Angela Guillot vs Ciel Aonlous: Submission Match

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Match Type: Submission Match
Victory Condition: Making your opponent tap or by KO

Ciel was in her locker room again, getting ready for another match. This time her opponent was Angela Guillot, a fellow French wrestler but someone who was nasty and cruel. It seemed that someone up high wanted her to fight other wrestlers who were insane. The blue hair wrestler had watched several matches of her fellow countrywoman. Angela was cruel, ruthless, brutal but most important good. Ciel knew this was going to be a tough match but she was confident she could beat her, after all, it was her belief that anyone could be defeated.

The blue hair wrestler would get to her feet and start to stretch a bit, making sure she was nimble for this match. After stretching for a bit, she would double check her uniform and make sure everything was in order. Her uniform would be different this time, a red color instead of her usual blue color. Before she would always wear her blue color uniform but now she had gotten several uniforms, each one for a different reason. Since today she was taking part in what she considered an unusually match, she was wearing her red outfit.

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Seeing no problem with her outfit and now being fully stretched out, she would leave her locker room and make her wait to the staging area, just outside the entrance. The blue hair wrestler would wait a few moments before finally hearing her theme song starting to play. Coming out of the ramp, she would walk confidently towards the ring as she gave some high fives while having a smile on her face before then climbing the steps. She would enter the ring before climbing the turnbuckle and raising an arm in the air before jumping off. The blue hair wrestler would then make her way to the opposite turnbuckle and climb it, raising one arm up again. She would then jump off and wait for her opponent to arrive.

[Devastated]

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Here it was, Angela was returning to the squared circle once again and was ready to do what she did best, beat down bitches for the green. Though she was still having a hard time understanding this fucking Yen crap that Japan had for currency. It was such high numbers, the value of the money just seemed like ass. Compared to one Euro, you'd need about 128 Yen! That was dumb! fucking converting currency was a huge drag.

Having come to Japan had annoyed Angela greatly. People here were bitches, they whine and cried and panted for no reason. Their food was weird, they were short. It was a pain to talk to people cause most people outside of LAW didn't even speak English and if they did they sure as hell didn't do it well.

Shaking her head as she stood on the ramp, just about to head out onto the stage and make her way down to the ring, all she had to do was walk out of the curtains. It was good that she had a match tonight. She was feeling quite annoyed, angry and frustrated and sure as hell needed someone to take her aggression out on. Angela stepped out onto the ramp and began walking down the ramp, heading down towards the ring as her music resounded out of the speakers. She'd make her way towards the ring and climb in before she'd remove her jacket and toss it over the turnbuckle of her corner.

She then turned around to face Ciel, the blue haired woman before he was to be her opponent. Angela figured she'd enjoy rip into the woman and tear her to pieces. A fun little stressball for the evening.

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Ciel watched as her opponent made her way to the ring. The blue hair wrestler would remain on guard, having done a bit of studying on her opponent. Angela was cruel and merciless and would use dirty tricks to win. Once the two French wrestlers were both in the ring, the blue hair wrestler would make her way towards the center, hopping a bit up and down as she got into a combat stance. She would not shake her opponent hand or even smile at her, she knew how that would just open herself up to abuse. If Ciel wanted to win then she needed to focus on winning and not being a good sport.

“Ref, mind getting this match started, I’m sure she is just as eager as I am to get right to it.” she stated to the referee as she kept her eyes on her fellow countrywoman. “No holding back versus you.” stated Ciel as she then entered a grappling stance, ready to tangle with the so-called ‘The Nightmare of France.’

[Devastated]

Angela turned her attention to her blue haired opponent as she walked towards the center of the ring, as she would then walk up towards the center as well to join her fellow French wrestler. Hands on her hips as she didn't seem to be taking all of this all that seriously, after all....Angela had no reason to take this opponent seriously, she would crush her the same way as everyone else.

She would roll her eyes as she heard the words of Ciel and would then see her enter that grappling stance. Angela would let out a sigh and then bring herself down as if she was starting to move into a grappling stance of her own, yet...that was a feint, instead she'd lung forward and try to drive her knee up into Ciel's gut. Trying to stun the woman so she could attempt to throw a European Uppercut aimed right at her chin. Starting this match off violently.

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No words had been exchanged by the two wrestlers, Ciel knew it was pointless to do so unless she planned on playing mind games with her fellow French wrestler. With the bell now having rung, the two wrestlers would close in and both enter a grappling stance. Ciel and Angela would start to close the distance between each other. Attempting to close the distance quickly, the blue hair wrestler would lunge towards her fellow French wrestler but would be met with a knee right into her gut.

Gasping for air as her eyes widen, Ciel would then be hit by a European uppercut, causing her to stagger. She didn’t fall from the blow but was forced to take a few steps back as she attempted to put her arms up and enter a defensive stance. The blue hair wrestler would curse herself, allowing for such a common dirty trick to be used against her. She would make sure to remember to pay her back for that.

[Devastated]

Angela watched as Ciel fell for her strikes, the knee found it's mark against a fit stomach and following it came that uppercut which drove Ciel backwards, sending the blue haired woman staggering. As she had backpedaling the platinum haired woman would duck low and rush forward. She had Ciel staggered and while she was staggering, Angela would try and charge in to close the distance.

Upon reaching Ciel, she aimed to drive her shoulder into Ciel's stomach and go for an early spear as she tried to bring the fellow French wrestler down onto the canvas and keep her dazed and in pain.

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Ciel was forced back as she put her arms up in a defensive stance, not wanting her opponent to be able to capitalize on her early advantage. She would then see her fellow French wrestler coming at her, going for a spear. Having her arms guarding her face meant her stomach would be exposed but her feet were still working, so the blue hair wrestler would attempt to sidestep out of the way.

She would attempt to give her opponent a small push towards the turnbuckle, trying to send her their shoulder first right into the metal post. If this worked, it would place Ciel in a good spot and allow her to teach her fellow countrywoman some manners when it came to wrestling in the ring.

[Devastated]

Angela came in with that running dive and attempt to drive her shoulder right into that gut of the fellow French wrestler, but it looked as if Ciel was more than prepared, she side stepped out of the way and made Angela run a little extra with that shove. Angela was forced to stumble forward and crash shoulder first into the corner post.

" Raagh!" Angela roared out in pain as her shoulder made impact with that steel corner post and she was forced to shy away from it, dropping down onto her rear and bringing her hands up to her shoulder to hold it, cursing under her breath in French no less as she was also making a mental note to fuck up Ciel's shoulder for that...

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Ciel tactic had worked, she not only managed to dodge her opponent attack but also managed to send her to the turnbuckle, shoulder first, doing some damage to it. Now she could get in and start to work on her fellow French wrestler.

Seeing her opponent now down on her rear, Ciel would start to run in before winding her leg back and attempting to deliver a huge soccer kick right into the center mass of her opponent. If the attack connected it would probably send the member of Rebellion right down to the ground as well as take a lot out of her.

[Devastated]

Angela groaned as she would hug her shoulder and shake her head, it felt pretty bad to touch it, but having grabbed a firm hold and pressing it down, letting that burning sensation of pain subside with pressure alone. The platinum blonde's vision would turn towards the blue haired fighter as she saw her rear back her leg and charge off towards her.

There wasn't a lot that Angela could do as that kick came her way, smacking her straight in her chest and causing Angela to cough out a gasp of pain, slumping down a bit lower in the corner but she remained with her back pressed against the turnbuckle, coughing and bringing her arms up to wrap around her now aching chest.