Debut Casket Match! (Alexia vs Ciel)

[TheManVan]

Alexia flailed on the floor before she was plucked off of the mat, her dual colored hair being grasped on by Ciel. Groaning out as she was forced up, her head being pulled back and slammed down onto the casket's door. Her head snapped back, her eyes looking a little glossy as she fell onto her knees.

She moved her hands about, grasping on the stand of the casket as she heard the officials opening up the heavy door. "Ha...! Forget that....I rather go out...like....a long winded fire...burning as long as I can!" Alexia gasped out before she reached out to grab the bottom of Ciel's one piece, gripping on the skin tight fabric.

[Person]

Grabbing her opponent head, Ciel would slam it right into the casket. The attack seemed to stun her but not take her out completely as Alexia managed to grab a bit of clothing and the other holding one of the stands. “A fire that burns too long ends up consuming itself! Besides a fire is easy to avoid, an explosion is not!” stated the blue hair wrestler in response to Alexia comment.

If there was one good thing the French wrestler could say about her American opponent, it was that she could take a beating. Yet it would take more than just tenacity to win this match. Though with enough force, any opponent could be defeated and Ciel was going to prove that against Alexia, right here and right now in this match.

She would attempt to grab her opponent by the head, attempting to place it under her armpit, sitting up her finisher, Iron Plate, also known as a DDT. If she got her opponent under her armpit, she would then place it in a headlock before then jumping in the air and trying to fall back, attempting to slam Alexia head right into the barely padded ground.

[TheManVan]

Alexia groaned out as she was pulled up, Ciel having caught her head with her arm and held it tight. She could feel it in her body that Ciel was planning something big, feeling her leap off of the floor as Alexia's hands held the blue haired woman's waist as she went airborne. Despite not caring about the complicated manner of physics, Alexia knew that with all the momentum that Ciel would get coming back down, her head was not going to have a great landing.

Instincts pushed her forward, wrapping her arms around the hips to pull Ciel against her body as she planted her feet into the ground and crouched down. Looking to counteract Ciel's weight and momentum and if successful, Alexia would shoot up with Ciel in her arms as her eyes locked on the corner post, racing forward to try and sandwich Ciel against it!

[Person]

Ciel managed to get her opponent under her armpit before placing her in a headlock. She would jump in the air, getting ready to crash her opponent down on the ground. Yet to her surprise, her opponent grab her hips. “WHAT?!?” yelled Ciel in surprise voice as her opponent countered her finisher.

“GAH!” yelled the French wrestler as her back hit the turnbuckle. She would now gasp for air as she let go of her opponent head. Her body was now hurting from the single attack.

[TheManVan]

Alexia caught her blue haired opponent by surprise, catching and stopping her finisher move by tightly hugging Ciel against her and kept her from reaching the ground. "Hahahaha! Think you can beat me that easily!?" she screamed out as she raced into the corner post as the loud smack of flesh on steel rang out. Pressing into Ciel, keeping her pinned against the post and still keeping her off of the floor, Alexia smiled out as she tightened her arms. "Ever wanted to go on a ride?" she panted out, body racing on adrenaline to keep her body from collapsing on her.

Alexia would twist around, looking to swing Ciel back first again and this time into the ring apron as she would finally let go of Ciel if it hit. Her arms would grab on to the apron, keeping Ciel sandwiched against her shoulder to catch her breath. "Ha...ha....hot ride wasn't it? Let's get burned up more..." she gasped out, hooking both of her arms around Ciel's legs to try and lift her up on to the apron, before pushing her underneath the ropes to get the action back into the ring.

[Person]

Being hit on the turnbuckle really took the wind out of the Ciel, the words that her opponent made was salt added to the injury but the worse part was that she had been so close to winning. If she had managed to hit her opponent with her finisher the match would have been over. Yet it seemed that was not to be.

Alexia would keep Ciel pinned up against the metal turnbuckle before then asking if she wanted to go for a ride. The blue hair wrestler wouldn't even bother responding, it's not like her opponent was going to listen. She would then be swung right into the ring apron. “Ahh!” yelled the French wrestler as hitting the canvas from that angle was pretty painful and took the wind out of her. To make matter worse, her opponent kept her shoulder on her, sandwiching her and not letting the oxygen return to her lungs while still mocking her.

Ciel was then thrown back into the ring. Here she would take a moment to catch her breath, trying to get some oxygen back into her lungs so she could quickly turn things around. After a second she would attempt to push herself back up to her knees and arms before then trying to get on her feet.

[TheManVan]

Alexia pushed Ciel into the ring as the officials closed the casket, since neither one of them was attempting to throw the other in. Grabbing the middle rope, Alexia attempted to pull herself into the ring but had to take a quick breather. Rushing Ciel into the two objects was not as easy as she made it seem and adrenaline could only work for so long, especially since she took a quick break to push Ciel in.

Shaking herself to activity, sweat oozing off of her body as she pulled herself into the ring, moving between the middle and bottom rope. She crawled towards Ciel, grabbing a handful of the blue hair to pull her up to a seated position. Earlier, she had a taste of Ciel after suicide diving her. Now she wanted to have another taste, one that looked ot be one of those salty, yet sweet instances as she draped her tongue over her forehead again.

It would serve as a nice little something as she would then stomp on to her feet, pulling Ciel with her as she wrapped her arm around Ciel's head. This time, she was going for a DDT although not as magnificent as Ciel's, opting to just fling herself back into the mat.

[Person]

Ciel was now lying in the ring, resting from the attacks she had taken while she had been outside the ring. She would then feel her hair being pulled, forcing her into a seated position. It looked like that Alexia wanted a taste of her. The blue hair wrestler would close a single eye as she was licked. One thing was sure, she was going to have to take a very long shower after this match.

Though this train of thought would be ended as she was then placed underneath her opponent armpit in a headlock. She would then be placed on her feet as she then started to push away from her American counterpart. Yet before she could escape, she would feel herself falling to the ground head first. She would curse under her breath as her own attack was being used against her.

An impact noise could be heard as Ciel's head hit the ground. She would then roll onto her stomach in an eagle spread formation. Her eyes were now closed as only her chest was now moving up and down as she inhaled and exhaled.

[TheManVan]

The complete lack of respect for one's space was on in full display as Alexia smacked her lips together to really spread that salty sweat throughout her mouth. It was a good taste, a taste that showed that Ciel was holding nothing back in bring the pain. If someone who wasn't serious, they wouldn't sweat this good.

Dropping back on to the mat, she drove Ciel's head straight first into the mat, snapping her head off of the mat and leaving her on to her back. Laying on the mat to catch a few breaths, Alexia would sit up. Sweat trailed down teh side of her head as she turned her eyes over to Ciel. She wasn't one for submission holds, but she wasn't too pick when it came to girls who knew how to fight.

Even then, her holds weren't the most technically sound as she rolled on top of Ciel, slipping her arms around her foe's body and tried to lock in a bear hug.

[Person]

Things were not looking good for the blue hair wrestler as she laid on the ground, legs and arm spread as she inhaled and exhaled. At the moment she was defenseless and it seemed her opponent was going to take advantage of that. Raising her to a seating position before licking her and then slamming her back down on the ground. “Ahh!” yelled the French wrestler as she held her head in pain.

Things would then go from bad to worse as her opponent got on top of her and locked in a bearhug. "Gah!" screamed the blue hair wrestler as she would try to resist, attempting to push her opponent off her but currently too exhausted to put any real effort into it. Each passing second made it harder for her to breathe and drained more energy out of her. She needed to escape quickly or else the attack could prove to be much for her.