repeatedly by the erasers. "Uhhhh..." Some of the students watching couldn't help but laugh at the sight of her, while others expressed their disdain for Julian's cruel, but perfectly legal idea given the rules of the match...

[killcarrion]

Considering that certain characteristics like ruthless tenacity and flexible morality were traits easily transferable between the world of political theater and the cavalcade of spandex clad daredevils within professional wrestling, Julian found the adjustment period between professions to be rather seamless. However, this did present a query as to the reason behind Agnes stepping into such a world given that she possessed neither of those aforementioned qualities. The Agnes Claudel that Julian knew was about as milquetoast and kindhearted an individual he'd ever come across, the type of benevolent and charitable saintess who'd absolutely be torn to shreds by those of a more conniving nature. Severely lacking the killer instinct necessary in order to shake hands with the Devil if it meant furthering your own goals. Nevertheless, Julian indeed had plans to settle affairs with both Agnes and that meddlesome Renne. Neither of which involved apologies in the slightest. Once learning of his cherubic classmate's availability as a prospective adversary, he immediately called in favors in order to arrange for this encounter. Phase one of a multi-pronged strategy having been devised to exact as satisfying a retribution as possible against Agnes, the naive idealist who had no place sticking her nose into his business, and all administered by Headmaster Prince teaching her the depths of her own inadequacies and how her optimistic viewpoints have no place amidst the callous cruelties of the real world.

Julian walked out of the cloud of dust generated by his eraser pummel which thwacked Agnes' face side to side with emphatic smacks to her fulsome posterior and jiggled breasts tossed in as well, discarding both his mask and erasers once he'd accomplished his nefarious goal and were obviously prepared well beforehand. The nebulous dust obfuscating the figure within until it eventually dissipated to unveil the pale angel on uncertain and quivering legs. Julian feigning shock as if he's just seen a ghostly apparition before joining other audience members chuckling at Ms. Claudel's expense. "Pft, hahah!!! Well, you always did stress the importance of staying after class and helping the teachers clean off the erasers..." Julian commented as he started circling the blinded and bewildered Agnes. The Varsity Villain smirking mischievously and at one point even cracking a hand against her cherubic rump to a puff of powdered chalkdust meant to entice her into attacking nothing but thin air as he seamlessly side-stepped any of Agnes' attempt to make striking contact. A predator toying with his prey as more psychological warfare until Julian would snatch one of Agnes' wrists and vehemently propel his chalkdust covered adversary into an Irish whip straight towards a chalkboard wall. Whatever careening impact sustained by Agnes would be compounded by Julian sprinting afterwards and aiming to pancake Agnes between the flattened surface and the muscled granite of his physique before stepping back.