Clash of the Titans? - Blaise Cameron & Angel Knight

[CyanDimitrik]

The gym is quiet. Too quiet. Between the late hour, lack of bodies, and silence, the building is awash in eeriness and streaked in shadows that would otherwise appear normal, but in the here and now, are simply too long. Your wiser gym-goer might reconsider training tonight - it's that personal survival instinct that keeps folks free from The Grudge monsters or Slendermen.

But Blaise, see - Blaise isn't like that. One could claim that he's brimming with American smugness and brass. They could say he's defiant and brazen. They'd be wrong. The simple fact is, Blaise hasn't demonstrated a solid track record of self-preservation. To wit, none of the aforementioned details even register to him.

"Hello~?," calls the American in Japanese as he saunters through the gym. He's wearing his wrestling gear, consistent of sapphire blue trunks with black tribal markings, and matching blue boots with black detail. Unlike his normal wrestling gear, he's wearing a gray track jacket over his torso, hands stuffed firmly into his pockets. "Anyone~?"

Wide blue eyes draw listlessly between the machines and weights, scanning for someone - anyone, really. He slows to a stop in the largest room of the gym, dominated with a full, but featureless wrestling ring in the center. He came with specific instructions from his no-nonsense trainer: find someone, challenge them, and win.

Pickings.

Are.

Slim.

A puffy sigh escapes him.

[Ryona Girl]

'Guhhhhhhhhhh'

These were Angel's thoughts as she went into the Law Gym in order to train for her debut match in Law... it was probably one of the first times she had ever trained, despite having a 3 year wrestling career and 70 matches under her belt, the girl had never really trained. She always just preformed a match to the best of her ability, lost, recovered, and got another match. Winning was never a big deal for her.... however... now that she was in the professional leagues... she knew she had to step up her game. As such, the girl made her way to the gym in order to train.... however there was one huge problem

HER BACK HURT SO MUCH!

She hated having such large breast... they always hurt her back so much whenever she would walk around for any length of time.

That being said though, it was still time for her to train. And as such, the British girl would make her way into the gym... once she got their though.... there was a slight problem....

SHE HAD NO IDEA HOW TO USE THIS GYM THINGY!

She had never done weights, whenever she had done cardio it was usualy just running around the city of London. As such, she had no idea now what she was supposed to do.

However, she noticed a young, handsome man, looking around the gym.. was he a trainer? Angel couldn't be sure... but she figgured she would ask him.

Approaching the man, Angel would talk with her cute british accent voice, asking.

"Excuse me....? Um... are you the trainer around here? Because I'm knew here and I could use some help..."

[CyanDimitrik]

Did he hear a door open?

Blaise's whole posture shifts, twisting in the direction of the sound. And what he finds is a rather attractive, albeit busty blonde with just the prettiest accent! And she's barely wearing anything. It takes him a second to register what she says to him, his gaze dropping to her boots and slowly lifting along her form to her face again, processing the detail. The notion of 'this chick walked in here wearing a bikini' has been replaced with the obvious in English:

"Whoa, hey. You're a wrestler, aren't you?"

And that's about when her question finally unjumbles in his brain. With a bright smile, he shakes his head. "Nope! I actually came here on a mission, myself. A mission of training." He thumps his right fist into his left palm. "See," he begins, assuming a mirthful level of gravitas and severity, "I must find someone." He turns aside and cuts his gaze dramatically to her, rendering the whole turn pointless. "And defeat them."

And that's when he loses the facade with a soft, cheerful laugh. "Hahah, seriously though, that's what my trainer demanded. So, uh..." He leans forward, hands linking modestly behind his back. "If you're a wrestler, and you're lookin' to train, we could go a round and solve each other's problems, yeah?"

[Ryona Girl]

....

The boy would do some crazy theatricts as he explained why he was here. With all honesty, it was kind of funny and cute. He appeared to be a wrestler through and through

However... the boy would then offer Angel the opportunity to spar. Angel, who was still slightly chuckleing from the boys dramatic post, would respoond in her cute british voice again, "That would be wonderful... I would love to do that with you."

And with that, Angel would signal for the boy to follow her into the ring, as she walked up and through the training ropes, it was a good thing that Angel came in her wrestling gear today!

As she rolled under the bottom rope, Angel would wait for the boy to enter the ring, waiting for him to make the first move.

[CyanDimitrik]

Blaise follows after her, grinning to himself. He found someone to train with! Someone who happened to be a really cute girl. He'll try to not let that distract him too much. Handa would pull him inside-out if he let something like that get in the way of winning. Of pinning her. Being on top of her. Holding her down.

Nono, focus!

He shakes his head quickly and hops up onto the ring apron, then slips between the ropes to step out onto the mat. From there, he unzips and carelessly tosses his track jacket out of the ring, leaving his trim upper-body completely exposed. "H'okay! Let's do this!"



She already looks ready to go. Excited and anxious to kick things off, Blaise instantly rushes her, attempting to start their match off with a proper lockup. His hands go for her shoulder and collar, attempting to overpower her and start guiding her back towards the ropes. "This how you usually meet people?," he asks in the meantime.

[Ryona Girl]

Meeting up with the boy in the center of the ring, Angel would respond with. "N... no... not usualy.... kind of a new experience for me.... yourself?"

With that, the blonde would attempt to push the man back into the corner he started from. However with how weak the young wrestler was, if the young man was truely trying, Angel migh find herself pushed back into a corner herself!

[CyanDimitrik]

Unfortunately for the buxom blonde, Blaise really is trying. His fingers dig into her frame a little, back arching to ply gradually more force against her. And soon enough, she's guided back into a corner of the ring.

"Can't say that it is..!," he says, leaning into her to keep her in place. "..But it seems fun!"

He suddenly attempts to sling her grip wide to disengage the lockup! If successful, he takes advantage of her position in the ring and lunges in with a knee aimed to collide against her bare midsection.

[Ryona Girl]

It didn't take long from the molmeat that the two locked up that the redhead started to push the blonde bimbo up into the corner. As the ropes and ring post died into her back, Angel started to push with everything she had, like a rabid dog backed into a corner fighting for its own survival. Due to this, when Blaise suddenly dropped the hold, this cause Angel to go flying toward him, which could of knocked the boy on his back and gave the Brit the advantage, had it not been for the knee of the man, louging it's place in the soft spot of Angel's soft and exposed mid section. With a cry, Angel would fall to her knees, holding onto her midsection, trying to make sure she didn't fall to the ground so quickly, but for the molmentire was left defenseless in the ring.

[CyanDimitrik]

Blaise's knee sinks into the blonde's stomach, and he steps back again to let her drop to her knees! This would be about the time he'd normally play up the audience and bask in their approval, but look - no audience! So Blaise has nothing to focus on other than the girl in pain at his knees.

He leans down, hooking his arms under her shoulders. "C'mon! Up you go!" And with that, he's attempt to hoist the pretty girl to her boots. But that's only to begin the setup of the next thing he intends to put her through! For once she's standing, he attempts to loop an arm around her shoulders, while the other arm sweeps behind her legs to scoop her body up into a cradle. From there, he'll march her along towards the center of the ring, holding the girl aloft, before ultimately dropping her onto an upturned knee for a backbreaker!

Of course, there's a lot of relying on the blonde being cooperative or otherwise too weakened to resist. With so many moving parts, it's possible she may throw a monkeywrench into his machinations!

[Ryona Girl]

Being forced up to her boots, Angel would continue to moan in pain... slightly attempting to squeeze away from handsome red headed man. After a few seconds of struggling, Angel would find herself lifted up into the air, and planted into a back breaker! Screaming out in pain as the mans knee dug into her spine, she would fall of the boy's knee almost the instant the back breaker was given. At that point, Angel would attempt to roll out of the ring.... but seeing how much damage was taken to her back... It was very unlikely she would get there before Blaise made his next move.