*Catching wind of an up and coming prospect who needed a little exposure, Gail was more than delighted to take the opportunity to aid in that regard- Introducing a rookie to the marvelous world of wrestling, while also potentially earning herself a victory sounded like an idyllic situation for her to be in. Strangely enough however, she was later informed that her opponent for the evening was going to be someone of the opposite sex; no matter, she thought, as this would provide her with a rare chance to showcase her abilities against a gender she had never tussled with before! As the days went flying by, before she knew it the date of the exhibition had finally arrived.* "Radical; I hope this dude knows how to throw down." *Gail muttered to herself, stuffing her foot into her size six boots before gingerly stretching out her knotted back. With thoughts swirling around in her head, she put the finishing touches on her ensemble before traipsing down the hallway towards the black curtain.*
*Having been given the signal by a backstage official, she appeared from behind the curtain to an elated audience- It seemed as though she hadn't gathered up a colossal following, but everyone was eagerly awaiting the brawl between two rookies go down, and the overwhelming amount of support that was being shown spurred Gail onwards and into the arena. Approaching her neutral corner, she began rolling her neck clockwise while allowing the jitters she felt dissipate within the shouts of the audience.*
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I'm back to do stuff with friends. Bridges burned light the way forward~. All my characters, all in one place~
There is this moment that exists within everyone, the moment to do something that is not them. To get right in front of everything and try something out. Today is that day, whether it was from sheer boredom or the petty nihilistic dreams of loop ad nauseam, *I found myself walking towards a stage that felt extremely alien to me. What can *I do but move forwards and only try my best, *I am a simple man, *I am, Usui. This is my chance to prove something to the small confined world around me and to get out of my shell. As *I strode into the arena, one of the attendants there confused me for a straggler of the audience and almost ushered me towards the stands, when *I informed him that *I, myself am the opponent he almost burst out laughing, saying confused things of why *I am wearing a complete suit and tie and a couple other things. *I paid him no mind and just kept walking. Nearing the stage my entrance theme begun to play, however instead the original theme *I had prepared, there is something unique to this one, *I needed more oomph to garner something spectacular, so *I had mixed into the song, excerpts of the song, Rip & Tear from the Doom 2016 video game. Climbing the ropes into the ring felt so profound, something in me told me to run, to escape, to get to the comforts of my home. Not today *I thought to myself, today is the day *I wise up and show everyone what *I am made of. As my song is nearing a close, commanding myself from the corner of the ring, *I pull out my boxing tape and start to wrap up my hands getting ready for the fight and popping in my mouth guard, cannot wait to meet my opponent and duke it out. Hope she can handle what *I am brewing.
*Her eyes drifting over towards her approaching foe for the night, Gail instantly adored his video game-inspired theme. She began discreetly nodding her head along with the guitar riff, immediately recognizing the origin of said theme while developing a newfound respect for her lanky adversary.* "Hmm..this might be more interesting than I first thought." *Gail chuckled, spreading her legs to either side of her while simultaneously stretching her body in an attempt to limber her diminutive frame up prior to the encounter. The audience seemed to appreciate the choice of music, but most remained skeptical of this esoteric male's ability to wrestle, reserving their judgement for when the bell inevitably sounded.*
*Feeling as if she had reached the maximum level of flexibility, Gail casually jogged towards the center of the ring to shake his hand and potentially toss some casual banter his way in the process. From what the emerald hurricane could deduce, this prospect could potentially possess some unknown, wrestling prowess that he was hiding beneath that deceptive exterior. She knew she had to remain vigilant if she wanted to assure a victory, even if it meant having to play a little rough.*
I'm back to do stuff with friends. Bridges burned light the way forward~. All my characters, all in one place~
Fierceness in his eyes and the intensity to go with anything that will be said his way, the air is rigid and there is a sharp feeling in the air. The fear of losing focus has always been something that bothered Usui throughout his life, so he pulls out his pair of bluetooth earphones and plugging into his custom playlist specifically designed for tonight, HWD, he walks his way towards his opponent. The jitters already taking place within his core, he ever strides forward. A barrage of thoughts and rushing through his head, making sure he has everything down to how he likes it. Thinking to himself, I shall open and start with War Style, how I go from there is dependent on how my opponent plays it and how aggressive she, regardless of her thoughts with the headset, I will worry about that later. With the heavy industrial music going in his ears and the drone of the audience gone, Usui is now completely focused. As he reaches the center of the ring, he gears himself ready for the show and wonders how everything will go. I am not Usui Hirakawa tonight he says aloud to his opponent, I am the Imperial Strategist, If you know thy enemy and know thyself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles. If you know thyself but the the enemy, for every victory gained you will also suffer a defeat. If you know neither the enemy nor thyself, you will succumb in every battle. A quick smile dashes across his face. I hope you are ready he mutters to himself under his breath.
"Huh..." *A sliver of confusion present on her face, Gail tilted her head quizzically at such an odd declaration; Hira seemed rather confident in himself, which was always a positive in this business, but the miniature maelstrom wasn't about to waver in the face of a little competition.* "Then I shall address you as such for our little tussle, if you prefer~" *Attempting to appease her opponent for the night, Gail heard the sonorous peal of the bell from behind her ring post, signaling for the beginning of the match to commence.* "DING DING DING!" *Without squandering a moment of precious time, Gail shot herself forward and sprang her upper body downwards, snagging his right leg while attempting to brutally spear the slender male against the ground.* "Just don't expect me to make this an easy victory."Spoiler
*Even though her petite frame didn't boast a significant amount of muscle, she personally knew just how reliably sturdy her lower half truly was due to constant training and maintaining in the gym throughout the previous week- Relentlessly putting her shapely body through a gauntlet of pure hell, consisting of weighted squats, crunches and early morning jogs the verdant whirlwind had every intention of making a name for herself amongst the upper echelon of LAW's greatest.*
I'm back to do stuff with friends. Bridges burned light the way forward~. All my characters, all in one place~
Rage swept through Usui, blind rage of a warrior drunk on adrenaline. Through the moment he walked to the center of the ring and the moment he saw his opponent coming at him, he could only think of one thing to do. A repeated Shield Bash (Bash your opponent with a heavy and hard back handed fist. Attempting to push them away from you.) to his opponent using his left hand smashing against her head and shoulders. Wanting to control and mitigate his defenses, pulling his right fist into a quick execution of his, War Strike all aimed at his opponents face. The precedent has been set, he needs to regain control out of this, after pulling away from his opponent he sets himself up into his Shieldmate's Crossguard stance, and backing away as quickly as possible away from his opponent. Straight out the gate huh? I guess you just wanted to hear what I am listening to huh? Laughing aloud as music still plays away in his ears.
*After a zealous effort on Gail's behalf, it seemed as though she had made the rookie mistake of underestimating her opponent- While not having much to gloat about in the power department, Hira easily compensated for his severe lack of strength with the sheer ruthlessness of his blows, which sent the obstinate cyclone staggering backwards a bit.* "Grrhh..I..I'll have to ask you for a playlist sometime." *She tossed a chunk of casual banter his way, keeping the tone light on the surface, yet incredibly intense beneath the outer strata. The crowd began to show a tremendous amount of interest in the brawl taking place, as multiple members of the audience began clapping in unison for both combatant, only serving to heighten the tension between them.*
*Narrowing her eyes to hone in on her target, Gail shot her posterior backwards and instantaneously dropped her center of gravity, digging her feet into the canvas below her before springing forward for a flying clothesline- She knew that her ability to grasp the reins of this encounter were limited, given her small stature, and the necessity of striking intimidation into her opponent's heart was key. Throwing everything she had into her offensive gambit, Gail extended her forearm outwards in the hopes that she would catch Hira's throat in the process!*
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I'm back to do stuff with friends. Bridges burned light the way forward~. All my characters, all in one place~
With his firm crossguard up, which is in the shape of an X, Usui looks at his opponent, nodding his head in the time of the beat of the song, he just wonders if he can manage to counter her move. Not having exerted this much force in his whole life, the businessman just keeps thinking back to himself when he could never amount to anything, his sheer disdain towards those who tormented him growing up, put oomph into what he is about to pull out at the charging woman. Never underestimate combat tricks, Usui thinks to himself. The hand that is underneath shall most certainly reward the brilliant woman with an undeniable sheer bite. As the woman is barreling towards him, Usui holds steadfast and strong, waiting for the right moment to pull out his Phalanx Strike (a punch that is thrown from whatever arm is underneath the top hand) My right side is my more strong side, let's see if this counterpunch can work, if not I will have to tinker with this when I get home afterwards. A thought goes through his mind, a thought that makes him ponder... I wonder why my opponent is chick and why everyone seems to be waiting for something Thoughts like those are not relevant for the task at hand. What matters is seeing if his strength and stamina training will pay off or fall flat. Come at me bitch, come and eat this fist Usui whispers quietly to himself.
*While the vast majority of her energy was committed to sending Usui to the floor, Gail could detect a sliver of deception in his unusually stationary stance- She could feel a slight bit of deception in his countenance, but her decision to fling herself at the unflinching individual with all of her might! Before she could realize the error of her ways however, both would collide into one another in the center of the arena, sending the slender male spiraling backwards and catching the wily whirlwind stumbling sideways, before inevitably falling forward and onto Hira's surprisingly taut frame.*
"Hhhh..gotta..look out for that next time..." *The stunned hurricane muttered aloud, the gravity of the situation beginning to set in as she quietly shimmied her thick legs upwards, intentionally straddling her opponent's sides to keep him trapped beneath her top-heavy body. Feeling slightly mischievous, Gail decided to press her supple breasts directly against Hira's maw; perhaps a fair bit of tantalization would help shift the momentum of this fight in her favor.*
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I'm back to do stuff with friends. Bridges burned light the way forward~. All my characters, all in one place~
As if time stopped for a second and everything took on a quiet calm, the music in his ears going deaf and the onset of white noise playing through him. This is bad, he thinks, this is really, really bad. Struggling to get out from underneath her and without trying to touch her, he just has to get away. Every fiber of his being wants him to apologize for being unprofessional. This is not okay, he keeps thinking to himself. Modesty is the best policy. Two thoughts snapped to him.
1. Roll with it and use deceptive means to turn the tide./list]
2. Squeeze her boobs.
Deceptive means for a deceptive out. I've never touched a woman's breast before he mutters to himself as quietly as possible. Strategical deception is the right call. With a forceful grab, Usui grips Gail's breasts roughly, but with force to get her off and him to get back into his rhythm. They soft he giggles to himself.
