L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

An eventful brawl that cumulated in a knockout to signal the end of round one, Vega was enjoying the thrill of the match so far and thought that maybe a dash of light-hearted trash talk would further spice it up. To her delight, Eris soon woke up and quickly got to her feet, albeit seemingly in a groggy cloud by the sounds of the groans. Time for round two!

Vega, all smiles, began to circle her opponent when she realized that maybe her stunt was not received the way she thought it was going to go, with Eris glaring at her, face almost as red as her hair in bewilderment. Maybe this wasn’t the best idea. Awkward.

“Uhh...yeah. It was part of the rules...remember?” Vega pivoted quickly to think of something. “Better keep up or you may be soon missing something else” she followed through with a chuckle.

Vega wasn't sure if Eris would buy her ad-lib but she was hoping she would play along. However, she wasn't expecting a sudden friendly shift by her initial reaction so she moved forward to give a firm shove towards the redhead's chest.

Eris woke up a little surprised and shocked to have been undressed while she was knocked out. She was angry but in a different way than usual, she wasn't angry enough to lunge at her opponent like a wild animal, at least before Vega explained to her the reason why she was a pantyhose.

"The...Rules?..."

Eris got up slowly and silently, a silence that did not bode well because Eris was getting more and more angry. She may have just lost consciousness but she didn't remember her conditions, she was even rather against this kind of thing so why would she have accepted a match like this? It was simple, for her, Vega was lying to her and making fun of her!

"DO YOU THINK I'M STUPID ?!"

Eris exploded in rage like she was a few minutes ago and threw herself at Vega using the couch as a springboard, gaining height thanks to the latter to hit Vega with a Dropkick to her chest.

Vega saw from the deepening rage expressed on Eris's face that her playful quip was not received well at all. But she was too far in now to stop goading the fiery redhead.

“Heh. Maybe just a b...”

Vega's words were interrupted as she caught a pair of feet to her chest, sending her stumbling backwards until she felt her calves bump into the edge of the wooden coffee table. Despite flailing her arms out she could not stop her momentum from carrying herself further and falling backwards. With a fairly loud crash the cheap particleboard table snapped in half underneath Vega's weight and left her laying on her back, nestled in pain between the two halves.

Vega gasped out to cry out in agony, but nothing other than a dull groan could muster itself out as the pain shot up her back and left her frozen on the floor.