Wild Lotus: Nora Valkyrie vs Lie Ren Zhāng

[Tiamat]

Depending on who you ask Ren is either really lucky or really unlucky. With the way he was starting the match with Nora, anyone else going up against Ren would’ve taken it to heart and start head hunting. People were halfway on this match so far, half of the people expected Nora to just get ragdolled the whole match. The other half was waiting for Nora to explode on Ren with all her pent up anger. Nah Nora wasn’t going with either option. Instead she was going to get her revenge her way. All it took was for Ren to do Nora a favor and make it easier to carry him. Keeping the man in the air was easy enough for Nora, but surely everyone and Ren weren’t expecting to be thrown out the ring, Ren even screaming out that this isn’t what he calculated. Now if you look at Nora, it is kinda easy to tell what her style is. Ren probably figured it out upon first glance. So when Nora went to the top rope of all places all bets were off. Seeing Nora fly was not something people expected to see, but the flashes of the camera. They caught a once in a lifetime moment.

Landing right on Ren, his body thankfully added a good cushion for Nora. Not that Ren took all the damage from a move like that. Still from way high up on the top rope, towards the outside of the ring. That for sure did big damage to Ren. Shown by Ren jerking upwards, but going back down lifeless. Nora would push off of Ren violently and pop off for the audience YEAHH!!! THAT WAS AWESOME!!! Nora screamed as she raised her arm. Getting a wave of applause and cheers from the crowd. Nora was showing off that she was unpredictable, doing whatever the hell she wanted. Even if it was out of her wheelhouse. This was still a wrestling match and Nora had to turn her attention back to Ren.

Going back down on Ren, Nora bent down to grab Ren’s hair and forcibly bring the man up. Now he was on his knees, but the way Ren was, if Nora let go Ren was just going to fall back down. So Nora being Nora, held Ren tightly against her sculpted abs. Reeeennnn come onnnn, I can’t be doing all of the work. Nora said as she looked down at Ren like a mother would to a child. This was one of the rare times Nora was actually taller than someone. It’s something she thought about for a quick moment. Still it looks like Ren wasn’t going to be helping Nora with what comes, not that she needed the help. Well okay, I can do this part on my own I guessss Nora said as she shrugged. Nora stood Ren’s nearly lifeless body up and propped him up against the ring apron. Just enough that he’d be standing and not falling over albeit still slumped.

Okay Ren time to wake up! Nora would say as she grabbed onto Ren’s shoulders and brought him in close kneeing him in the stomach. Regardless of his response, Nora would push the man off of her. Okay how’d you do that thing in the beginning again? Nora said as she leaned in and used her hips to generate more momentum. Delivering hook after hook towards Ren’s defenseless face. Nora would finish things off with a massive wide hook that Nora throws her entire body for aimed at Ren’s chin.

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Numerical variables and complex equations were all being thoroughly analyzed within Ren's studious mind in a vain attempt at ascertaining just where he had miscalculated. All leading to a downward spiral of misfortunes that paralleled rather effectively with the literal downward plummet that the handsome intellectual endured at the hands of Nora's hyperactive whims. Mysteries abounded as to where his air-headed adversary was summoning forth all of these abundant energy reserves, not to mention somehow possessing the stamina levels to endure his Hyakurenko: Hundred Chained Hooks striking technique and still somehow possess the cognitive faculties to wrestle back control of the match so swiftly. The Scholastic Striker knows for an absolute certainty that his accuracy was flawless all throughout his offensive surge, one that any other competitor would have been practically enfeebled against afterwards.

...perhaps he was merely thinking too much about this. Even he could come to accept that his overly analytical methods can become more to his detriment than anything else, especially when in the contentious throes of heated combat. Luckily, or rather unluckily for him, this issue would solve itself once the valkyrie descended from the Heaven's with a tumultuous splash across the rattled academic's spread-eagled frame. The time for reflective analysis having apparently culminated long since before he realized with nothing to show for it except a squashed midsection, wind taken from his sails, and a celebratory adversary garnering a massive pop from the surrounding audience. The pancaked intellectual sharing in none of those cheers and instead stewed with a wheezed cough beneath the now apparently high-flying valkyrie until hauled up to his knees by Nora's hair clenching beckon. Unknowingly situated to be cuddled up against Nora's chiseled abdomen and yet expected to uphold his end of a conversation.

"..." Ren's muted mutterings muffled out against the chiseled six pack and it's granite muscled warmth. The martial artist perhaps capable of indeed answering back were it not for Nora, in all likelihood, unknowingly making her adversary unable to speak back in the first place. Ren's panting facials allowed a grateful reprieve once situated against the ring apron behind him, adapting a slackened posture that hiked up into a slouch once Nora's knee sunk into his abdomen. What followed next being a savage volley of close-fisted haymakers mashed into the sides of the academic's facials with the rest of him rapidly swaying left and right in unison with whatever direction the strikes were taking him. Mushed ripples distorting his cheeks until being sent twirling around on his feet by the final whopper, still standing but on spaghetti legs and clearly using the ring as a solidified structure to keep himself on something resembling a vertical basis. Back shown to Nora as he pawed at the bottom rope in a rattled daze.

[Tiamat]

When it comes to Nora, it’s basically impossible to try and figure her out. People who have been with her the longest gave up on trying and just deal with her as is. So when it comes to someone as analytical as Ren. It was going to be hell trying to figure out Nora of all people. Sure maybe he could figure out anyone else, but maybe Nora is his best counter. It wasn’t that long ago when Ren was just treating Nora as a living punching bag. Now Nora was in a position to do worse to Ren. How was that even possible? The simple answer would simply be, its because its Nora.

Beauty is a subjective thing, its different for everyone. Yet Nora was outside of this norm. Her muscular physique would do well to showcase her body. Yet it was her personality that was a cherry on top that most people have never witnessed before. So when Ren was cuddled up against Nora’s abs, some people would be lying if they said they weren’t jealous. Not that Nora could explain to you why that was the case. Back to the fight at hand, Nora was never the fighting prodigy that other wrestlers were. Still Nora could tell whether or not a move is hitting its mark. The knee to Ren’s was just a set up for what was to come. Nora could feel that each of her punches were landing their mark. With Ren’s face being blasted side to side violently, the visual was reminiscint of a boxing match. Where Ren’s face was being distorted with every punch. It would be a miracle if Nora didn’t break or fracture anything. Still her novice attempt to copy Ren would go far. Leaving the man barely standing on his feet, worst of all for him, his back being shown to Nora.

Huh, I don’t think I did what you did before right… Nora said disappointed with a hand on her chin. If anything Nora was more disappointed with her failed replicated attempt over the actual result. Oh well, nothing I can do about it now. Nora said with a sigh as she expressed herself. Looking over at Ren and seeing the man trying to get away from her. Nora’s eyes would widen somewhat. It was child’s play to catch Ren in his state. Nora would latch onto Ren’s body making sure he couldn’t escape any further. Pressing the front part of her body into his back. You aren’t getting away from me… Nora whispered to her opponents ear. Afterwards lifting the man up effortlessly into firstly an atomic drop! Once again being a precursor for Nora just to wake Ren up as before. Following this Nora would bend her back backwards, bringing Ren with her as she would spike his body onto the ground with a German Suplex to end all suplexes!

[killcarrion]

Littered around Lie-Ren's humble abode as a child were numerous puzzle boxes of all shapes and sizes, each one solved within record time and therefore discarded soon afterward. Few in number though they were, it was the most challenging and mentally stimulating ones that ended up being Ren's cherished favorites growing up. Strange as it may appear for Ren to regard Japanese Yosegi puzzle boxes with the same nostalgic childhood reverence others would reserve for their stuffed animals and dilapidated blankets. Lie-Ren adapting this mindset when it comes to understanding other people as well. Ascertaining their wants and desires, psychological profiles, phobias and individualistic quirks...all merely pieces of an elaborate jigsaw puzzle that when completed presents a finalized portrait that he can utilize whenever he sees fit to manipulate or pull their strings in his favor.

The Scholastic Striker apparently missing several key pieces when it comes to piecing together the scattered remnants of this bizarre woman's motivations and psyche. One would think mercilessly pummeling Nora earlier on in the match would have embittered that exuberant spirit of hers and muddled her optimistic demeanor. Instead Lie-Ren finds himself confronted with a noticeably overjoyed valkyrie taking the savage fight right back at him with concussive haymakers aiming to mimic his own. A paltry imitation at best, he deemed. Considering the finesse and precision behind his own practiced strikes was nowhere to be seen and instead replaced with Nora's more befitting brand of reckless abandon and feral ferocity. A critiquing judgment that Ren obviously was in no place to impart to Nora considering he was in a veritable world of hurt after being her intellectual punching bag just now.

"...Hgh...PleasE stOp tRyinG to wAke mE up..." Ren maligned as he remained draped up against the ring apron with flaccid instability to his legs and warbled thoughts, grimacing through wincing eyes as he snagged his hands onto the bottom rope for a much needed support structure. The brutal strength behind her massive slugs nevertheless succeeding in pounding the ever-loving daylights out of the wild-haired academic. The metallic taste in his mouth affirming that at some point throughout her striking barrage the rampaging valkyrie did draw blood, but his troubles only continued once the foreboding sensation of Nora embracing him from behind aroused his attention. As did him being hauled into the air for an atomic drop onto his tailbone that made Lie-Ren go stiffly rigid on her presented knee before being dunked onto his head and shoulders, legs angled over himself until allowed to slump onto the floor.

[Tiamat]

Give Nora a puzzle of any kind and she’d solve it by giving it back to you in several pieces. It was certainly a way to solve puzzles. Except Nora would apply that to her day to day life, with varying degrees of success. That even came to matches, where its a puzzle between two wrestlers. Trying to figure out each others moves and tactics, while also moving to solve the match. Case and point with Ren, anyone else against Ren would try to figure out and plan their moves against him. Nora on the other hand? So far everything has been reflex and off the top of her head. This sort of lack of planning made it hard for someone like Ren to plan against Nora. How do you plan against someone who doesn’t plan themselves? Making matters worse, Nora made the match in her favor. Muddying the skill that Ren may be using. Instead favoring for a more violent and feral type of match. No one in their right mind would think that Nora would dive from the top rope. Yet here Ren and Nora were battling it out outside of the ring.

The worse case for Ren was that Nora assumed his durability was on her psychotic level. Even imitating her opponent, while no where near as precise and technical. Nora compensated for the sheer power that was blowing Ren’s head side to side violently. Nora’s childlike disappointment in being unable to recreate Ren’s previous move on her, betrayed what she had just done to him. At this point Nora was almost playing her part as a villain in a slasher movie. With Ren doing his best to try and escape Nora. Some people in the audience even wanted Ren to escape considering what just happened. Though the whispers Nora had for Ren was something that would leave the audience guessing.

Move after move, Nora looked towards the audience as the people were cheering madly for her. At least that is what she thought. Nora would notice her good friend Pyrrha in the audience and go wave at her. OH HI PYRRHA! Nora said as she waved with her whole body, though there was something wrong with Pyrrha. She was making weird hand signs something along the lines of 2/3? Suddenly a light bulb would light up in Nora’s head. She completely forgot about the match type. Nora needed to get 2 falls to win and she didn’t even have 1 yet. That needed to change, so like Jason Vorhes going for his next kill Nora went over to Ren looking for her first point in this match. Rennn~ I’m so clumsy, I forgot what kinda match this is Nora said innocently as she latched onto Ren’s legs, Nora would move her arms so that she’d be holding Ren up by his legs. Whilst keeping his legs tied up. Now what came was the dangerous part, Nora would lean back and let Ren move with all of this newly added momentum and face plant onto the concrete floor! Not only that Nora followed through the slam and would even end up atop of Ren’s back delivering the Nora Buster!

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[killcarrion]

The tempo of the match continued its irksome downward trajectory at speeds Ren was continuing to have trouble keeping up with. Aiding to his disoriented state even moreso was the manner with which the martial artist was being manhandled by the blue-eyed airhead's haymakers that lacked finesse in favor of raw and unfiltered savagery. Compounded by Nora seeing fit to suplex him about with startling ease and suffice to say that Ren was left a supine shadow of his normally conceited self. Lifeless with swirling confusion obfuscating his thoughts and struggling to reconcile with the fact he may have lost too much momentum to recover from so thorough a thrashing from the valkyrie. Words failed to express how bitter this conclusion tasted upon his tongue, and he figured words would also fail to penetrate Nora's thick skull should she even care to hear them. Therefore talking himself out of this predicament seemed a fool's venture, and physically he was in no shape to mount a counter offensive given how fatigued he was at this point in the match. At least not without a comical blunder on Nora's part. Which, while entirely plausible, were still not favorable odds for the weary scholar.

Spreadeagled in a battered and potentially concussed daze, Ren glanced upward through half-lidded eyes to notice the jubilant Nora taking in the audience's adoration...alongside apparently taking in coaching advice from one individual in particular. Whomever it was offering sorely needed direction to an person whose mind seemed overly kinetic and joyously spastic, similar to a frenetic child having consumed far too many sugar-riddled treats against the parent's wishes. Ren wishing that individual in the audience would have distracted Nora further for the sake of him desperately needing the respite but the martial artists woes continued onward with his adversary hooking his legs together and raising him off the floor. "What in the name of...HUOOPH!!!" Ren snarling bitterly from being left to hang upside-down before the world became even more discombobulating with a flapjack slam that took the wind of his sails, now writhing from the scorpion deathlock submission straining his leg muscles with the smooth curvature of Nora's backside swelled against his angled spine. Little time was spent debating his position as Ren succinctly tapped out only several seconds into the submission.

Nora 1 - Ren 0

[Tiamat]

Matches have their ups and downs for both wrestlers. Hell to start this match, Nora was demoted to Ren’s punching bag. Nearly giving the woman if she didn’t have them already, several concussions. It was hard to tell with someone like Nora in all honesty. Though in reality it wasn’t as though it was zero damage. It was present, Ren just needed to beat on Nora’s armor more before the damage makes a major impact. That being said though, ever since the opening. Nora has been up from that moment, they swapped roles of punching bags. All from Nora taking the life ending risk of a moonsault off the turnbuckle onto Ren and the concrete floor. From there, it was hard to say what was happening to Ren without using the word brutal. Nora treated the man as if she was fighting in the street or some alley. Not pulling her punches and even performing moves endangering Ren’s health. Despite the current nature of the match. The audience was eating all of it up. Don’t say LAW fans are wanting for violence.

Be it good or bad for Ren. Nora was given some direction to end this brutalizing stint. Although Ren could’ve been pinned easily as he currently was. Nora wasn’t having it, plus to Nora it was more fun this way. Wrapping the mans legs in a dangerous way, Nora doubled down and flapjack slammed Ren on the concrete and kept the hold for one of her finisher moves! Nora is a sweetheart really, but she wouldn’t bat and eye to breaking something on Ren. Though she would have liked to get more of a photo shoot from the hold. Ren quickly tapped out and Nora not understanding the concept of malice. Released the man and went on to cheer as if she had won a championship belt.
WHOO, WASN’T THAT AWESOME GUYS!!! Nora screamed as she rallied the people once again. Making this nearly a secret talent of hers. The audience would respond to Nora’s infectious energy and shake the arena with their cheers. LETS GIVE IT UP TO THIS CUTIE REN. HE MIGHT NEED TO TAKE FIVE THOUGH Nora let out, allowing Ren the time to recover somewhat and reset their match state. Despite Nora have one point on the board.

[killcarrion]

Although a more valiant individual with a hero's gallantry may have attempted to persevere onward in the vain hopes of attaining freedom, Ren knew better than to hedge his physical well-being on an obviously improbable scenario. The Scholastic Striker preferring to cast himself more in line with calculating villains rather than stalwart idealists who'd take up arms and charge onward against impossible odds. Ren's prudence dictated that he merely accept his spine torqued fate sooner rather than later considering that there was still plenty of match left to wrestle and risking a debilitating injury going into the rest of the night was a foolish prospect. Shameful though it was to plead submission against this hyperactive lunatic subduing him as if it were child's play. By now Ren at least ascertained that whoever was the one coaching Nora from the sidelines was the one who instructed her to capitalize on his vulnerable state rather than continuing the assault. The martial artist unsure of whether he should be thankful or not towards whomever directed Nora into taking the lead.

Regardless, Ren thanked the merciful Heavens for Nora immediately releasing the submission rather than ride out her victorious moment on his spine's expense. Soothing his lower lumbar as he flopped like a fish down onto the floor, Ren started making lethargic headway in soldiering upward by yanking on the adjacent ring apron. Coping with not only his battered and fatigued state but the disorientation of being flapjacked overhead like that. Those within the audience rallying behind Nora's exuberant charm and charisma "WOOO!!!YEAH!!!NORA,NORA,NORA!!!" were decidedly less enthusiastic to offer the same warmth and adulation towards her uptight adversary when requested to by the Valkyrie "BOOOOO!!!YOU SUCK!!!GET A HAIRCUT!!!" in a hilarious backfire on her part. Who'd by now started tucking and rolling himself back inside the ring in grimacing discontent for this entire loathsome situation, at first buckling under his legs before eventually rising back up to his feet. Straightening out his hunched posture in a sour mood as he waited for the match to be reset...

[Tiamat]

Nora was hardly one to follow a crowd. Hell if anything Nora is the one that makes the crowds, be it for better or worse. So her attempt to give Ren som encouragement through the audience was a spectacular failure. The people were near instant in their way to show how much they disliked Ren. It was like Nora was the only one who cared for the man even a little bit. Taking in a deep sigh, Nora was having her own mental conundrum. (So how do I bring Ren up? I am gonna have to hit him hard. But maybe he isn’t too mad…OH MAYBE HE’S ONE OF THOSE NEVER SAY DIE KINDA GUYS. At least that way he won’t be too mad at a lost.) Nora thought to herself, pacing back and forth as Ren limped his way back into the ring. Nora was especially nice enough to let Ren into the ring at all. Anyone else would have kept beating on Ren till he was a bloody mess. With the state he was even, just pin him or make him tap again.

Nah, Nora wanted a fun match and she was going to get one. Hopefully. Now that Ren was in the ring, the match would finally be reset between the two. Though Nora is someone that her actions could easily be mistaken. She would let the man recover as much as he could. So Nora played a bit, throwing some novice shadow boxing. But they were a bit to serious with the power behind them to be shadowboxing. So playing with Ren, Nora would go into some movie kung fu stance. Before leaping up a few steps and suddenly lunging at the man. Just as Nora met the man once again, she looked as if she was going for a nasty overhead punch.

Just stopping short of giving Ren of concussion she would just tap him on the head like a child. Hellooooo, Earth to Ren….You there? I wanna get going again Nora said as she pouted.

[killcarrion]

Given that Ren could not be bothered to spare one idle concern for whatever the mindless dregs of society thought of him, their vociferous condemnation of the martial artist washed off his back akin to crystal clear river water whenever he mediated beneath a waterfall. However, what did begin irking him was Nora's jubilant celebration from having caused the skilled warrior to capitulate a submission in the first place. All to a peppy and presumably sugar-addled cheerleader of a woman. His egotistic pride taking significant damage all on its own as Ren was still inwardly struggling to swallow that bitter yet nevertheless truthful pill...but one he acknowledged was medicine he needed to take if he hoped to scratch and claw his way out of the hole he remained in until he could score a pinfall or vengefully cathartic submission on the Valkyrie. Several seconds taken to regain his composure with the referee officially signaling the start of the second round.

"Hrm..." Ren offered a deadpan glare towards Nora's playful display of woefully inept shadow boxing and Kung-Fu posing, all similar to a child's spastic antics and garnering scattered cheers from her fanbase at Nora appearing to have fun toying with the fatigued academic. Ren standing upright though as the adulation ceased on a dime once the Valkyrie's overhead punch was caught by her foe snatching her wrist in mid-air. Afterward angling Nora's captured up and behind her until her elbow was pointing to the ceiling as if she were modeling a swimsuit, with Ren's handsome facials merely a whisked breath away from Nora's. His free hand gently cupping her chin with a smooth caress of his thumb against her bottom lip. "Perhaps...I've underestimated you, Wild-Eyed Warrior. It may be worth getting to know one another. Tell me...what is it exactly that takes your breath away?" Whatever answer Nora produced wouldn't amount to much considering that mid-response Ren would rear back and indent a ferocious iron palm strike from his flattened hand into her breadbasket. Releasing her captured arm in the process.