Halima envisioned her debut going a lot of different ways, but, she didn't anticipate it tied with any real stakes other than pride, but, this was how the dice rolled,as it were, and now she was fighting for the freedom of her tag partner. It seemed odd that a devout Catholic and a Muslim would be tag partners, but, it proved that yes, two opposing faiths can indeed work together. She eventually got the cue to enter, and she came out to a pretty positive response Spoiler
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She thought about going by the nickname "Arabian Knight" but, she decided that was incredibly corny, plus, as vast as LAW was, she was certain someone already took that name, so she was just Halima for now. She entered the ring with a steel-like gaze that revealed her determination to set that man free or die trying. "That Man" was about to show his true colors very soon...
The Infamous Cheater resented LAW management, especially the referees. However, she would engage with them, on the occasion that doing so would benefit her. In this case, they arranged the stipulations for this match. If Samantha won, she would take back Isaiah Bowen as a POW, as the man had previously escaped his former sentence. Not only that, but she would also take Halima as a prisoner of war as well. However, if Samantha would lose, Isaiah's freedom would remain secured. Ms. Gang couldn't pass on the opportunity to try squashing the faiths of both religiously-themed wrestlers, and she soon made her appearance.
Samantha walked down the ramp with a nasty scowl. She cared not about the boos from the crowd that soon followed. But this did mean Samantha had properly established herself as a note-worthy heel on LAW, having been a little under the radar beforehand. The gang girl entered the ring and glared at Halima, who eyed her with an equally steely expression. "You know the deal, punk." She said. "Once I wipe the floor with you, you and your so-called 'holy' partner both belong to me. Where is that fool, anyhow? Don't tell me done ran off again!" Appearance
Halima kept her steely-eyed look as Samantha made her way to the ring, she knew this woman's tricks, and was well prepared for anything this bitch threw at her. It appeared the LAW faithful shared the same sentiment as she did, as she never heard such vitriol before, and probably won't again. As she expected, Samantha began by running her mouth, asking where Isaiah was. Halima, with all the calm in the world, precisely the opposite of Sam in every way but shared gender, simply pointed toward the entrance ramp. The room grew dark, save for a lone spotlight, with smoke forming around the ring and the ramp, "Soul of A Man" began blaring over the arena, and out came a very different Isaiah: Spoiler
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Isaiah stoo in the spotlight for a few seconds, letting the light glare off of his metallic mask, before slowly walking toward the ring, His music, "Soul of A Man" was rather fitting, as this was what was at stake here. Scenes from a short animation called "The Backwater Gospel" showed on the tron, and it became clear that the Prophet saw himself as the Undertaker of that film. He entered the ring, with the room still dark, slowly raised his hands, toward the sky, not unlike a backwoods preacher when the Spirit was on him, and the lights came on. He first looked over at Halima, who looked at him with a look of content, then at Samantha, who seemed taken aback, to say the least. Isaiah, still staring deep in the eyes of his tormentor, said in a low voice, "You've met with a terrible fate, haven't you?"Isaiah, now through with this display, simply walked to ring side and stood there like the Statue of David.
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Samantha's biggest concern wasn't whether or not she'd be able to win this match, as she typically carried herself with a degree of arrogance. But rather, she was worried Isaiah wouldn't show up. After all, he had ran away from his POW sentence, why would he come back and put his freedom on the line again? However, Mr. Bowen would soon prove he was ready to see this through to the end. After Ms. Gang rudely addressed Halima and asked about Isaiah, the Muslim-themed wrestler would silently answer her. Looking to where her foe was pointing, Samantha witnessed Isaiah's entrance.
The gang girl initially watched Isaiah's appearance with an unamused scowl. The man's new attire didn't impress her, giving that she rocked the color black herself. Masks, over the top entrances, this was LAW, Samantha had seen it all before. But what did take her back, was Isaiah's preacher-like pose, after he slowly raised his heads into the the air. Samantha had a brief flashback of seeing her late father do such a thing as a little girl, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
However, Samantha's wide eyes soon narrowed once more, after Isaiah taunted her and finished his display. "What? What was all that about, you weirdo?!" The heel scorned, addressing the male. "The only terrible fate I predict is your captivity being reinforced, this time with your stupid partner!" Already beginning to become heated, Samantha then turned her attention to Halima. She squared up with her in the ring, waiting for the match to start.
Isaiah, staring at Sam with all her fuss, simply pointed to Halima, as if to say, "Focus on her" Halima was thankful she was wearing a mask, as she would've found it hard to hide her amusement of her opponent's ramblings, "Ref, let's start the match already. The less I gotta hear this bitch's mouth, the better" The ref called for the bell and the match was on! Halima, wanting to feel out her opponent before doing anything rash...
With the stipulations laid out, Isaiah's entrance completed, and Samantha's focus redirected, the match was on! Despite Halima's taunt and insistence that the match hurry up and start, the Dessert Witch didn't make any hasty moves. This was in contrast to Samantha, who was more than ready to try and put Halima in her place, even moreso after the Muslim's remark!
"You're so dead!" Samantha threated, rushing towards Ms. Said. Her first move would be to simply try and bulldoze into her, as Ms. Gang tried to lock-up with her no-nonsense adversary!
Halima, still remaining calm cool and collected, accepted Sam's challenge of a bull's rush, and managed st stop it before she got to the corner. She than proceeded to knee Samantha in the gut, and if that succeeded, combo that off with an axe handle across the back. Halima than would shake her head in disgust. She knew of Sam's strengths, but, her weaknesses were to far obvious, "Isaiah always showed to much restraint. You'll get no luxury here." Isaiah, still standing at ringside, rolled his eyes and pouted...
Samantha was able to push Halima back a significant degree. But Halima held her ground, resisting the attack enough to stop the gals from reaching one of the ring's corners. In order to put an end to this, Halima successfully nailed Sam's belly with a knee strike, followed up by an axe handle to her back. Both of these moves made the gang girl grunt, and the ladder even managed to knock her on her knees! "I don't need such a luxury!" Samantha hissed. "But I'll make sure to leave you begging for it!" With that declaration, Ms. Gang would spring up and faint an uppercut to Halima's face. But with her other hand, Samantha was really going for a nasty throat chop to Halima's windpipe!
"Good. You will not have it!" Halima hissed back as she approached her to inflict more damage, only to be met with what looked like an uppercut, but, it was only a ruse as Sam went for a chop to Halima's throat, however, her feint backfired, as Halima dodged the "uppercut" Sam's chop could only hit Halima's left breast. It still hurt, but, Halima, like Isaiah's faith, would endure, "This isn't that type of match, lady. Though I appreciate the thought." Halima said dryly as she attempted a kick straight to Sam's head.
While perhaps not the sharpest tool in the shed overall, Samantha was an expert at fighting dirty, faints included. However, this time the faint wouldn't work out quite as planned. As Halima maneuvered in a way that Samantha's chop nailed her left breast instead. This was still a vulnerable part of the body. Damage was still done. But Halima managed to press on and fire back with a kick, which impacted the gang girl's head. "UGH!" She grunted, falling flat on the mat, though she managed to sit up afterwards. "Stay still, you little-!" Keeping low to the mat, Ms. Gang came in to try a low sweep kick on Halima, desiring to trip her adversary.
