Re: Crimson Legacy vs. Bambi and Thumper - Odd Man Out
Posted: Mon May 04, 2026 1:22 am
Ugh. Alex, frankly, hated this part of the match. The ‘showing off’ phase.
She knew it wouldn’t be forever. She knew her girlfriend would get things together and take control of the match in the way she knew she could. This was just her way of getting a feel for the opponent, stretching her legs, gathering data. It made sense.
It was also her way of getting under Alex’s skin and ticking her off. Or trying to. That was the point of that cute little slap, she was sure.
She just groan and tried her best to ignore it for the moment, as the two little speed demons continued their duel. Unfettered, Makie came in again to meet Betty, with what looked like a clothesline at first - of course, she couldn't do anything so simple. Instead, it was a feint and one that she bit on. By the time she’d turned around to face the joshi, it was too late, and she got snagged by the woman’s legs for her trouble.
Betty was pulled forward, hard, and would’ve wound up on her back if not for a little mid-air trickery. She didn’t fight the momentum; she rolled with it, turning the toss into a flip and landing daintily on her feet. She kept running from there to the corner, where she scrambled up the pads, flipped off the top, and attempted to come crashing down on Makie with a Moonsault Press.
She knew it wouldn’t be forever. She knew her girlfriend would get things together and take control of the match in the way she knew she could. This was just her way of getting a feel for the opponent, stretching her legs, gathering data. It made sense.
It was also her way of getting under Alex’s skin and ticking her off. Or trying to. That was the point of that cute little slap, she was sure.
She just groan and tried her best to ignore it for the moment, as the two little speed demons continued their duel. Unfettered, Makie came in again to meet Betty, with what looked like a clothesline at first - of course, she couldn't do anything so simple. Instead, it was a feint and one that she bit on. By the time she’d turned around to face the joshi, it was too late, and she got snagged by the woman’s legs for her trouble.
Betty was pulled forward, hard, and would’ve wound up on her back if not for a little mid-air trickery. She didn’t fight the momentum; she rolled with it, turning the toss into a flip and landing daintily on her feet. She kept running from there to the corner, where she scrambled up the pads, flipped off the top, and attempted to come crashing down on Makie with a Moonsault Press.