A mock match: Oscar Orelash and Moria Kilgannon

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Oscar's run during his time in the young lions program had been pretty successful- something the Barbarian Prince wore with pride. That being said- he was still expected to attend study sessions and do mock matches with the other trainees. He was happy to do it, of course! After all, he was always eager to learn and do his part to work with other young lions and lionesses. Today was no different.

In the young lioness/ lions gym there were multiple wrestling rings set about the area with each ring being occupied by two students. It was mock match day, and it was simple: get paired up with a random opponent and duke it out in the ring in the style of a standard match. Oscar stood in his gear and relaxed against a corner post in his designated ring, watching the other students go at it while he waited for his opponent to be selected and sent his way via names drawn out of a hat.

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Moira Kilgannon was on a run when she felt her phone vibrate in her armband.

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She had been training rigorously as a pro wrestler. All the athletics of her background had helped prepare her for LAW, but the Young Lioness program was a different beast entirely. At this point, Moira was ring ready, but it remained to be seen if she was ready for the main roster. Moira needed more training matches under her belt, so she waited eagerly for her next matchup.

The Irishwoman stopped her run and eagerly read her phone. It was management saying a training match was finally available for her, but it would be with a man. Moira enthusiastically replied that she was happy to get in the ring and would face whoever they threw at her. The text told her to be at the gym in a few hours. She ran home, showered, and went to the gym to find her opponent. Upon arrival, she joined up at practice. The women drew names out of a hat and the name of the man they drew would be their opponent. Moira, happy to wrestle anyone, fished for a name. The piece of paper read “Oscar Orelash.” Moira had no idea who that was so she called out for him. “Oscar? Oscar Orelash?”

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Oscar perked up as he heard his name, looking over to the voice. He spotted a young about woman his age dressed in green and bearing an Irish accent. He smiled, feeling like he was going to get quite the challenge from her as he raised his arms and waved them from his ring in order to get her attention.

"That'd be me! Over here!"

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Moira got in the ring and hurried on over to Oscar. ”Oh hai! I’m Moira, The Celtic Hammer!” The Irishwoman preened for the imaginary crowd before awkwardly looking around. ”Oi I need to work on that. Anyways nice to meet you Oscar!” she extended her hand for a handshake (which she intended to grip hard).

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"Celtic Hammer, huh? Cool name! Mine's 'the Barbarian Prince.'"

He chuckled as he gripped the woman's hand for the handshake. Feeling the hard grip coming from her, Oscar would also share his powerful grip, smiling at how strong she was. Yup- this was going to be a good workout. She even seemed friendly enough.

"Nice to meet you too, Moria. I hope you're ready to show me what you got"

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Moira and Oscar enjoyed a hearty handshake. ”Ooooh I love the name! Do you have a sword? Or an axe? Or a hammer? Would totally fit your gimmick! I have all of the above since I’m into HEMA and historical re-enacting. Are you into D…” Moira trailed off when she realized the LAW trainer was giving her a dirty look. Moira had only been in Japan a short time, but knew what it meant when the trainers said to get a move on. ”Oh right, wrestling match. We’ll discuss weaponry and barbarian things afterwards. Don’t think I’ll go easy on ye because we’re friendly. I play by the rules but I do wrestle to win and hold nothing back.” she said hands on her hips. She then adopted a ready stance, inviting Oscar to a grapple.

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Oscar chuckled at Moria's friendly banter before nodding at the trainer, acknowledging the hint to get things done.

"Sounds like a plan to me. I think you'll be fun to chat up. I'm the same way with my matches too. You'll get a hundred and ten percent from me and nothing less"

As the trainer blew a whistle to kick things off, Oscar would take a defensive stance and accept Moria's invitation to grapple- going in for a test of strength!

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One by one, Moira clasped her hands with Oscars’ in the center of the ring. When the two were lined up right, they counted down and were off! Oscar and Moira pressed their chests together and tried to force each other into their respective corner. Oscar was bigger than her, so Moira planted her feet and lowered her center of mass to make it harder for him to move her. She pushed with all her might and tried to gain leverage over his arms.

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A friendly but competitive grin spread on Oscar's face as he grunted out, pushing against Moria as best as he could. The two would be fairly evenly matched.

"Huff... man, you're really strong..."

A knowing smirk formed on his face as he would attempt to break the hold using a trick Tina used on him in his match against her- pulling back on the grapple in the hopes Moria's pushing would lead her to stumble forward. If that worked, he'd raise a booted foot into the air and roll backwards onto his back while pulling the Irishwoman so that his boot would be planted into her stomach and tossing her over his body in a monkey flip! Hopefully sending her crashing onto her back right on the canvas.

"But this Barbarian fights with strength AND brains!"

He'd chuckle at his attempt at friendly banter as he tried to get to his feet.

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Moira has lifted and rolled logs and big rocks before. With a surprising amount of stamina, she kept pushing, hoping that eventually he’d run out of gas. Just when she felt him give, she realized too late it was a trap. She couldn’t control herself and stumbled forward onto his boot and was flung over. She landed on her back and let out a cry of pain. ”Oi! A barbarian who didn’t make INT a dump stat? Color me impressed.” Moira got up and readied herself for another grapple. This time she would try to slip under him and go behind him. If successful, she would wrap her arms around his torso to get him in a waist lock.