A Match Unscheduled

[Devastated]

The two heavyweight fighters battle raged on, on the floor. Trashing, and jerking with sheer ferocity at each other's hair. They twisted and turned, thrusting their bodies together for control as they battled for the dominant spot. A hellacious catfight had truly erupted and neither woman seemed to have any ounce of desire to back off.

Pride and emotions were running high, from the way this encounter had begun. Jeanne was loathe to back down from this woman. She felt that forearm press against her shoulders as the twist of the hips of Airi, coupled with that pull of her hair. The grabbing of her long braid being used to drag her off from her top position as Airi managed to get on top of her!

As the stagehands came in and pulled them off of each other, Jeanne growled and hissed with fury, she was held back and pulled up to her feet...they had three people each to restrain the women, as they exchanged murderous glares and reached out for each other. Jeanne lunged and struggled to get back at Airi for a few moments. Fury had overtaken her much like Airi...but the words of the woman made it clear what she should do.

"OH YEAH?! I'M FAR FROM DONE WITH YOU, MYSELF!"

Jeanne barked back, her posture eased up and the stagehands didn't have to do much to restrain her anymore, but they still did. She tried to calm herself...

"You and me, in the ring. Right now!"

The Crusader issued her challenge, though more like a demand. At this point she didn't care what changes management would have to do to accommodate it. She was fully intending to get her hands on this woman in an official capacity, even if she would have to drag her to the ring herself.