Beachfront Battle: Claire Thompson vs "Combat Medic" Mikan Tsumiki

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Match Type: Standard beach match
Victory Conditions: Victory declared via KO, pin fall, or submission

Claire wore a pleasant smile as she squeezed into her old volleyball competition top. She hadn't worn it since the last time she competed with her sister, so she was full of nostalgia as it snapped tightly against her body. Pulling at it to fit properly around her breasts was always a struggle, but it at least kept everything contained. Once in place she took a long look at herself in the mirror seeing her familiar get up just being utilized for a new purpose. "Let's go!"

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Exiting the tent set up as her changing room the heat of the direct sun was intense. Claire would take a deep breath with the familiar scent of the sea air just as strong as back home. "Nothing beats the beach!" Claire had been lucky enough to score another beach match. The familiarity of her surroundings helped to comfort her as she still struggled to move on from her past life.

Walking over to the ring, she would dive underneath the ropes and use one of the turnbuckles to begin stretching herself out. As she did so she caught the passing conversation of a pair of LAW staff. "We seen Mikan yet? Isn't she that cute jobber?" Claire's ears perked up a little. She may have been new to wrestling, but she knew the term jobber. Claire was a give it all you have no matter what type of girl and she saw jobbers as the complete opposite of that philosophy.

Claire refrained from asking for further details from the staff members and decided to keep an open mind. "Maybe they're mistaken." The blonde would return to her stretches as she waited for her opponent to appear.

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Mikan Tsumiki couldn't believe she had let herself get dragged back to LAW. It had been almost a year since her last fixture, and it had been more than a year before that since she had last had a match in LAW that she had actually agreed to the booking of. She had managed to say 'no' for a while, but after over two years of everybody clamoring for the cute, cowardly, large-chested super jobber, Mikan was finally made to relent.

Seven matches, seven losses, only one where Mikan anything that even resembled winning wrestling before her opponent decided to get serious and dominate the nurse just the same as everybody else did. If she was letting herself get dragged back into this, Mikan could only wonder how long it'd be before LAW decided to force the Loser's belt onto her. She held her head just above water, having been instructed to come up out of it on the cue of her music for her entrance.

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As instructed, Mikan stood up out of the water and walked towards the sandy shore. Her bikini-clad body already dripping with water, it was pretty obvious that whoever had this idea for her entrance was trying to squeeze maximum sex appeal and fanservice out of the nurse in case her opponent put her down for the count too quickly.

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Claire was finishing up some of her stretches as she continued to wait for her opponent to arrive. She'd move to the center of the ring and spread her legs out in a splits pose. Her body felt great! She felt lose and although still nervous, she was for sure feeling better than her debut. At least her first appearance was behind her. Her stretching session was ended as some music blared across the beach. Looking around Claire figured her opponent must be on her way.

Looking behind her, Claire saw her opponent walking up the beach dripping wet from a quick swim. The staff member she'd heard wasn't wrong. The girl was definitely a cutie and was certainly squeezed tightly into her bikini. As Mikan entered the ring, Claire would approach her to introduce herself. "Hi I'm Claire nice to meet you!" The nagging question in Claire's mind was to ask about Mikan's past fight history, but she refrained from it hoping to simply engage in a pleasant pre-match conversation.

"We've certainly got a nice day for this so let's not waste it!" Claire was certain she would find out what she was dealing with soon enough, but she hoped the woman that stood before her would at least put up a good fight.

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Mikan caught a glimpse of her opponent's stretching routine as she entered the ring, and could immediately tell that she was as outclassed, if not more so than she usually was. Her opponent's body was practically screaming out how athletic it was. A level of athleticism that Mikan wasn't even close to matching up to. And since the nurse wasn't good enough at wrestling to have a skill advantage over practically anybody, Mikan knew already that she was in for loss number eight.

"M-m-my name is Mikan Ts-Tsumiki. H-hello," she said, hoping that her nervous stutter could pass off as her being cold from having just exited the water. At least this woman, who had now introduced herself as Claire, seemed nice. Hopefully that means she'll just beat me quickly and be done with it, Mikan thought to herself. "It-it is nice," the nurse said in response to Claire. She then went to wait in her corner, hopeful that this match would be among her less painful losses.

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As Mikan stood before her and spoke Claire face went from smiling to a little confused. The girl stuttered constantly and Claire wasn't sure if this was a speech impediment or simply the girl being so nervous for the coming match. Responding to Claire the girl then removed herself from the conversation and moved to her corner. The blonde couldn't even get another word in. Claire would scratch the back of her head and turn to stand in her opposing corner. "I'm not getting a great feeling about this girl."

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With the bell the match would begin as Claire moved out from her corner curious to see how Mikan would respond. Claire would approach Mikan hoping to lock up in a collar and elbow in the center of the ring space. She was curious to see what she was dealing with. She figured Mikan was either the greatest sleeper wrestling opponent, or what she hated most. A pathetic jobber worthy of nothing more than humiliation.

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When the bell rang and the match began, Mikan took a couple apprehensive steps out of her corner, waiting to see what Claire was planning to do. The blonde settled in the center of the ring, arms raised and waiting for the nurse to come and engage her. Mikan knew that she had to oblige, as Claire was giving her something resembling an opportunity, and doing nothing until the volleyball player decided to come and get her would never turn out well.

Rather than the collar and elbow lockup that Claire wanted, something that Mikan knew she was far too weak to keep up with, she would instead go lower. Leaping at Claire as she tried to wrap her arms around the blonde's waist and tackle her to the ground with a simple takedown. If it worked, then Mikan would try to hopefully deal some damage by throwing punches at Claire's belly.

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With Claire inviting Mikan to the center of the ring it seemed that the woman was going to respond to the challenge. Mikan approached but rather than seek to lock up she went low to shoot underneath the collar and elbow that Claire had insisted on. Her arms wrapped around Claire but the strength behind the take down attempt left something to be desired based on what Claire felt. Claire sent one leg back to brace against the take down leaving Mikan simply wrapped around the blonde's body.

With Mikan in prime striking position Claire would throw a couple forearm strikes to Mikan's upper back hoping it would loosen the hold slightly. If successful Claire would try to twist in Mikan's grasp while wrapping her arm around the woman's head. Claire would then move forward and hop into the air in hopes of dropping Mikan to the canvas with a bulldog.

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Just as Mikan had feared would happen, her attempt at tackling Claire had been completely ineffective. The tall blonde responded with a couple blows that made Mikan's arms fall off her body entirely as the nurse fell further against her. Mikan's shoulder being against Claire's hip was the only thing that kept the jobber from falling to the ground entirely.

But Mikan wouldn't stay up for long, as Claire wrapped her arm around the purplette's head and easily slammed her face first into the mat with a Bulldog. "AH!" Mikan yelped as she held her face in her hands. She rolled side to side, making no attempt to get away or counter. Mikan's mind was solely focused on the pain throbbing in her head.

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Claire landed with a thud on her ass as Mikan's face smacked the canvas. Immediately the woman buried her face in her hands and rolled to one side trying to ease the pain. There was no attempt from Mikan to do anything else aside from ease the pain. There was nothing indicating she had any intent on rising to her feet or preparing for Claire's further attacks. Claire would simply sit on the canvas looking at Mikan with a disgusted look on her face.

Finally Claire would push herself back to her feet and walk over to Mikan. "I think we need to have a chat, but I want to make sure you don't try anything." Claire would roll Mikan onto her stomach before plopping down on her back. The blonde would look to hook Mikan's arms over her knees and clasping her hands under the chin for a camel clutch. She wouldn't begin hauling back just yet though wanting to allow Mikan to still respond to her.

"So I didn't know much about you when I agreed to this match. I saw the word beach and signed on. What's your record sweet stuff?" Claire already had a good idea that the numbers she was about to hear were pathetic but she wanted to hear it from Mikan's mouth. Depending on the answer would determine how Claire felt like proceeding.

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Mikan barely even registered that Claire was approaching her until she was being rolled onto her belly. "Eep!" she yelped. Then let out a cry of, "Ah!" when the blonde's butt dropped down onto the middle of her back. Mikan winced preemptively at the Camel Clutch she recognized she was being put into, before realizing that it wasn't actually hurting.

Claire wasn't trying to make the hold hurt, she was just keeping Mikan still. Something which she accomplished as the nurse's struggles failed to even threaten escape. "I-I-I'm 0-7," whimpered Mikan. "I d-don't even wanna b-be here! I'm just too w-w-weak to tell people no when they ask me t-to do stuff."