Kagura Rine vs Angelina Tarrant - Locking Horns

[Monsy]

Girl really fuckin ATE that kick huh? Down she went, flat for Angelina to take a seat where she liked. This girl was her castle, and she picked the throne. And with one leg held in the air, she kept it true. One. Two -- Kagura thrashed, with Angelina hunching over and spreading her legs to lower her weight. She’s a feather to be tugged, jostled with every flinch and struggle from the mighty Kagura. One good effort would send her hurling around the ring. Yet that answer didn’t come quick enough.

“THREE!”

The bell sung. Angelina’s grin lit up like a struck fuse, tumbling off Kagura’s face and down onto her back, looking to the ceiling and its basking lights. Her name came over the commentary and now something titanic started sinking in. She really had a muscle chick to her name. For a day. Angelina turned herself about to face Kagura’s head, where she flopped beside them, propping up by an elbow. It’s about all she wanted to muster, sore, sweaty and feeling her muscles turn to wood.

“Heeey, yo. Mind if I get a lift and carry out of here?”

[Ghost]

It were a mere three seconds, yet every second felt like an eternity thanks to Angelina sitting on her face like this, holding Kagura's leg up and making sure Kagura could not move away in time. The pin was solidified and so was Angelina's victory over her when she rolled off her the moment the bell went off. Kagura's lips opened and she took in huge gulps of air while Angelina laid besides her and faced Kagura.

Kagura needed some time to cool down, to let her lungs be graced with the air she so desperately needed. After calming down and realizing she had lost the match, Kagura would bringing a hand up to rub her face, slowly turning her head to the side to look over at Angelina. Kagura was still quite sweaty and sore herself, not to mention her head still throbbing in pain.

"Ugh.. Fine.. Just this once."

Kagura would reply, pushing her hands down upon the canvas to slowly lift herself up to sit.

[Monsy]

Haha…
Even now, girl still had a super scary factor about her. Through and through, an almost lethal creep when she met her eyes. Luckily, things were mellow. Kagura seemed to be docile, sitting up rather than shooting a fist. Better yet, she got a yes on that request. Her smile bloomed like a puppy, slowly pushing up after Kagura. Angelina ended up sitting upright, legs spread, slouching with her hands resting between her legs. “Sweet.”

Putting a hand down, she turned and leaned on it, getting over to all fours before rising to one knee. Both hands were on it. The limb wobbled. “Say ya treat me like a Queen, and we make the next twenty-four hours a helluva’ smooth time. K?” A small open hand extended itself to Kagura to take. A sign of truce as they both got up. One tug and Angelina would crumble back onto her face, anyway. Better to make friends than get her angry.

[Ghost]

Kagura squinted, a clear sign that she was definitely considering backbreaking Angelina if she gets too smug about winning and that she was going to get carried. Finally, Kagura would push herself up onto her feet, grabbing onto Angelina's hands so she could start pulling and dragging the girl towards the ropes, being somewhat careful not to hurt Angelina on the way there.

Kagura would then step out of the ring, dropping down onto her feet to gain a solid foundation before she would bring her arms underneath Angelina's knees and the back of her neck. Kagura then pulled Angelina underneath the ropes and then up into her arms properly for a bridal carry.

"Yeah yeah, enjoy it while it lasts, your highness."

Kagura mused before she would slowly turn to head towards the backstage, with Angelina in her arms.

"Cause I'll kick your ass when it's all over."


Angelina wins via pinfall.