Kieda Uzai vs Trisha Andrews - Best of 3

[SubtleRoar]

"As expected~" *With a pompous flip of her hair, Kieda sprang to her feet, casually approaching an adjacent corner of the ring while scaling the top turnbuckle. The fierce look in her eyes indicative of her unrelenting fury, Kieda would inevitably utter the last words a majority of her opposition ever hears before their inevitable defeat.*

"I, little Trisha, am the fashion...and YOU are the victim!" *Cutting through the sky like a sharpened kenai, Kieda's limber physique gracefully somersaulted through the air before connecting with her favorite move, The Fashion Victim!*

*A reverberating* "THWUMP!" *Echoed across the packed arena, leading to the triumphant kunoichi to hook Trisha's closet leg while sporting a condescending smirk.* "Just give me a few seconds, please~" *Gazing down at her unresponsive foe, Kieda patiently waited for the moderator to declare her first victory!*

[Arjuna]

Now already on her back, Trisha was trying to regain her bearing, but it seemed that Kieda was going to climb up the turnbuckle for a finisher of hers. She tried her best to get her mind back in order, but she was too slow as Kieda leaped up into the air, somersaulting through the air before landing right on top of Trisha.

"UGGHHNN!!"

The sheer impact was too much for Trisha, and she couldn't muster enough strength to break out as Kieda went for the pin. The referee came and started counting for the pin after seeing Kieda hooking one of her legs. The state of breathlessness prevented Trisha from doing anything to kick out of the pinfall attempt.

"ONE!"

"TWO!"

[SubtleRoar]

*As the two numbers went by in a heartbeat, Kieda bundled Trisha closer to herself to try and keep her steady for the next, fleeting second until* "THREE! DING DING DING!" *In a flash, she had gone from potentially being mortified in front of thousands, to deftly toppling a formidable foe.* "Hmph, naturally~" *Completely relinquishing her competition, Kieda subsequently shifted herself sideways before flipping to her standing position.*

"Don't fret over it too much rookie; everyone loses to me eventually~" *Her cadence emanating a playful yet snarky tone, the triumphant fashionista casually turned towards the audience, balancing her upper body on the highest rope to allow her adoring fans to shower her with the praise she had proven she deserves.*

Spoiler

[Arjuna]

Trisha couldn't believe what was happening to her. It was the quickest pinfall after the start of the match for her, and it was a rather humiliating experience for her. She groaned as she would try to push herself up, still reeling from Kieda's move earlier. She could see that Kieda was celebrating her first fall in this match. In order to truly emerge victorious in this match, they needed to score two falls; either pinfall or submission. So far, Kieda had earned her first, and she would need to get another fall in order to cement her victory.

"Nnnghhh..." Trisha would get herself back up on her feet, almost buckling under her own weight. "T-too early to celebrate that. Y-you still need to get another fall from me to win this match..." She pointed out. The referee echoed her sentiment as she then asked Kieda whether she was ready for the second round. Trisha took this opportunity to catch her breath and recover, though she knew that she wouldn't be able to fully recover from her condition by the time the second round started.

So, Trisha would stand on her feet, trying to psyche herself up as she hopped on the balls of her feet, hoping that she would be lucky in the next round. Kieda had proven herself to be a dangerous foe, arrogance notwithstanding. No, she did earn the right to be that arrogant, though Trisha aimed to make her learn to not underestimate her. After all, she didn't train herself relentlessly just to be mocked and ridiculed like that. Her dusky complexion glistened due to her sweat, and she would then take her position to prepare herself for the next round.

[SubtleRoar]

*While waving towards her adoring public, Kieda heard the irksome voice of her opponent needlessly reminding her of the match stipulations. After a handful of the miscellaneous paparazzi snapped photos of her glorious figure she twirled around on her heels to connect with her face to face.* "Yes darling, I'm well aware of the rules regarding our little quarrel. If I'm being direct, the fact that you're still standing after that merciless thrashing I administered~" *As she began to stretch her shoulders out, the pompous model sashayed towards the center of the arena, her back straight and confidence through the roof after her first victory.*

*The presiding moderator glanced towards her, gesturing in her direction.* "Kieda, are you ready?" *He inquired, to which she retorted with* "As I'll ever be~" *While assuming a rather casual stance before turning to face her adversary, asking the same question to verify her wellbeing. However, as he did so the bluenette popped the edges of her knuckles in preparation for what would inevitably follow- Whatever latent anger Trisha was concealing beneath the surface would surely be on full display from here on out, persuading Kieda to be even more vigilant from this point forward.*

[Arjuna]

After recovering, Trisha returned to the center of the ring, once again facing Kieda. She huffed, focusing her mind for this round so that she could get herself a fall in order to even the odds. When the referee asked her if she was ready, Trisha nodded, and the second round then began.

And when the second round started, Trisha would surge forth, seemingly going for a lock up, but at the last second, the African-American wrestler would try to slip past Kieda, looking to get herself behind her, looking to wrap her arms around her waist and lock her up in a rear waist lock. Pressing her own ample bust against Kieda's back, Trisha would have her hands clasped together against the Fashion Assassin's belly, preparing herself to execute her next move as she gave her waist a squeeze.

[SubtleRoar]

*Watching for her confirmation, Kieda was slightly amused that Trisha opted to pantomime rather than verbal address the moderator.* "Awww. Darling, did I traumatize you into becoming a mute?" *The abundant snarkiness dripping from her cadence was deftly silenced by her astonishingly powerful hug!*

"Grrrrrhhh!?" *A blend of fear and befuddlement washed over The Aerial Silohuette, unable to immediately escape from the crippling pain she found herself in!* "Th..this is nothing!" *She proclaimed, rotating herself from side to side within her clutches while trying to snake her legs up and around her hips for a bodyscissors!*

"I..r..refuse to allow myself to be conquered by the likes of you!" *She boisterously snarled, attempting to lock both her hands and legs around the backside of Trisha's body, trying to force her to focus on the immediate anguish!*

Spoiler

[Arjuna]

Hugging Kieda from behind, Trisha noticed that her opponent had started rotating from side to side before she ended up having her front pressed against Kieda's. Then, the Fashion Assassin proceeded to wrap her arms and legs around Trisha's body, making it hard for the African American to focus on her move.

So, in her desperation, Trisha would try to fall forward, looking to send Kieda back first into the mat with an improvised spinebuster. She would make sure to release her body before impact in order to deal maximum damage on her body.

[SubtleRoar]

*Snarling and thrashing up against her captor to try and discombobulate her as best she could, Kieda would soon realize that her efforts were all in vain as she was introduced to the ground, back first!* "GGUAAAH!" *Her unprotected backside cracking against the canvas, leaving the otherwise spunky assassin writhing in agony!*

Spoiler

"Ggghhh..." *She murmured through faint suspirations, clinching and unfurling her fists to try and mitigate whatever damage she possibly could. While certainly not out of the contest by any means, she had been dealt a tremendous blow, and things seemed dire for The Fashion Assassin!*

[Arjuna]

Sending Kieda's body down with an improvised spinebuster, Trisha huffed slightly, trying to catch her breath. Shaking her head, she looked down at her opponent before she rose back up slightly while holding Kieda by her legs. From there, she was planning to hold each of her legs under her armpit before she started spinning, swinging Kieda's body around in a giant swing.

She knew that she would end up dizzy while doing this, but it would be an overall unpleasant sensation for her opponent as she performed the giant swing. Each time she made one full rotation, the crowd would count, and she was aiming to swing Kieda's body around for at least ten times before throwing her away so that she could tend on her dizziness.