L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Match Type: Standard

Renee would be in her locker room. She looked in the mirror and sighed to herself. It was a long time since she got a victory and was determined to get her victory tonight. She would not wait until the LAW staff knocked on her door to tell her that she’s queued to come out to the ring. She instead opened her door once the last match’s bell rung for the end. As she waited by the show curtain, her music started playing and would wait until the beat drop.

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Renee came out and would be met with cheering fans. She shook her head to get herself hyped up before taking in the crowd and walking down the ramp and into the ring. She stretched in the ring and would be looking at the ramp, waiting for her opponent to make her entrance.

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Gabriel would have been in the starting position by the time Renee made her entrance into the centre of the arena. Behind the entrance to the ramp you could hear the roar of the crowd cheering this other wrestler very well, and the Royal Viper would even be paying attention to what her eardrums were picking up to discern if she was a wrestler who was attending and giving high fives to her fans or if she was more stoic, perhaps amateur, or even if she might be another heel.

And there was nothing to take for granted as she took a sharp inhalation, then sank her shoulders slowly on the exhale. It was only a short time before it was her turn to go up, and as usual, her managers still made a point of letting her meet her opponents as soon as she stepped into the ring. The surprise was always her every time. Except this time her girlfriend decided to give her a little something she found out by accident: 'wear something tight'.

This information was nondescript and easy to take for other fetishistic senses. But perhaps it could mean that this opponent was inclined to be a shooter like her, and if so, having a garment that her opponent could hold on to might not be the smartest thing to do, and even she, who loves a challenge, would not be so indulgent as to make things easy for her opponent.

And when it was her turn to walk through the show curtain, she did so by subtly hopping, shaking her arms just enough to highlight her sculpted musculature before posing with one hand on her hip and letting herself be admired.

Gabriel's gear

After that her eyes flicked from nowhere to the ring, fixing on her opponent as the corner of her mouth lifted into a challenging, troubled smile. And she proceeded up the top ramp to attend to her with a graceful stride. The blonde didn't extend a finger to the hundreds of hands that wanted to reach out and high-five her, nor did she blink much - it was a bit cruel to be like that to the fans, but that's her way of letting it clear who she wants to please. Maybe in the future she'll be more lenient, but for now, she likes to leave them wanting more.

Renee would check out Gabriel and would look a bit disgusted. “Wow. Didn’t expect you to wear something tight for your match. Whatever. I just hope I don’t cause a wardrobe malfunction. People don’t wanna see what’s covered up, honey.”

Renee would walk to her corner and would wait for the bell to ring to begin the match. Once her opponent walked to her corner, the referee would start the match and Renee would walk to the center of the ring and would challenge Gabriel to a test of strength, holding up a hand for her to grab it. “Cmon Gabriel, let’s see what you got.”

Gabriel would give a snort plus a partial smile at what her opponent had to say about her gear. As she watches her from the distance that divides them, she would take the edge of her skirt and stretch it a few inches before releasing the hem and letting it return to her thigh in a gentle whip. So many things to say and Renee spits out her honest opinion, great! That tells Gabriel a lot more than her entire body.

When it came time to face each other, Gabriel didn't have the seconds to very slowly reach out her hands to take her opponent's hands in the test of strength. One hand at a time. But blonde's body wasn't so sluggish - it settled herself quickly so as not to fall victim to the eager opponent's strength and pump her own weight forward, emphasising her anchor-like hold and sizing Renee up. Always giving that characteristic smile of hers. As if everything they said to her slid off her skin without ever touching her temper and wanting to bring out more of that nasty side of Renee's personality.

"Oh, you really don't seem to know what you're wearing today, do you?" she remarked. "Or are you advising me because of something that happened to you with yours? ... Thank you!" She couldn't have sounded more obnoxious.

Renee chuckled as she continued to hold her hand up. She was planning something if she took the bait but would have great poker face.

“You’re pretty funny for someone that has her panty straps showing. You sure you aren’t going to moon me and these lovely people? Eh, would be a better alternative for this crowd than seeing you wrestle.”

Renee then waited for her opponent to make her move, if she were to accept the rest of strength, she would do her iconic trick of lifting up her opponents arm to start the rest of strength before using her free hand to slap her opponent in the face, catching them off guard.

Gabriel was a fool, she knew well that she was being provoked to get out of her depth and win - she does that too - so, to size up the woman in front of her, she decided to take her out of her comfort zone by not responding to her to see how she would lash out accordingly. Maybe and possibly Renee is one of those fighters who surprises her.

She too reached out her hand to shake with that of her opposite, seeking to play along and study her before seeing how to tear her apart, which left Gabriel sold to her opponent! For Steinhauser lifted the link between them suddenly, drawing her in and slapping her in the face with hers free hand!

A movement that turned the queen's face to her shoulder and left her wide-eyed, reset and motionless as a statue. Processing what had just happened. And with her hand still clasped around Renee's fiercely. Only the noise of the crowd echoed in Gabriel's head like static. 'Of all places, was that really where she'd just been hit?' Her mind doesn't accept that. "You... You've just -!"

Renee would let go of her hand and backed up, flipping her off in the process. “What’s wrong GAYbriel? Didn’t expect me to slap the shit out of you on the word go?” Renee was feeling herself as she taunted Gabriel, wanting to use her anger against her and see how she’ll react.

Gabriel had become an angry statue staring at the floor at her side, processing that importunate blow as her opponent turned it over and Renee continued to work on igniting that temper.

Words could escalate in anyone's mind under these circumstances, it didn't take someone with the grace and meticulousness of an orator to get someone to turn red, and the raven-haired wrestler wasn't doing much to disguise her pleasure at whipping the other woman's fine face into the centre of the escalating fun, either, and with and with what she was working even the most patient would frown at the very least. And Gabriel was not undaunted.

Slowly the blonde straightened up again, deaf to the noise and blind to the grimaces; her head was straight again, and her eyes looked at no one but Renegade at all times. She had hit the jackpot.

"Do not do that again," and a word of advice from Gabriel in addition.
This blonde's fists were clenched and ready, though she wouldn't raise them, not yet. She would rather hear Renee's acceptance or understanding of what it might mean to touch her face again.

Renee would get into a fighting stance again as she taunted her to come at her. This was something Renee was planning to do. She already made Gabriel angry and she was now planning to utilize her anger against her.

Once Gabriel went to attack Renee, she would duck under it and once Gabriel turned around, Renee taunted her again. She was being very agile but also very cocky with her opponent.

“What’s wrong Gabriel? Your face too beautiful for me to mess up? By the looks of things, I’ve improved your ugly face by doing that. My hand print plastered on your face makes a great censor bar.” Renee was really trying to get under her opponents skin. She was being a bit obnoxious now as it seemed like Renee was winning both the mental and physical battle in the ring.

Renee might have a point, Gabriel's face had become empress-like - outlined and with eyes on the verge of glowing with that captivating gleam. Though, tragically, Gabriel had such a cutting, stoic demeanour right now that many would shut up on their own if they were to look her straight in the eyes - though the idiots seemed to be immune.

Although contrary to what the public may think, she is not yet losing her temper. She may not have be a wrestler with the most - within the law - stellar record, but it wasn't the first or the last time someone would try to drive her out of her wits - and unfortunately for the other one, Gabriel was realising that she and Renee were in the same line of development in terms of tactics. And Gabriel could see that all too well. So much so that she could categorise Renee as very confident and brazen in the application of her tongue and this, its was perfect for what she was going to do to her.

The queen tilted her beautiful face down, shading her already menacing eyes as she squared her fists at nose level and tempered her abdomen, whilst beginning to apply light footwork.

Gabriel had hoped to employ this manner in an MMA match, but truth is, the Renegade more than earned it - approaching her somewhat demurely, she would pretend to be calculating and preparing for deliver a straight punch, before changing plans and shrinking her entire body to give a sweep at the feet of the other woman to seeking destabilize her!

Following, Gabriel by reached out to Renee's forehead to grab her by the hair and bend her down as she lifts herself up with a powerful leap, looking to drive her knee into her abdomen to give her a lesson on 'how to use her words,' if she connected that hard blow. According to her.

"What was it you were saying? Excuse me, I can't hear you right now." she couldn't have sounded more condescending.