Gisele LeBlanc vs. Renae Reinhardt - Apex Qualifier - 2/3 Falls

[Dubski]

After a thunderous Flex Plex, Gisele LeBlanc had planted Renae Reinhardt directly into the mat. As the blonde expected, it was more than enough to keep Reinhardt down for the count. She rolled her over almost instantly and sat onto her chest, keeping one leg hooked and placing her free hand under her chin as she flashed the camera a bright smile. And then the pinfall was counted as she tossed down Renae's leg and stayed atop her for a moment, flexing both of her muscles to the cheering crowd. "Sorry, Radish..." remarked Gisele as she got up off of Renae. "But at least we can move onto the next part!" said the Powderbuff with more hope in her voice.

She went to help up Renae, but the referee got in the way and urged her to step back. Holding up her arms, not actually wanting to do anything malicious to Reinhardt, she walked backwards away from the girl. "I'll be ready when you are!" said Gisele, opting to step away to entertain the crowd, doing a tour of the rope and posing and giving flirtatious little blown kisses in their direction. She wasn't sure how much time Renae might need to recover before the next round, but the French-Canadian fitness queen figured she could at least give the audience a little bit of a show while she waited.

[Monsy]

Ding… Dong… Dong… Ding.
The bells really flipped and danced after being planted. Sat on, leg reaching for the air. Renae held her breath tight, then out softly. She felt drunk and hungover at the same time. Her eyes opened afterward, but she felt a titanic urge to close them again, looking up at the lights which blinded her. “Oww.” A shoulder peeled itself off the mat and she turned to her hip, blinking. One hand went over her face, pulled down on the bottom of her eyes to keep them open, groaning before coming to her knees. She sat on her legs, dead-faced, burying her face into her palms and trying to shake herself up, whack the cobwebs with scimitars and get back in her lane. After all. It’s only the second lap.

She put down her foot, piled hands on her knee and pushed up. It was a wobbly start, stepping over herself and nearly tripping. But she got it. And when she did, she massaged her temples, worked up a smile and ruffled her own hair, taking deep breaths in her corner. Two alternating slaps to her cheeks and she worked herself up, “Oookay, Gisele!” Renae turned around to look at the Powderbuff, slipping off her suspenders.

“I'm ready as ever!”

[Dubski]

Gisele LeBlanc wasn't sure what Renae was up to behind her as she kept playing to the crowd, flirting away with them with her strong muscles and chiseled, sexy physique. She hoped that Reinhardt was at least getting it together a bit. Even if she didn't, it was bound to be more of an enjoyable fall than the previous one where Renae just kept eating mat. Surprisingly, Gisele heard Renae call out to her and then turned to face her, flashing a smile at her beleaguered opponent. "Oh, good!" answered Gisele, ready to get started again.

"Let's hope you can handle this fall a little bit better then, Radish!" said LeBlanc, this time striking a seductive pose for Renae. She leaned over, letting her get an eye of her generous cleavage. Her hand running up her very toned thigh while she winked at Reinhardt. "So let's see what you've got..." challenged LeBlanc, getting back into a grappler's pose as she raised her eyebrows expectantly. She was curious to see how Renae might approach this now.

[Monsy]

enae is held together by duct tape. Her consciousness was still cloudy from the hit on her face. Bumps and bangs were not a style she’s readily used to, but that part has passed. Thankfully. Come around to the next round, with Gisele ready to go, striking a delicious pose that all but got Renae licking her lips. Seeing her strike that grappler pose, Renae put her hands behind her back, dug up the most innocent smile she could muster and skipped once, then twice and a hop to come centre-ring. “Oh, you will see everything from me now, Gisele.”

She didn’t have the bust to match their flaunting. Nor the strength to come at them. The only thing she had at this point was a wee bit of stupid and a wee bit of phantom luck. She raised her hand out to Gisele, hoping to get her interest for a possible tie-up. This girl LOVED her muscles. So, she hoped to get her buy in. And when they got one set of palms touching, Renae went low, trying to shoot her shoulder into their stomach and push them back towards the corner!

[Dubski]

Gisele LeBlanc beamed happily at Renae, shrugging. "Oh, I should hope to after all the effort I put in..." replied the French-Canadian before licking her lips and raising her eyebrows in her opponent's direction. She would slowly walk towards Reinhardt as she sauntered to the center of the ring, prompting Gisele to do the same. The Powderbuff would then raise her hands in a test of strength, palms touching.

And then suddenly, she was caught off-guard by Renae, feeling the redhead shoot into her midsection and drive her towards the corner! Despite having all of those muscles, LeBlanc was still a lightweight, and Reinhardt was able to push her into the corner, where she hit with a loud grunt, sinking over top of Renae as she held her midsection in pain, wincing and sucking in a deep breath. It seemed like Renae Reinhardt was off to a far better start in this fall than the previous one.

[Monsy]

One good push got where they were going.
It almost caught herself off guard, and she wanted to shout, ‘Hey, I got it!’ -- but settled to consolidate. She rested her weight, put herself on Gisele with a lean, body-to-body and her chest mushroomed into Gisele’s as a leg threaded between theirs. “How was that? Did I do good, Gisele?”

Because it wasn’t stopping here! Renae took one pace back, gripping Gisele’s forearm and doing a grand ol yank to hopefully send the Powderbuff running to the opposite corner. One foot raced ahead of another with Renae sprinting in pursuit, taking strides closer and closer until she took a leap -- hoping to corner splash Gisele into a stunned pancake!

[Dubski]

It was a better start for Renae in this fall, certainly. Gisele was driven right back into the turnbuckle, doubling over as she held her midsection in pain. However, her redhead opponent wasn't ready to give her that much time to recover, already grabbing hold of her arm to whip her over to the opposite end of the ring! Her back hit another turnbuckle as she gasped out in pain, back arching in recoil as she sucked in a deep breath, peeking one eye open to see her foe coming right at her with quick speed. LeBlanc had to act fast.

As Reinhardt leaped into the air, she found her mark, landing roughly against the Powderbuff. However, Gisele had managed to catch her, keeping her arms around her as she grit her teeth. That had hurt, and although LeBlanc had managed to blunt the full impact, this was a bit of a challenge for her, as she kept Renae in the air, her firm body pressed against Reinhardt's. "Pretty good," Gisele managed to squeak out in response. "Et moi?" asked Gisele before gasping in exertion.

Gisele would attempt to spin with Renae held up in their embrace and then attempt to heave her up and over with an Overhead Belly-To-Belly Suplex to send both of them to the mat. It would be an impressive show of strength if Gisele could pull it off, but she would definitely need a chance to recover after it.

[Monsy]

This was GREAT. Momentum, speed and all things lovely were swinging her way. She finally got to do something, and feel the rush of competition surge through her veins, into her feet that jumped and crashed into the great Gisele. It’s only after the catch did she realize.

“Crap…” Renae was caught.
Worse yet, she struggled and put her hands onto Gisele’s elbows, pushing, kicking, then stretching for extra give. Her wind was shorter, but she could breathe fine. It’s the kind of thing where she worked herself up more than the hold. Then, with what seemed unthinkable from this kind of grip, Renae went head over heels. She smashed the canvas. Her limbs knocked out, spread eagle and the spirals started spinning in her ears, coughing out spittle as she arched her back up to get some respite. “O-Owwwwieeeee..” The wind had torn a fat hole in her sails.

[Dubski]

With impressive straight and power, Gisele LeBlanc continued to shock and awe as she threw Renae Reinhardt over her head in an Overhead Belly-To-Belly Suplex. Gisele landed on her back too, instantly rising back up off the mat enough to wince, holding her chest. It wasn't without taking some pain on her end too, but she was certain she left her redhead opponent in more pain than she was in right now. The Powderbuff would take her time as she waited, not wanting to rise immediately while she could catch her breath. "I didn't think I'd be able to pull that off," Gisele remarked, laughing before sucking in another deep breath. She would then start to crawl towards Renae.

"But... I thought it would look really cool if I did, so I made it happen," added the French-Canadian before grabbing hold of her opponent. She would then start muscling Renae back to her feet, giving her a wink. Then, after another deep breath, she would grab Reinhardt and attempt to raise her up high in Gorilla Press, looking to show off even more strength by holding her opponent high in the air! She had more left in the tank, and she wanted to be able to show it all off while she had Renae winded!

[Monsy]

That was some ker-splat. Renae, mostly from being a little worn out from all the slams and the prior Flex-Plex, didn’t have much to really arch and spare her back, getting it re-aligned after it was shaken. Instead she lulled. It felt nice, warm -- and cool at the same time as her sweat wet the canvas. “Maybe I should’ve had… A heavier supper.” Replied Renae, passively and between longer breaths. And just as she worked herself to stand, she was grabbed, pulled up and thrust overhead. “H-Hahhh??” Not the high things again.

“Eeekkk! Down! Down!” Renae mustered, having nothing but slow kicks and hands on Giselle’s collar. If anything, it would be better to struggle out of this and fall awkwardly then to take whatever things came from this. The crowd loved it, though. A cheer that steadily rose when she was grabbed became a pop once it was executed. The look on Renae’s twisting face was all they needed to watch and react in awe.