Heather Sunderland vs Angela Guillot - TABLES!

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Tables Match
Victory by putting your opponent through the table Via offensive means.

Heather was quite a bit pumped up for her next match that was about to take place. She was brimming with excitement to dabble in her more natural hardcore element for the first time in LAW and really show it to the people. Even better, it was with yet another girl she's never faced before, bringing her excitement up even more. She snickered to herself as she headed to the curtains, stretching herself out a little in the back as she awaited her cue to step out into the arena.

Heather's theme played over the speakers soon after, signaling her arrival as she crawled out onto the stage area, dressed in her purple fishnet top, black bikini top underneath, black baggy pants, and black boots. It was filled as usual with smoke and green laser lights, the rest of the arena bathed in a blue light that caused the paint on Heather's face and arm to glow purple. She crawled down to about mid-ramp before standing up, raising her hands in the air as pyro shot out from the stage area. Rushing down the rest of the ramp, Heather slid into the ring, heading to the middle rope in the corner and getting up onto it to raise her hands in the air. Pyro shot down from the ceiling to the ring as she grinned wide, basking in the crowd's reaction before hopping off that rope and heading to the center of the ring.

A long breath came from her mouth as she nod her head, crouching down a bit to start stretching herself out. "Nnnh!! Alright!!" She said in excitement, staring up at the stage area in wait for her opponent as the lights turned to normal, revealing her paint to be transparent outside of that blue light.

[Devastated]

Spoiler

VS

Angela was ready to once again step out into the ring and take care of business as usual. She was here in LAW for one reason, or well two. Firstly was to show that just as in France, Europe in general and America....that she was the most dominant one in this entire stupid business. The second reason didn't have much to do with tonights match, as it revolved around her becoming the tag team champion. This time though it was a singles match a hardcore match, a tables match!

After Heather Sunderland had made her way down the ramp, getting a somewhat warm reaction from the crowd. The French beauty stepped out onto the ramp as her music started to play out of the speakers and with it the buxom blonde would walk down the ramp. The reaction she got from the crowd was one that carried a chorus of boos and jeers, it was clear that the crowd wasn't fond of the heelish woman.

The French woman walked down to the ring and climbed up through the ropes, removing her jacket and placing it upon the turnbuckle of her corner before walking up to the center of the ring as she would fold her arms underneath her generous rack. Narrowing her eyes as she looked on at Heather Sunderland, the lovely blonde woman would grin widely. " They just keep throwing weaklings at me, one after the other huh." Angela said as she tried to annoy the woman in front of her, get under her skin so to say.

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Heather tilt her head a bit at the reaction that her opponent was getting. This would be her first opponent in LAW that the crowd was clearly against and that clearly interested her quite a bit. She crossed her arms, humming a little as she watched the girl make her way down to the ring, looking her up and down and trying to gauge her as much as she could from a distance. She eagerly awaited her arrival fully in the ring, though ending up getting quite the greeting as she did so.

"Tch...that's what you think, yeah?" She said with slight frustration in her tone, clenching her fists as she tapped her foot with clear aggravation in her stance. If she wanted to get under her skin, she definitely did a pretty good job at already doing that. She had worked Heather up and she had gone from excited to slightly pissed, shooting quite the glare at the girl as she stepped forward towards her.

"We'll see if you still think I'm a weakling after I put you through a table!"

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Seeing that glare as Heather stepped right up to her face, Angela joined in on that so that the two lovely women met in roughly the center of the ring. There was a size difference between the two, but it was slight. Angela had about an inch of height over Heather, and because of her slightly more visibly toned muscles and slightly more generous assets it was save to assume she had a bit of a weight advantage over the purple haired America.

" That's exactly what I think, and I tend to not be wrong on my first impression." Angela spoke out as the two of them were basically standing just an inch away from one another. Glaring into each others eyes. It was clear that they didn't like each other, and what else was clear to anyone who had felt the presence of seasoned warriors staring each other down, knew that this was going to be one hell of a battle.

Angela smirked, unfolding her arms and placing her hands upon her hips, pushing her chest forward so that her slightly more generous bust would gently press against the purple haired woman's. " I heard you wrestled in America for a while. Strange I never saw or heard anything of you. Dont' you think?" Angela spoke out to Heather in a mocking tone.

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"Tch...well looks like today is going to be an exception for that rule, isn't it?" Heather's fists were clenched hard as she grit her teeth slightly, her glare digging into her quite a bit as she was nearly fuming from the words that the girl was saying. She was just about ready to rip into her, taking deep breaths in and out to try and desperately calm herself, but it wasn't working in the slightest.

She clicked her tongue as her chest pressed against her own a bit,grumbling and groaning out at her words. "N..no, actually. I wasn't big in America. I just...got my start there before moving to Japan. THAT'S where you should know me from" She was holding back all that she had to prevent herself from taking a swing at her, needing that bell to ring badly.

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The two women's generous busts pressed against each other, Heather looked properly pissed right now, she could just barley see the hint of red upon Heather's ears, clearly the woman looked as if she was about to burst into screams of rage. Take a swing and the blonde, that satisfaction of pissing Heather off so much with but a few words and little to no effort made the face of Angela twist into a wide smug grin.

" You've wrestled in Japan before? Huh...you learn something new everyday." Angela knew who Heather was, she'd heard of her from her manager. That Heather had once been a big shot in some other league known as AFW. Yet Angela was a convincing actress to say the least, leaving no trace of the truth in her words as she mocked the purple haired woman.

The bell soon rung, and the very instant it did. With how close they were, Angela snapped her head forward to try and catch the fuming Heather unaware with a headbutt straight onto Heather's nose!

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"Tch...ngh..W-whatever..you keep talking. You'll sure as hell know exactly who I am by the end of our match, trust me!" She let out, glaring hard at her as she tapped her foot in frustration, her anger fuming like crazy inside her as her heart pound and raced at the whole situation, Angela accomplishing exactly all that she was trying to do.

When that bell rang, Heather was about to step into action before Angela beat her to the punch. She yelled out in pain as the girl slammed her head into her nose, making her stumble back quite abit, leaning back against the ropes. "Nguh...ghaaa" She whined out in pain, shaking her head as her eyes watered a little, stomping her foot a couple times on the mat.

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Angela drove her forehead right up against Heather's pretty face, smacking it against the bridge of Heather's nose. She watched the purple haired woman stumble backwards all the way against the ropes. The blonde shook her head and stepped up as Heather was backing up, making her way towards the rope bound Heather Sunderland. Angela would smirk as she saw those eyes watering a bit and heard that foot stomping, wasting little time the French Woman would kick her leg out.

Trying to drive her boot into Heather's abs with a powerful front kick as she tried to drive Heather right through the ropes and out of the ring where the real fun could start.

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Heather still needed a second or two to just regain herself after that vicious headbutt that started out the match. Her nose was still stinging in pain, Heather just glad it didn't break or anything from that impact as she dealt with that stinging pain that ran through her face and head. Unfortunately for her, Angela wasn't about to give her that precious time that she needed!

A loud grunt came from Heather's mouth as she was kicked right through the ropes, sent tumbling to the outside as her body crashed hard with the mats. "Aauuuh...d-damnit."

[Devastated]

Angela's kick sent Heather tumbling to the outside onto the mats that were to make sure that not any serious damage came from an accidental fall outside of the ring. Yet it was still not all that padded, so it would usually make for a painful fall. Angela would climb out of the ring and drop down next to Heather Sunderland, her right hand reaching down to grasp a firm hold of the purple hair of the woman and start to pull her up to her feet.

As she did she brought her left hand into that long weave of purple mane, gripping tightly with two handfuls Angela would attempt to pull, yank and then finally swing Heather around with as much force as she could, attempting to practically toss the newcomer to the league right into the steel barricade around the outside area of the ring, that blocked the wrestlers off from the crowd.