Re: Wyvern (D) vs. Alizeh Mirdori
Posted: Wed May 11, 2022 2:29 pm
After tapping out, Wyvern just let herself sink down against the canvas, her exhaustion and pain winning out over any desire to keep herself in a more dignified position. She didn't even have the energy to wince as her battered leg dropped against the canvas after Alizeh let go of the Emerald Twilight, as the sharp pain of the impact intermingled with the relief from no longer having the limb hyperextended in the painfully effective hold. She felt rather than saw Alizeh drop to the canvas next to her, gasping to refill her lungs, and took a small degree of satisfaction from knowing that she had pushed her first opponent to the absolute limits, even if she hadn't managed to pull out a win.
Damn. I guess this really is the big leagues. For a moment Wyvern's thoughts were wistful, even disappointed, but the match had been everything she'd wanted and more out of her competitors. This was what she had been missing back home. She turned her head down, pressing her forehead against the canvas to hide the small, genuine smile creeping over her face. This is going to be so much fun. As Alizeh stood up for the referee to formally recognize her win, Wyvern composed herself and began painfully rolling away towards the ropes. She wasn't the type of person to intrude on another's spotlight if she could avoid it, and she didn't begrudge Alizeh the desire to celebrate her win. She'd certainly earned it.
Thus, when Alizeh returns to her fallen opponent, she finds that Wyvern has already flipped herself onto her back, and is in the middle of winding up for another rotation when her eyes meet Alizeh's. There's a brief flash of confusion across her face, but she quickly recovers herself and stares at the offered hand for a few moments. Rather than taking it immediately, Wyvern sits up. "Tssssss..." With a hiss of pain, Wyvern manages to get her good leg under her and force herself up to her feet, avoid putting any pressure on the leg Alizeh had previously brutalized. Still eyeing the offered hand somewhat hesitantly, the debuting wrestler ultimately takes it, giving a single, firm handshake, but not immediately letting go. "Don't think this is over." Between her blank tone and severe resting bitch face, the words might seem like a threat. Behind her eyes, though, there's a complete lack of malice. Respect, satisfaction...and maybe a hint of anticipation.
Damn. I guess this really is the big leagues. For a moment Wyvern's thoughts were wistful, even disappointed, but the match had been everything she'd wanted and more out of her competitors. This was what she had been missing back home. She turned her head down, pressing her forehead against the canvas to hide the small, genuine smile creeping over her face. This is going to be so much fun. As Alizeh stood up for the referee to formally recognize her win, Wyvern composed herself and began painfully rolling away towards the ropes. She wasn't the type of person to intrude on another's spotlight if she could avoid it, and she didn't begrudge Alizeh the desire to celebrate her win. She'd certainly earned it.
Thus, when Alizeh returns to her fallen opponent, she finds that Wyvern has already flipped herself onto her back, and is in the middle of winding up for another rotation when her eyes meet Alizeh's. There's a brief flash of confusion across her face, but she quickly recovers herself and stares at the offered hand for a few moments. Rather than taking it immediately, Wyvern sits up. "Tssssss..." With a hiss of pain, Wyvern manages to get her good leg under her and force herself up to her feet, avoid putting any pressure on the leg Alizeh had previously brutalized. Still eyeing the offered hand somewhat hesitantly, the debuting wrestler ultimately takes it, giving a single, firm handshake, but not immediately letting go. "Don't think this is over." Between her blank tone and severe resting bitch face, the words might seem like a threat. Behind her eyes, though, there's a complete lack of malice. Respect, satisfaction...and maybe a hint of anticipation.