The Phoenix and The little She-Devil - Blaise Cameron vs Sierra Velvera

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At first, Sierra feels stuttered back by this larger frame hovering over her, and eventually reaching out to grab her. Now, if it was any other opponent, she would get crushed by now. But since Blaise decided to toy with Sierra despite her obliviousness towards it, there would still be some time before that happens.

She immediately locked up with him, her small hands gripping onto his shoulders as she pushed back with everything she had—which, in all honesty, wasn’t much. Her big brown eyes locked onto his piercing blues, filled with determination… and absolutely no awareness that duel wasn't a serious match of power.

To anyone watching, it looked like a heated contest between two wrestlers evenly matched in power. The audience was amazed by the little girl standind her ground to a sronger opponent.

She bit her lip, her face sweating gave away just how much effor she's pushing into "standing her ground". The amount of strength she had gave Blaise perfect control over how the struggle was going, and as dim-witted as she could be, Sierra still could feel that it isn't easy for her to overpower the stronger man. With the struggle turning more and more exhausing, her arms were geting weaker, but she wouldn't just let go!

[CyanDimitrik]

Blaise wouldn't be bothered by letting the girl get some shine. Feeling her strain and struggle in the lockup, as he met her pound for pound, did nothing but fill him with even more confidence on the ultimate outcome. He could work this match to make it exciting for the audience and not a total blowout for her. Why would he do that? Because she seems like she has a good heart.

It's as simple as that, really.

She's an oddball girl with a grating voice by most standards, but does she mean to irritate? Or is she just so incredibly stoked and thrilled to be there and wrestling with him that she can't contain herself? That's the big difference. It's not a point of arrogance or ego on her behalf. He feels like she's loving this. It feels pure. Even sweet. And it would break his heart to hurt that in any way.

That said, as he feels her arms start to tremble and lose strength, he decides to push forward. Step by step, his gaze remaining locked onto hers, he pressures her back towards the ropes until the cables are stretched against her skin. He, himself, is leaned heavily into her chest with his own, arching her - albeit only a little. But the moment does not last long at all.

The referee-girl wastes no time in hurrying to their side. "Ropes! Let'er go!"

Which Blaise immediately complies with! He steps back from her, arms raised in the classic dindunuffin. Cheating isn't his thing! "C'mon, then!," he calls to Sierra, taking another step back. "Come at me! Lemme see what you're workin' with!"

[reini]

Blaise was strong, way stronger than she was, but that was fine. That was exciting! Still, even with all her effort, her arms trembled against his, her legs digging into the mat to keep from giving ground. But he wasn’t budging. He leaned hard on her chest, pretending that there isn't something quite large getting squished while he does so, would be rather difficult. Even as she was forced back, step by step, the fire in her chest never dimmed. This was what she loved. The fight, the push, the challenge. The ropes pressed against her back, and Blaise leaned in close. Sierra opened her mouth and smiled wide, but because this was wrestling! This was what she had dreamed of.

Then the ref cut in, Blaise backed off immediately, throwing his hands up in innocence.

"Oh-ho, you’re gonna regret that, big guy!" she puts a fist to her flat hand, Bruce Lee style "This is good, now I wanna do it!" She said, excite that Blaise wanted to see what she had, and Sierra wouldn't dare to waste a second.The moment Blaise gave her space, she took it—darting to the side, she sprang off the ropes with a practiced ease, the cables bending under her weight before launching her right back at him with a burst of speed. At the last second, she leaped, twisting her body midair se tucked in tight, kicking her legs out, aiming to catch him right across the chest with a dazzling springboard dropkick! The crowd gasped, the moment hanging in the air - awaiting wheher she manages to catch Blaise!

[CyanDimitrik]

Blaise expected certain things from Sierra. More talk? Sure. Silly gestures, goofy antics? Absolutely. Her flying at him? Not so much.

Right after making his challenging call to her, Blaise starts to assume a readied, receptive stance. Hands up at shoulder height, legs spread with feet planted, knees slightly bent, ready to grapple with the girl. But she takes a completely different approach to... well, approaching him! She goes airborne!

She springboards from the ropes and launches herself at him, tucked into a ball of blonde latina. He braces himself at the ready to try and catch her, expecting a meteora. But then her legs thrust out, both boots planting into his toned pectorals! "Huunnfh!"

Blaise is bowled over, hitting his back hard on the mat. Legs are left kicked up into the air for a second before following suit and dropping to the mat. And in the end, he lands splayed out before her, arms out to either side, legs spread, toned chest and sleek abdominals rising and falling heavily with each labored breath.

[reini]

Sierra hit the mat on her back with a satisfying thump, the adrenaline buzzing through her veins like a jolt of electricity. She loved nothing more than landing on her enemies from air! The springboard dropkick connected perfectly, and she felt the solid impact of her boots driving into Blaise’s chest. She didn't think much about how much it must've hurt, as when it came to hurting people she treated it more like a videogame more than anything else.

She hit and rolled, coming up to one knee and giving Blaise a look. Flat on his back. Arms and legs spread. Clearly hurt. Perfect!

“Woooo! Wahaha, awesome!" Her blonde bob bounced as she practically skipped a step toward him, pumping her fist in the air with a loud, joyful celebration. She didn't go for a pin just yet - nah, that’d be too easy. Too soon! She felt safe and wanted to play. Her hands went to her hips, and she leaned over Blaise slightly, casting a shadow over him with her not very intimidating form.

“Aww, what’s wrong, Blaise? “Still feeling all manly down there?” she teased with a wink, wanting to bicker with him a bit. She didn't mean to seriously hurt his pride, but, in her logic, if he didn't mind giving her that bearhug, why should she restrain?

Sierra raised both arms high and called out to the crowd, soaking in the energy.

“Let’s gooo!! Who said girls can’t hit hard, huh?!”

[CyanDimitrik]

It didn't really matter where it came from. When something over 100 lbs. slams directly into your chest, you're going to feel it. It'll probably knock you down. It'll likely even stun you! So is Blaise shocked that he's reeling from the dropkick? No, no. He's shocked she landed it! He was ready to catch her and engage in all kinds'a hell upon her delicate person!

But here he is. Lying on his back. Coughing periodically as he tries to refill his lungs with air.

The second shock comes when Sierra chooses not to try to pin him down. He sees her figure loom over him, with her stupidly cute face all proud of herself. He blinks up at her owlishly. But he's ready. He's ready to pool his strength and at least get a shoulder up to keep the match going. But it never comes! She turns to the audience, her arms raised, celebrating...

Blaise sits up, squinting at her. And finally, he rolls back onto his shoulders and nips smoothly up to his feet. His arms look to wrap suddenly around her stomach from behind, her arms in the air entirely too inviting for the approach! His arms cinch in, and his back arches, attempting to whip the blonde girl up and over against the mat to impact her head and shoulders before releasing her!