Ace Up the Sleeve: Kaeo Amarin (D) vs Tracee Martin

[Misfit_Alien]

The 'Ace of Spades', Kaeo Amarin vs Tracee 'Misfit' Martin
Match Type: "Standard."
Win by scoring a pinfall of three seconds on the opponent, forcing a wrestler to submit, or knocking the wrestler out. Additionally, if a wrestler remains outside the ring for too long, they will be disqualified after a ten count. Furthermore, if a wrestler performs an illegal move and is caught in the act by the in-ring official, they will be disqualified.
Standard rules - DQs, Count-outs, and the submission or pinfall MUST happen within the confines of the ring.

Spoiler

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, IT'S TIME TO RAISE OR FOLD...ALL BETS ARE OFF...FOR AN ACE HAS ARRIVED!!! Entering the ring first, hailing from Bangkok, Thailand...standing at 5'10 and weighing in at 140 lbs...THE ACE OF SPADES, KAEO AMARIN!!!"


Kaeo arrived at the top of the ramp, dressed in her gear. It felt weird and different. She wasn't entirely a fan. The tan-skinned young woman was used to more traditional gear, not this. However, the world of pro wrestling was the world of SHOWMANSHIP...FLAIR...STYLE...so Kaeo needed to shake things up a bit. Her gear was mostly based around standard Muay Thai apparel. She had her fists and feet wrapped up with black sports tape. She had tightly padded, fingerless MMA gloves on both hands. On her head and arms were a Mongkhon and a pair of Pra Jiad, respectively. These were the finely woven head and armbands. They hold a great deal of significance to Thai traditions. She had on standard boxing trunks with some fishnet mesh bottoms underneath. A fancy bra that was designed more for form rather than function. All of this was colored in black, red, and white with an 'ace of spades' theme, as per her moniker. The Thai woman looked around with disinterest, unable to muster up anything more than a neutral expression as she walked toward the ring.

This was her first match in LAW. It was her first match outside the decrepit and illegal rings back home in Thailand. She was given two 'orders' by her employers. Win and make it look good. What mattered most was entertainment value, not so much bloodshed. Of course, these people seem to like a bit of violence now and again, but it wouldn't be ideal for Kaeo if she were listed as an overly violent fighter. This could make booking future matches difficult. This had to be a showcase of her skill and prowess in the ring. Additionally, she had to see if she could get the crowd behind her. This operation had to be surgical. No screw-ups...She didn't have much information about her opponent...but it wouldn't matter. It didn't seem like this Tracee Martin was a big-time, champion-level wrestler, so Kaeo shouldn't be worried.

Kaeo entered the ring by sliding under the bottom rope, gesturing half-heartedly to the crowd, who seemed semi-interested, but they weren't fully behind the woman yet, much to the girl's dismay. She needed to do something entertaining, so she stood in the center of the ring. She paused momentarily before hopping off the ground slightly, delivering a massive stomp upon landing and releasing a warrior-like shout as she broke into her fighting stance. This seemed to get the crowd riled up and intrigued. Good...so far. After that, Kaeo returned to her corner, bouncing on her feet, keeping herself warmed up as she shadowboxed in the corner.

Spoiler

[Sigma Morgan]

Tracee was relaxing in the locker room playing a game on her phone while she waited for her next match. The misfit was excited to get back in the ring after having a few weeks off where she only worked out but never got a match, but tonight she got another shot and against a debuting talent to boot possibly giving her the experience advantage which gave Tracee some extra confidence if not bordering on cockiness. Though she was going to make sure to give her opponent her time in the spotlight as well knowing how important it was to make a good first impression in a business like pro wrestling. Tracee then looked at the time on her phone and realized it was time for the match, she quickly putting her phone in her locker before rushing out of the locker room and towards the curtain, arriving just in time as her music was getting ready to start.

Entrance Music

AND HER CHALLENGER FROM LAS VEGAS NEVADA! TRACEEEEEE "MISFIT" MARTINNNNN

Tracee then heard her music start up, she was always fond of her entrance music being really happy she was allowed to use her favorite band for it but that was not important at the moment as she had a match to get to. Skipping out onto the stage the Misfit received a big pop from the crowd as she arrived, stopping to make a cute pose for them as she soaked in there praises before continuing the rest of the way down to the ring taking a lap around it before sliding inside and going to her corner deciding to do something a little different than usual. Tracee climbed up to the top rope soaking in there cheers before doing a backflip off the ropes and landing on her feet, showing off her highflying skills before turning around to look at her opponent and giving the debuting talent a warm and friendly smile.

Tracee

The misfit then approached her opponent holding her hand out and offering her a handshake. "Hi. I'm Tracee" she said introducing herself with a wide grin.

[Misfit_Alien]

"...Kaeo..." She responded, returning the gesture with a modest level of respect and decency. The Thai woman wasn't out here for blood or to cause issues. All she needed to do was put on a good match, win, and fly under the radar. Making enemies would only make things harder, especially down the line. It would prove better to keep things cordial. Don't linger too long on anything or anyone...However, Kaeo DID feel a little bad toward Tracee. She's a tad cold, sure...but it's not like she enjoyed it. Being abrasive and standoffish wasn't something she chose to be. It's what she became after the life she's lived. She often wishes she could just spend her days with friends...although, to do that, you need the time to spare...and friends to spend that non-existent time with. After the two had their...interaction, if you could even call it that...the referee would perform a quick check of their gear for foreign objects. Once both were cleared, the bell would be rung...meaning the fight was on!!! Kaeo put up her guard, a traditional Muay Thai stance, clearly showing that she was a striker-based fighter...not like she'd be able to hide it, considering her lack of proper grappling knowledge.

[Sigma Morgan]

Tracee puffed out one of her cheeks looking her opponent up and down as the woman's reply came off as rather cold but still moderately respectful and Tracee didn't know what to make of it. Tracee didn't have any issues with her opponent and was unsure if her opponent had any with her but she guessed she would find out soon as she backed away to her corner as the referee checked Kaeo's gear and did the same to Tracee immediately after and found nothing. The bell then rang and Tracee stepped forward her arms raised ready to grapple as her opponent got in a Muay Thai stance, an interesting contrast, a contrast Tracee didn't take any sort of cue from as she lunged forward attempting to grapple and overpower her opponent if she got her hands on her.

[Misfit_Alien]

Kaeo didn't think much of Tracee, simply keeping her composure even as the bell rang and the dark-haired woman made a mad dash at her, pouncing forward to try and overpower the stand-up fighter with a grapple attempt. Unfortunately for Tracee, Kaeo wasn't exactly enthusiastic about letting her get that close. With a simple yet effective maneuver, Kaeo would lift one leg and thrust it forward, sending the bottom of her foot directly into the middle of Tracee's abdomen, quite literally knocking the wind out of her as she Kaeo's front kick packed a deceivingly strong amount of power behind it, with the Thai woman barely making a face in response. Stoic as ever, Kaeo would allow Tracee to crumble and fall after nearly having the soul kicked out of her with just one simple blow. She would make an effort to pose in response, but it was a bit of a struggle to get pumped when she didn't WANT to be here. Still, the crowd roared and cheered so that was a start...

[Sigma Morgan]

Tracee wasn't exactly the most experience in almost any form of fighting outside of wrestling she as she dashed towards Kaeo it came as a complete surprise as Kaeo thrusted her leg forward, the woman's foot drilling into her stomach and driving the air out of her lungs in just one simple move! Tracee's face twisted in a mix of pain and shock before she fell to the ground hugging her abdomen unable to do anything but squirm and tremble in pain as Kaeo posed over her. After a long few moment's of doing nothing but laying on the mat Tracee attempted to get on her hands and knees in order to push back up to her feet even as it felt like a freight train was still running through her body.

[Misfit_Alien]

With Tracee stunned and desperately gasping on the floor for air, Kaeo walked around the ring, looking for a good position with which to follow up. Once Tracee was done with all of her squirming and aching, Kaeo crouched down low, like a tiger stalking its prey before it leaps. This was such an awkward feeling. Normally, when an opponent was down, Kaeo would be forced to back off and go stand in a corner, but she was allowed...and in some cases... encouraged to try and batter your foe into submission. So be it then-...Kaeo was here to get paid after all, so the moment Tracee arose, she'd be met with a swift Kneeling Pump Knee right to the jaw as a means to try and daze her again...although, in Tracee's case, she'd be fortunate if she wasn't knocked cold. Or would it be unfortunate in that scenario, given she'd be conscious and aware of what was to follow...either way, the blue-clad Misfit was in for a terrible time as Kaeo lunged forward with a killer knee strike!!!

Spoiler

[Sigma Morgan]

Even after getting to her hands and knees the most Tracee was able to get to was her knee's looking a bit dazed. Though unfortunately for her Kaeo was like a shark, and there was blood in the water, and Tracee was the fish with the cut! By the time she looked up Kaeo was mere feet from her and closing in like a missile and an instant later, Kaeo's knee drilled into her face! Tracee's head snapped back and she fell in a heap, the room was spinning, her brain was pumping and thumping like her heart! Did Tracee just take a hit so hard she got a concussion from it? It seemed so and Tracee was limp on the canvas though still conscious, barely.

[Misfit_Alien]

After crashing to the floor post-knee-to-face impact, Kaeo remained kneeling, looking over at Tracee's listless body with a bored expression on her face. She got up and stretched, making a yawning expression as she covered her mouth, clearly unenthusiastic about kicking the woman's butt. Was this really all there was to it? Well, at least the crowd was cheering massively for the carnage on display. Oh well, it was probably better to fall back on 'old reliable' at this point. Tracee wasn't putting up much of a fight, so Kaeo would need to make a show out of something else-...in this case, the Thai woman would grab Tracee by the hair and pull her into a tight embrace, almost delivering a Bearhug on her, wrapping her arms around her waist nice and tight. She would lower her face toward Tracee's and lock lips with the woman, making the crowd go ballistic as seeing two hot chicks get it on would ALWAYS be a good idea for a ticket draw. Of course, what is pleasure without pain to balance it out? As Kaeo kissed Tracee, she slammed knee after knee into the woman's stomach, knocking the wind out of her body while also sapping the air out of her lips with the deep, passionate kiss, looking to turn Tracee into a gasping, drooling mess on the floor...

[Sigma Morgan]

As her opponent stretched Tracee did little more than twitch, tense, and untense just trying to regain control of her body much to the obvious boredom of her opponent! The kick was like a system reboot for Tracee, nothing was working for several long moments and as she managed to regain movement in her arms in order to push her body up slightly her hair was grabbed and she was forced right up onto her wobbly legs mostly being held up by her opponent as the woman wrapped her arms around her waist and squeezed causing Tracee to wince and weakly groan out in pain but those groans were silenced by a kiss! Tracee's eyes widened unsure how to react as her opponent kissed her but before long pain was soon added back into the picture as the woman's knee drilled into her stomach draining more of the air that was already limited by the kiss. Tracee went limp, barely functioning from the lack of oxygen, only able to groan slightly into the kiss while weakly pushing against her opponent's shoulders.