L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

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Moira had quite the curious look to her face, at least, a look curious for one fitting her nature and previous appearances before the masses. After emerging with her usual vibrant energy, kisses and waves given a plenty to the crowd, Moira now found herself leaning to the ropes with a serious gaze fixated on the entrance ramp. Atop her figure, laid a new attire; one that almost made the crowd believe that before them, lay not a giant whose only interest was to smother and kiss all those who came against her, but a woman whom actually looked ready to wrestle!

For indeed, in a rare turn of events, Moira found herself in quite the competitive mood. A previous interaction in-ring with her fellow giant, Yuna, had lead Moira to question what had things been like had she gone serious from the outset.

A question that would be answered today, for her opponent for the evening, would be facing a very serious, professional-esque giant in-ring!

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Davina looked at herself in the mirror, expression as focused as ever as she prepared herself for a match against an incredibly large opponent in Moira. It was her first time facing someone from the heavyweight division and she knew that she would be in a struggle in order to compensate for the large weight disadvantage. Nonetheless, Davina smacked her cheeks together and steeled herself for the match as she made her way towards the ring.

Passing through the curtains, the crowds cheers for the focused martial artist was noticeably louder than before, no doubt in part to the visual progression of her skills as a wrestler over the past couple of matches. Bare feet climbed the steel steps and Davina stepped into the ring, greeting the crowd with a short bow and wave before facing the giantess before her.

Moira barely moved as Davina made her entrance. She never really had to be up close to get a feel for the size of her opponents, unless on the rare occasion they were actually bigger than her.

Davina had a form, pace, and perhaps most significantly, a figure to her that told Moira that regardless of what she herself did, this would be a serious match on Davina's part. A lucky thing it was that for perhaps this day only, Moira was intending to push herself as the same!

Giving a smile and a nod as her arms remained crossed, Moira took a few steps towards the centre of the ring, with her eyes to the referee in preparation of this match starting.

Davina met Moira in the center of the ring, having to crane her neck up as she stared eye to eye against the larger woman. Davina was swarfed in both height and weight, an uphill battle was about to start yet the striker was undettered. Silently, Davina extended a hand for a shake: a sign of respect that Davina wanted to show before the bell rang.

Moira smirked a little, but was quick to accept that handshake. Rather than close in and whisper as she usually did, her words never came, nor did the lean, as Moira kept things professional. With a simple upwards and downwards motion on Davina's mitt, Moira parted ways from her foe and a satisfied referee. The bell soon being rung, as the giant raised her hands to prepare for a proper match-up!

Davina had heard many things about Moira, mainly of how the heavyweight was a known flirt yet Davina saw none of the rumored traits being displayed. She saw a woman who was seeking out competition which lit a fire in Davina's chest. Slapping her cheeks to psych herself up, the bell rang and Davina stepped towards Moira with a cautious gait before throwing a quick kick to the woman's thick legs to test her guard.

Moira knew that when the smaller woman came in, if she wanted to strike, she'd pretty much land it without response. Moira could have pulled back, or thrown her own leg out to check the kick, but she knew that in near all her encounters she would not be remotely close to being in the speed game against her foe. This was no different, if anything emphasised, as Davina swung in her leg to connect with Moira's leg rather easily indeed.

Shaking her leg but once as she tried to push past it, Moira's long arms reached out for a grip of Davina ideally before she could fully pull away, in an effort to make a start on keeping this girl close, where speed would be no factor.

The kick landed without resistance and Davina quickly realized that this was part of Moira's plan as the larger woman took the chance to lunge forwards in an effort to lock the martial artist into a grapple. Davina would look to make Moira pay by unleashing a volley of punches that targeted the heavyweight's exposed belly, feeling each fist dig into the skin.

Moira's hands came out far, with the brunette almost resisting the urge for them to go further and wrap Davina in one of her patented embraces. The temptation was definitely there, but even Moira knew doing such would be the definition of unwise. Davina would have likely beaten her blue by the looks of her.

Not that she certainly didn't try regardless.

With a fist driving deep into her gut, Moira took a small step back before forcing herself forward. Lowering one arm as a means to try and stifle another clean shot, Moira was breathing audibly as her other arm came up and around. It wasn't quite the clinch she wanted, but that half-headlock of hers would serve to pay the bills as it were, as the rest of Moira's big frame followed in. Naturally, with her big bust leading the charge, as the brunette sought to pull Davina's cheek against it, as to wrench the headlock more formally.

All the while that other arm stayed low regardless of how the headlock went, to soothe the ache already built in her curvy tummy.

Davina looked to rebuff Moira's attempt at a lock-up with several stiff jabs to the stomach, but the larger woman was not to be easily swayed as wrapped a thick arm around Davina's head. The smaller woman let out a grunt as she was suddenly trapped between an arm and Moira's well-endowed chest as she now had to contend with the idea of possibly being suffocated via headlock.