The Dame of Pain arrives! (D)Valerie Dubois vs Asherah

[Dwrites]

“Tch” Val muttered under her breath as the pirate kicked out of the attempted submission. Seeing her opponent roll away Val ran to the ropes on the opposite end to bounce off of for a flying clothesline hoping to catch her as she got up but as she bounced off the rope Asherah was already up and charging at her. “Well here goes nothing” Val thought as she leaped to preform the flying clothesline just as Asherah’s kick,Intended for her calf hit her airborne foot. Causing val to go horizontal and facilitate a meeting of Val and Asherah’s skulls. “GAH” Val screamed as her skull hit the pirate’s before her body landed on the mat and slid out of the ring. Val landed with a thud on the outside.After a few seconds Val would get on her knees clutching her aching head.

[MR. Q]

Just as Val leaps into the air, attempting a daring flying clothesline, Asherah's kick connects with a resounding thud, slamming into Val's airborne foot. The boxer's trajectory is abruptly altered, her scream piercing the arena as her skull collides squarely with Asherah's in mid-air.

Both women crumple to the mat in a heap, their bodies flopping out of the ring in a comical display of chaos. Val lands with a thud on the outside, her vision blurring as stars dance before her eyes. With a groan, she slowly pushes herself onto her knees, clutching her throbbing skull as she tries to clear the fog.

Asherah, meanwhile, sprawls on the mat, dazed and disoriented from the brutal collision. She sits up groggily, rubbing the back of her head with a puzzled look on her face.

"Well, blast me to Davy Jones' locker!" Asherah mutters, her pirate slang tinged with a hint of dizziness. "What in Neptune's name just happened there, matey?" Was she drinking with Argos again?

[Dwrites]

After checking that both woman were still conscious and didn’t need medical attention after such a comical and painful meeting of the minds. The referee began the count-out “1”.Upon hearing the count start Val jump to her feet knowing that in both boxing and wrestling the ref counting meant someone is in danger of losing…before groaning as her head throbbed from standing up too quickly after a hard knock “2…3”.As the ref reached three Val’s vision finally cleared up and she noticed she was outside the ring and getting counted out “4…5”. When the ref reached 5 Val hurriedly rolled into the ring before looking around for her opponent.

[MR. Q]

Still disoriented from the head-banging crash they just shared, Asherah's pirate swagger lacks its usual confidence. But when the referee's countdown reaches five, Val scrambles back into the ring, and Asherah's gaze locks onto her rival once more.

Without hesitation, Asherah lunges forward, aiming to trip Val with her body. With an agile twist, she rolls towards the boxer, her body rolling out in a reckless attempt to send Val tumbling like a demented piece of log. Asherah's momentum carries her forward, and she tumbles towards Val, hoping to catch the younger fighter off guard and gain the upper hand.

[Dwrites]

Upon entering the ring Val immediately looked to locate her opponent she wouldn’t have to look long as Asherah came at her like a rolling log.Val’s eyes widened and she tried to jump over but too late,She was tripped and sent face first into the mat.Though Asherah’s victory would be short lived as her momentum carried her out of the ring and onto the floor.

[MR. Q]

Her triumphant roll turns sour as gravity catches up with Asherah mid-tumble. With a loud thud, she crashes to the cold, unforgiving floor, the wind knocked from her lungs. Expletives spill from her lips in a stream of pirate curses as she struggles to regain her breath.

But Asherah's spirit refuses to let a little setback like being knocked out of the ring deter her. With a mad cackle echoing through the ring, the blue-haired pirate rolls herself underneath the apron, disappearing from view as she plots her next move, determined to emerge victorious once more.

[Dwrites]

As Val got up from mat clutching her nose her ears picked up the cackling of the pirate outside the ring.Looking back to the outside she saw…nothing.Eyebrows raised,Val exited the ring and looked for her pirate opponent. “She isn’t in the ring cause the ref is still counting her out(count is at 3) and she isn’t here so…” Val’s eyes went to the apron “underneath the ring maybe?” Val pulled the apron up with one hand throughly done with the pirate’s antics.

[MR. Q]

As Val lifts the apron, expecting to find Asherah hiding beneath, she's met instead with an unexpected surprise. With a manic yell, Asherah springs out from under the canvas like a jack-in-the-box, not unlike to a certain animatronic fox pirate, slamming into Val with the force of a battering ram.

The two women crash together, sending them flying backward towards the barricades that line the ringside area. Asherah's wild leap transforms into a tumble, entangling limbs as they crash.

[Dwrites]

“Merde!” Val exclaimed as Asherah’s body collided with hers and sent them tumbling into the barricade. As they hit the barricade Val would let out a “Putain” under her breath before collecting herself as she made a grab for Asherah’s hair if she was successful she would pull her up by her hair as she got up then punch her in the face before throwing her back into the ring to stop the count out on Asherah(Which was probably at 5) before rolling back in herself.

[MR. Q]

"Ow! Is a jest!" Asherah protests as Val grabs a handful of her azure locks, pulling her up. Even amidst the chaos, Asherah's playful nature shines through. But as Val aims a punch at her face, Asherah ducks, narrowly avoiding the blow.

Seizing the opening, Asherah wrenches free from Val's grip and delivers a swift kick to the younger fighter's midsection followed with a grab to Val's shoulders and launching her over the barricade and back into the ring once the girl is stumbles.