Charlotte F. Vs Cecilia L. - Growing Ambition

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Charlotte as ever really gave her all when delivering her patented, yet debuting Foster Bomb; her figure hitting Cecilia's in such a way that she effectively bounced off the girl. Her hands and legs coming out to steady herself and avoid having her frame fly off Cecilia's as if it were a trampoline, as what came next she felt to be natural.

Reaching down, Charlotte opted for the most standard and clean of pins, with her hands hugging Cecilia's nearest leg and near enough pointing it to the sky. Her own shoulders pressing sideways on, Charlotte shut her eyes as the referee slid into position, raising her own hand to begin a pinfall count and see if this bout was over.

Regardless of how much energy Cecilia had afterwards, if Charlotte's foe kicked out, the sumo of justice would be in a tough spot to say the least. Even if Cecilia remained to the ground after doing so, Charlotte didn't know if she had the strength in her for another big move that would do what her Foster Bomb could not.

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A hoarse, choked gag escaped Cecilia's ragged throat as she was left flat on the mat, staring up into space. Her ponytail lay at her side, and her arms and legs lay out flat around her, as if she had been squashed flat by an unstoppable force - which, in all fairness, she had. Even after Charlotte had left her, she was still struggling to take in breath; she gasped and coughed, spraying a few particles of spittle into the air as she tried desperately to hold in air. This was it, Cecilia thought to herself - as much as she could think much of anything, with her head spinning as much as it was. She had been trying this entire match to avoid being crushed by Charlotte's weight, but her luck had run out.

As the sumo got down to hook Cecilia's leg, the smaller woman offered little resistance, staring up at the lights with a glazed and glossy stare. The referee slid in closer, her hand raising and slapping against the mat as she began to count. "One! Two!! THREE!!!"

The bell rang, bringing the match to a close, as the ref girl got down to hold Charlotte back up with her arm in the air. "Here is your winner, CHARLOTTE FOSTER!" And all the while, even as the crowd cheered on the victor, all Cecilia could do was lay there dazed.

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Charlotte closed her eyes, on edge as the referee counted in what was to be her win. The seconds passed by as if they were minutes, with Charlotte's breathing picking up all the way. The moment the third call was made, Charlotte slumped, letting that leg that she gripped free as she rolled along Cecilia.

"Ahhh...vi..victory..." She'd mutter to herself, off Cecilia after a inadvertently squashing down on her from rolling into empty space, with the sumo slowly making her way to a kneeling posture. Hands to her thighs as she took in breath, eyes to the crowd whom seemed to be pleased with her effort and the show in general!

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Slowly but surely, even after eating a Foster Bomb, Cecilia was beginning to come to her senses. She took in a few breaths, and blinked before she started to push herself back up - and, immediately after, she was squashed once again as Charlotte rolled back over her. "GAAH-!" she wheezed, the air knocked out of her by the pressure as she once again fell. Charlotte, though, had gotten back on her knees, and was taking in the cheers and applause from the crowd as the match had ended, with her proclaimed the winner.

A win Cecilia rightfully deserved, she thought. Gritting her teeth in between gasps, Cecilia tried to crawl away from Charlotte, staring daggers back at her as she retreated toward the ropes. "Imbecile..." she hissed from the corner. "You just got lucky-!" Unable to accept that her own hubris had cost her the match, Cecilia was left staring her opponent down with a withering gaze. Of course, she was still too winded to do anything else, let alone even get out of the ring!

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Where as Cecilia slid her way to the corner, Charlotte held her ground in the centre of the ring. When she finally got to her feet, her pose was one straight out of a manga. Her arms flexed either side of her and raised, with the biggest of grins to bare.

"The sumo prevails once again!" She'd roar out, purposefully forgetting prior losses as to not lose this moment in sorrow, before she heard a voice to her side. She didn't like Cecilia, not even remotely in personality, but Charlotte wasn't the sort to make things personal. That, and the close bout had undoubtedly made her stronger, which was something Charlotte always enjoyed.

"You did well..!" She'd smile, shooting Cecilia a honesty, tooth-filled grin with one eye in partial wink as the other stayed open. A thumb extending in Cecilia's direction, whilst the other hand stayed closed against her hip. She knew for a fact Cecilia wouldn't respond kindly to it. But she did it nonetheless.

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It was admirable that Charlotte would be willing to extend a gesture of good sportsmanship to her opponent even after she had defeated her, as she praised Cecilia for her effort in the match. But, rather predictably, Cecilia was less impressed. She scowled back at the sumo wrestler, crossing her arms as she spat at the ground in her direction in a show of spite. Cecilia did not enjoy losing, nor did she enjoy being shown up - and she was certainly taking the victory celebrations from Charlotte as a most annoying humiliation, her eys narrowing in a glare.

Slowly but surely, she lifted herself back on her legs, staggering on uneasy footing, and shot one look back at Charlotte before she would leave the ring. "Oh, fuck off," was all she muttered in response. Even someone as conceited as Cecilia wouldn't deign to accept praise from an opponent, and she tossed her head from side to side to show it. Then, having said her part, she went to slip out through the ropes and make her way backstage, her strides stiff and aching. She still didn't care to be here any longer.

Winner by Pinfall: Charlotte Foster