Friend or Foe; Gil "Arma-Gil-O" Vs. Tetsumi Hoshino (D)

[Arista]

Match type: Cage Match
Rules: Escape the cage first to win

Gil had long awaited a rematch against her old friend, Hoshi, she figured that it was bound to happen at some point, even if she had to fly back to the states to make it happen, she wasn't letting Hoshi get away with being beaten 3 straight times...! Speaking of that, their history ran deep...

Gil and Hoshi became acquainted, both as members of an amateur wrestling league, a pretty small one, crowds pulled in maybe a few hundred per show, nothing compared to the tens of thousands that L.A.W pulled, not to mentions the many more that watched at home...! All this to say, both had come a long way since their first meeting, where Gil managed to best Hoshi 3 total times in 3 total matches, Hoshi never gave in though, he swore he would beat her, at some point, though Gil was definitely riding a high, she didn't feel threatened by him, not because he lacked skill, all their matches were close, but she came to know his weaknesses all too well.

Gil was ready to make this fourth match a big one, it would certainly be the most watched, and most highly anticipated, heck, it was Hoshi's debut in the big leagues and Gil's second back in months...! Not to mention, people knew of their friendship/rivalry, which only added another layer to this whole deal...!

Soon enough, Gil was called upon, the waiting was over, and the time to finally see how much both her and Hoshi had grown, had come...! "...Up first, is the Smother Princess from America, standing at 5'7 and weighing in at 131 lbs...! ARMAGILOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" The announcer belted-out, and then began Gil's entrance...!

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The lights dimmed and spotlights danced across the arena in varying shades of pink, then stepped out the Great Armagilo herself...! She skipped down the ramp, blowing kisses, giving high-fives, and as typically happened, took almost two full-minutes to do so...! Finally, she reached the edge of the ring, only one small problem, though... "HOW DO I GET IN!?" Gil shouted, then a clank and a squeak, the ref had unlocked and opened a small door for her to enter through. "...Oh, thank you...!" Gil entered in through the door before stepping into the ring. There was no outside of the ring, not unless one climbed the cage, meaning, there was nowhere to run...!

Gil turned her attention quickly back to the ramp, she was about to see the gran entrance and debut, of the future great; Tetsumi Hoshino...!

[2ndBananaSovereign]

Three matches ago, a newly-liberated Tetsumi had met Gil during his foray into wrestling: observing her to be an unassuming, yet glimmering star. After his last consecutive loss, he recalled his travel companion Okimi’s mentioning of a bigger league, & pointed Gil in the direction of LAW despite never having been to the place himself. Watching the way the goat-themed wrestler carried herself now, it had become clear to him that in the time since, Gil had blossomed into a true darling of the industry. Tetsumi shook his head & sighed with a smile as he watched Gil’s lengthy entrance through the TV. It certainly didn’t reflect well on him to have been defeated so many times by a fighter known for her hesitance to hurt others. Having trained with vigilantes & endured some time behind bars, pain was of little issue for the dandy compared to something more... psychological. A disadvantage that only someone with Gil’s ‘fighting’ style could could exploit, to great effect.

Even so, the two remained on amicable terms— no doubt due to the pep & kindheartedness Gil held even for someone like him. With Gil in the cage, Sumi sees his cue & makes way for the entrance ramp while his introduction was made. ”And her opponent! Standing at 5’7” & weighing in at 162 lbs, making his first entrance in LAW history, the Magnlioquent Marauder: TETSUMIII HOOO-SHII-NOOO!” With that, plumes of indigo flame burst up from the stage, accompanied by golden lights & a ghastly piano opening followed by some heavy guitar riffs leading into a swanky sax. Soon enough out came a curly brown-haired man, clad in a crimson coat draped around his shoulders that looked violet under the azure pyre.

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Tetsumi walked with his arms raised in a self-aggrandizing fashion, taking in the fullness of the crowd’s raucous cries along with his theme blasting through the arena. It was a hell of a lot more of a reception than in his previous matches! Mid-way through the ramp, he dramatically lowered his hands in time with another ignition of blue pyrotechnics from the stage, taking on a more brisk stride toward the ring with a satisfied expression. Setting aside his glasses & tossing his coat and apron to the floor, Sumi entered the cage, allowing the official to lock the door tight behind them. After his theme fades, he vainly runs a hand through his hair before posing a raised palm towards Gil.
”You’re a madwoman for accepting this proposal...” Before the match, he had half-jokingly suggested the cage idea to Gil, amused by the very thought of the adorable little doe fighting inside four walls of steel. To his surprise, she was more receptive to it than he imagined. He walked around Gil, as though surveying her. “Mad, but beautiful all the same.” Sumi clenched his palm into a fist before motioning to the cage around them. ”You do know what all this means, yes? No disqualification. No falls. And nowhere for you to run.” Sumi shook his head with an incredulous smirk. “It’s been a long time, Gil. I’m glad you could make it.” He speaks to her without his usual satirical tone, dropping the act to appreciate the personal bond they shared.

[Arista]

Watching onto the ramp, even through the steel-cage was enough to get Gil's motor's running! She hadn't seen him since their last match, and even though that had talked since, it was not the same as seeing him in person, and being able to catch-up...! In this case, their catching-up would be a lot of showing each-other what they had learned...! Gil had learned how to pester even more, and her smothers had improved like you wouldn't believe...! Not to mention, Gil had gotten more technically skilled, and while that maybe wasn't noticeable, or even comparable to the least skilled-wrestlers in L.A.W, it would likely be like night-and-day for Hoshi...!

She watched on, Hoshi had given more than an elaborate entrance, he knew how to hype-up the crowd, and with a league that really let you go ham, he wasn't cutting any corners on the theatrics...! Finally, the door to the cage opened once more, before closing and locking behind Hoshi, he looked as though he had gotten stronger, but his weaknesses were still the same, and Gil knew all the right buttons to push...!

Hoshi inspected Gil, bringing a smile to her face! She wasn't entirely used to this character he was playing, but maybe he was playing to the crowd, a new start...! Or maybe Gil missed more than she though, maybe Hoshi had trained just as much as she had, maybe he had grown, and become better and stronger, maybe he was immune to smothers now...! Gil panicked, somewhat zoning out to what Hoshi was saying, but coming back in as he let down the character. "...I'm glad you could make it too." She smiled, brushing down her skirt. "...I hope you are ready to pick things up right where we left-off...!" Her smile became slightly mischievous as she backed into a corner to claim as her own. "...I have a few more tricks up my sleeve now, so this might be fast...!" She quipped, then, the bell rang...!

DING DING.

[2ndBananaSovereign]

He was content to leave her in the dark with regards to his personal development since they last brawled. Was he really any better of a fighter, or was he just the same fool heading in to be smothered silly by LAW’s cuddliest contender for a fourth time? Nothing like the element of surprise. No pinfalls in this match served as another advantage for him, for reasons clear to anyone who might have been in a bout with Gil. Hoshi’s expression lightened at the brunette’s confident riposte. “Hah! As if you’d cut our reunion so short...”

With the bell’s nostalgic ring, Hoshi raised his arms to approach Gil for a lock-up attempt. “I see those slender arms of yours haven’t gotten any thicker. Are the workouts too hard for you, or is it just an image thing?” He prodded with a smirk. Even before it had been apparent that Gil’s strength lied with her lower body, rather than upper. The question was how would she respond— did she accept the challenge, or was this the time for one of her ‘tricks?’

[Arista]

Gil knew Hoshi like the back of her hand... At-least, she thought she did... Things definitely changed since they last met, but how much? Was Hoshi still prone to getting all flustered and weakened by a simple smother? Or was he able to handle that sort of thing now? He seemed, personality-wise, to be the same Hoshi, and maybe he was in the ring too, if not a more improved version, of course...!

Gil smirked, she couldn't help but wonder about all these things, but how would one train in taking a smother without being smothered? Gil had some hands on trained for that herself, but had Hoshi? "...Bleh...!" Gil shook her head, sputtering out loud. "...Sorry, just... It's not nerves or anything like that...!" She smiled, the slightest tinge of pink visible on her cheeks...!

The bell rang and they both got closer, her eyes scanned around the ring, not just looking at Hoshi. "...Oh shush...! I don't need to train my arms, I have something that works for me just fine...!" She turned her gaze back to the man standing in-front of her, then, as Hoshi might have suspected, a trick...! Gil ducked-low, and attempted to wrap her arms around his waist, if she was able to, she would use her leverage with her legs and attempt to bring Hoshi to the mat like this...!

[2ndBananaSovereign]

The amused grin on Hoshi’s visage would remain as it appeared that Gil was distracted by something. She never was the most stoic woman, & it was always fun to watch what vibrant expressions that adorable face could come up with. The answers to the to her internal inquiries lie only through the dandy in front of her. The question of his smother resistance however, was one he’d much prefer not to answer...
He noted the movement of Gil’s eyes as both wrestlers drew near to one another. She didn’t really intend to lock up, did she? His guess was confirmed as she instead lowered her head to get at his waist! In response, Tetsumi would lean in, using Gil’s forward motion to wrap his arms under her waist & lift the goat in an effort to flip her onto his back!

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If executed successfully, he would grip Gil’s arms & back up to clash her body against the cold, steel cage enclosing the ring.

[Arista]

Gil was either as straight forward as they came, or trickier than one might imagine her being, leading to an unintentionally unpredictable girl that could either be the easiest match one could imagine, or the most annoying one, maybe both...!

In this case, Gil would try to be tricky, but ultimately, Hoshi read her like a book, she wasn't all too sneaky, and so it was really rather easy for him to predict exactly what, and when she would do what she did! "...Hey...!" He took her by the waist, and effortlessly flipped her up over his head and locked onto his back in a hold that Gil hadn't yet seen before...! "...What is this...? When did you learn to- oof...!" Gil's body clashed into the cage, pressed tightly against it, her head turned to the side, cheek smooshed against the chain-link...!

"...This isn't cool, I thought you would be a little more gentle than this, you big weeny...!" Gil gave him one of her classic, hard-hitting roasts, something he surely wouldn't recover from anytime soon! "...Put me down...!" She wiggled in the hold, her feet kicking back, but due to her position, she was missing every potential blow...!

[2ndBananaSovereign]

Gil typically held an edge on Hoshi when she could distract him, but at the outset of the match his focus was fully on his opponent. It felt satisfying to surprise his old acquaintance with a counter-attack right from the start! While he may never recover from Gil's sick burn, the advantage was now his. In response to Gil's complaints, the big weenie clicked his tongue in mock pity. “Sweet Gil, if you wanted me to be gentle, you’d have invited me to a pillow fight match.” He cooed. Hoshi would take some steps forward, heedless of his adversary's flailing struggle as he bent down to lift Gil— stretching her in the back-straining gory special hold.

“You're not the only one who's learned a few tricks, you know. Alas, the big downside to this hold is that I can’t watch your cute face as you squirm...” While Tetsumi wasn't quite a sadist, he always liked to say whatever would get a rise out his foes... of which Gil was among the easiest to fluster! Previously he'd ease up on the pressure after hearing the girl's whining, but with this bout being his first impression on LAW, now was no time to grant his friend any quarter— regardless of how helpless she looked. Still, he would grant the goat a courtesy in warning her what was coming next. "If you want out, then I would brace myself for impact, dear. Just try to stay conscious for me, alright?" With that, he would shift his hold from Gil's arms to her legs, dropping into a seated pose to cause her to fall face-first onto the canvas!

[Arista]

"...Oh don't be so patronizing...!" Gil spat, her face pressed and held against the cage. "...And maybe I will, I'm sure you wouldn't have and qualms about coming back to my place...!" Gil was still keeping up her teasing game, it was a game she could play even when put in a tough spot or position...! Whether or not her tactics of embarrassing Hoshi would work or not, she was in dire need to create some offense, because as things stood right now, she was about to get her butt whooped...!

"...I said stop patronizing me...!" Gil squealed, a little more helpless this time, then, her position would start to move, and even with the warning, Gil couldn't, and wouldn't brace herself in-time, busting her face right into the mat, nose first...! "...Ow..." A small whine, sounding like it was fighting back tears spoke up, muffled by the canvas...! "...I'll get you back... For all of that...!" Gil tried to rise-up onto her hands and knees, in no position to initiate, but maybe she was was in position to counter... She kept her eyes on Hoshi, making sure whatever he tried next, wouldn't get the best of her...!

[2ndBananaSovereign]

Although she couldn’t see it from their position, Hoshi’s face briefly turned to a grimace at Gil’s hinting comment on his disposition. For all his smarm, it was true that he would act far less competitively without the cameras & an entire arena leering at their match... nevertheless, by now his foe was in no position to follow up on her jab. Turning around with his typical ingratiating expression, Tetsumi circled the wary goat to approach her from the front. His placement might have allowed him to try something from behind, but it was doubtful someone with Gil's lower body strength would allow him to get away with it now that she was on the back foot.

“You’ll need to be on your feet if you want to ‘get me back.’ How about we start over?” He offered a hand to Gil. Did she trust him to really pull her up, or was this just a ploy for something else?