Until next Summer: Aria vs Emaline

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Last Standing Match
Winner is decided when one of the participants is unable to get to their feet at the count of ten

Summer was ending.

The sun was still up and bright in the sky, but there was also a noticeable wind that brought a small chill to even out the incredible heat. With the end of summer came the end of LAW’s famous beach matches. But just before that happened, the bookers had managed to squeeze one last match onto the ring on the sands before packing things up for next summer.

Which was where Aria came in.

When the Arabian had gotten word that she had been picked for the leagues last beach match for the summer. She had nearly rolled her eyes and hung up then and there, but then she heard who her opponent was going to be. The viper herself Emaline, now that had gotten the Arabians attention. The viper had made a lot of enemies, and Aria was certain she could make some cash on the side for giving the pinkette some much needed karma.

Which is what led her to now. Clad in her black bikini that accentuated her dark skinned frame. Her purple hair pulled back in a ponytail while her white skull mask finished her look completely. Doing a few last minute stretches, the Arabian assassin would then hear her theme beginning to play and she would step out into the bright sun.

Spoiler

Stepping out to the whistles of the crowd, Aria allowed herself to give them a little pose before making her way down the sandy beach before climbing up into the ring. Making her way to a corner, the Arabian would lean herself against it and wait for her newest target to emerge.

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While Aria completed her entrance, Emaline remained in backstage. Once more dressed in her emerald green bikini, she let out a shaky breath. Her slightly sweaty hands trembled as she sat on the bench, dreadfully awaiting her next match. Nothing about her gave the impression of the infamous Emerald Viper, a fact which unnerved most of the backstage workers.

Emaline Appearance Reference

"I can't believe I'm back here again..." She lamented to herself. "It's... it's been so long... so long since..."
"Hey!" Her friend Yoro, also dressed in her ring gear, chirped in. "What'd we agree on about bad memories?"
"Don't think about them..." The pinkette answered, her voice a tad downtrodden.
"Mhm! Don't think about em!" The blackette confirmed with a bright smile. "Think about the good stuffs instead! Like here, in this beach! Remember?! At your last beach match, you pounded that Kieda girl silly!"
"Mmm... I... I guess I did."
"Yes you did! You just gotta recreate the magic here!"
"She's right." Shira finally made her presence known by seconding Yoro.
"I'll try..." The corner of Emaline's lips curled up to form the faintest of smiles.
And right on cue, a LAW official arrived and summoned her to the ring. She passed a determined nod towards her two friends before they set off.

Entrance Theme

She strolled down the ramp as the speakers played her music. However, it was blatant to most watching that something was 'off' about her. For the most part, her stride was only a tad less graceful than it usually was. But that wasn't it. She neither radiated her notorious arrogance nor did she exude spiteful disdain. Nonetheless, the audience's reaction stayed the same; a mix of cheers and boos.

While Yoro and Shira split off to remain at ringside, Emaline clambered up the ring apron and did her slow blackflip over the ropes. Then she approached her opponent, mustering the most amiable expression she could. "Greetings." She extended her hand, offering a real, geniune, handshake. "It is a pleasure to meet you."

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Aria had heard rumors that the smug pinkette had gotten what was coming to her. That she had pissed off the wrong person with her attitude and dearly paid the price. The Arabian didn’t usually put much stock into rumors, and she only heard a little about the supposed match that left her soon to be opponent in a bloody heap unconscious on the canvas.

But then the Arabian saw her opponent walking out, and she began to think that those rumors may have been true. Emaline walked to the ring like a nervous schoolgirl, lacking any of the arrogance or swagger that made her so well known. In fact, Aria couldn’t stop herself from raising an eyebrow as the pinkette entered the ring and nervously extended her greetings to her.

Hell, she couldn’t help but think that this was all an act to put Aria in a false sense of security.

”Hello.” the Arabian replied. “When I was told I would be facing you, I was expecting a few insults to be thrown my way at this point. What, did you lose your nerve or something?” Aria asked, cutting straight to the point but yet to even move from her position in the corner.

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"Hmm?" Emaline raised an eyebrow in mild perturbation at the words thrown her way. Nonetheless, she promptly responded. "I always strive to be as courteous as possible." She explained with her usual pretentious mannerisms. Except this time, her tone didn't contain any of her usual spiteful venom. Moreover, she completely neglected to answer her opponent's actual question, though she was clearly unnerved by it.

Meanwhile, Shira and Yoro silently watched from the sidelines.
"Hey..." The former started, expressing concern. "Should we-..."
"Nah." The latter interrupted, appearing much more confident than her friend. "She's Emaline. She's got this."

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”Yeah…” Aria drawled, her bone mask giving away nothing as she put a hand on her hip. ”No offense. But I wouldn’t exactly calling someone a “stepping stone” isn’t exactly the most courteous of greetings. Though I guess you did technically answe my question with that response huh? The viper truly was Defanged.” She said finally crossing her arms before muttering under her breath. “There goes my payday on that front.”

It was then that the bell finally rang. So Aria would widen her legs and raise her arms before circling her opponent. The match was on, and the only way they were winning is if they leave the other facing the hot sun until the count of 10.

[Kreydos]

"S-stepping stones...That... I uh... I..." Initially speechless, it took a short moment until Emaline managed a proper sentence. "I referred to my opponents for what they are. But..." However, her voice soon faltered. "M-maybe... Maybe I was m-m-m..." In particularly, she struggled to utter that final word in her sentence. "I was m-m-mis... m-m-mis... I..."
"Mistaken?!" Yoro chirped in, though there was some confusion in her tone.
"Y-yes, that word!" The pinkette confirmed, relieved by the save from her friend. "But so is the purple haired one." The bell rung in the midst of her declaration. "This Viper still has fangs." She rushed forwards, spun her hips, and swung her right leg, kicking off the match with an attempted roundhouse kick to the head.

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It was now that Aria took notice of the little posse that was hanging outside of the ring. The Arabian noticed them as they entered, but focused much of her attention on Emaline that she basically ignored them. Except for now when one of those girls helped the pitiful sight that was Emaline find the word she was looking for. Aria couldn’t help but shake her head at the display.

Of course that didn’t distract her for long, so when her opponent came in for a roundhouse towards her head. The Arabian was ready. Ducking down she allowed the limb to fly over her head whilst at the same time dashing around to her opponents back. There she would send a kick to the back of Emalines knee to force her down, then with that same leg she would send a snap kick to the side of her head.

[Kreydos]

Emaline's eyes widened upon seeing her roundhouse kick miss. And to make matters worse, Aria swiftly capitalised on the opening to quickly reposition herself behind the Viper and kicked her knee in, causing her to awkwardly fall onto her other knee. Whilst adjusting to her impromptu half-kneeling position, she felt another kick strike her skull. "Gak!" She grunted before she collapsed listlessly onto canvas. "Gnnhh..." With a groggy moan, she cradled her head and rolled around.

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In two simple strikes, Emaline was down on the canvas. The pinkettes mind was clearly somewhere else, but Aria saw no reason to not take advantage of it. So sitting down on her back, Aria would hook her opponents arms over her thighs before yanking her chin back in a brutal camel clutch! Now this was a match that didn’t accept submissions, but that didn’t mean the Arabian couldn’t use them to whittle down Emaline’s body.

[Kreydos]

Dazed, Emaline didn't notice her opponent taking a seat on her back until it was too late. "Mmm?.." A confused groan escaped her lips as she felt her arms being positioned around Aria's legs. "A-arrrgghh!" The ensared Viper let out a pained screech when her head was suddenly pulled back, placing an immense strain on her spine. "P-please!" She pleaded mid-scream. "My back! It hurts!" Her forearms flailed about but they didn't achieve much other than weakly slap her captor's thighs.