Silver Like a Spider's Web: Keiko Yamamura vs Emelie de Toussaint

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Keiko Yamamura, the 'Silver Lynx' vs the 'Spider Lily', Emelie de Toussaint
Match Type: "Standard."
Win by scoring a pinfall of three seconds on the opponent, forcing a wrestler to submit, or knocking the wrestler out. Additionally, if a wrestler remains outside the ring for too long, they will be disqualified after a ten count. Furthermore, if a wrestler performs an illegal move and is caught in the act by the in-ring official, they will be disqualified.
Standard rules - DQs, Count-outs, and the submission or pinfall MUST happen within the confines of the ring.

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"...Entering first, hailing from Toulouse, France...standing at 5'0 and weighing in at 110 lbs...THE DEADLY 'SPIDER LILY'...EMELIE DE TOUSSAINT!!!!"


Emelie would enter with that cold, calculating personality of hers, glancing around the arena with contempt and disinterest as she made her way down to the ring, flaunting her figure off as Rose Gold taught her, playing into the untapped potential of her feminine wiles paired with that ice-cold demeanor of hers, leaving everyone frozen in fear yet captivated by her coldhearted charms, petrified after falling into the clutches of the Spider Lily's webbing. The white-haired Frenchwoman would enter the ring, reclining against the ropes for another sensual pose as she bent backward, tilting her head back to look at the camera while partly upside-down, staring into the souls of all who would dare to gaze into the abyss of the judoka's eyes.

Afterward, Emelie would move over to her corner, waiting patiently for the arrival of her opponent...one she had been studying quite thoroughly in the last few weeks...the Silver Lynx, Keiko Yamamura.

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[Bare]

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"Entering next... From Tokyo, Japan Standing at 5'5 and weighing in at 147 lbs... the Silver Lynx... Keikooooo Yamamuraaaaa!!!"

It was rather nice having such a loud and proud entrance, complete finally with her entrance theme. Something so small yet so big feeling in terms of Keiko's confidence as she stepped out from the back, smiling out at the crowd and waving as they cheered back for her. Too say that she had made a good impression with the LAW audience was an understatement. In both her past matches against Alena and Carmelita respectively Keiko had won them over with just skilled and passionate she could be when motivated. Now she just wanted to keep proving to them they were right to support her.

Making her way down the ramp with a steady gait she would continue smiling and even high fived a few fans on her way down the ramp towards the ring. Hopping onto it and stepping through the ropes with no real frills or fanciness she would stand tall int he ring, looking elegant and confident.. But then her eyes met her opponent's and a chill ran through her spine. A familiar chill, like she had seen before in her first match. "You... were you at my first match?" Keiko asked in confusion as she stepped towards her foe, trying to recall if they had ever met or if she'd done anything to warrant such intensity from the girl!

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"Correct-...and you're surprised, why?" Emelie responded coldly, not taking her chilling gaze off Keiko's confused face. "I'd be a fool if I didn't study the competition...especially when said competition consists of a renowned martial artist such as yourself. I'm well aware of who you are, Keiko-...you're accomplished, talented, and very impressive." She said. "But your performance against that half-wit left a lot to be desired. I merely stepped out to see what all the fuss was about, to see you in action with my own eyes, instead of the cherry-picked snippets from the footage showcasing you as some 'premier' talent. I must say, I was thoroughly underwhelmed, and quite frankly-...severely disappointed. I was under the assumption that there might be an equal for me to clash within this division. Someone I can test myself against in order to demonstrate the superiority of my mentor's teachings...but you're a far cry from being MY equal-...and it won't be worth the effort to show the extensive arsenal of skills I possess against you tonight." She said rather dismissively.

"Perhaps I was wrong to assume that you were the better sibling...perhaps booking a match against your sister would've proven a better test to measure my improvement." Emelie said, her cruel, calculated words cutting into Keiko like a surgical scalpel...each sentence being delivered with an aptly precise and sharp execution as she played a bit of mental warfare against the Silver Lynx.

[Bare]

Keiko's hunch was right on the money. Emelie was the mysterious and dare she say dangerous gaze that had locked against her during her debut and it was that same gaze that was locked on her now so naturally Keiko wanted an explanation and she got one. "I see... well terribly sorry to disappoint." Keiko said in a tone that was not at all apologetic as her gaze narrowed into a more serious and determined one, not liking the way this girl spoke to her or looked at her.

The final straw however would come when Emelie talked about her sister, daring to say that Kaori was the better sibling. Almost immediately afterwards Keiko's bangs shadowed over her eyes which were now focused on Emelie with a gaze that could only be described as heat incarnate while her fists tightened into balls of fury at her sides. "Referee... please ring the bell." Keiko said in a barely contained voice to the referee who quickly turned to do just that!

DING DING!

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Emelie's words had clearly struck a nerve. Good. That means her plan was working...a double-edged sword of a strategy, but effective nonetheless. An angry fighter was dangerous but sloppy. For every punch or kick that could knock the Frenchwoman out into next month, there was an opening for her to exploit, some overlooked detail that Keiko would be too enraged to notice or care about. Those details would be the tiny chinks in Keiko's armor that the Spider Lily would look to exploit, infecting her foe's mind and slowly taking over until she could bend and break the woman to her will...all according to her mentor's masterful teachings. After the bell rang, Emelie would continue to taunt her foe, trying to get her to initiate things, stoking the fires of her heart and soul with that venom-laced tongue of hers.

"Going to pounce, Lynx? Or are you afraid of being caught in my web? An astute observation, if I'm correct, but regardless of who makes the first move, your fate was sealed the moment the bell rang..." She said, her cold gaze meeting that fiery look in Keiko's eyes, uncaring and unbothered by the sheer rage radiating in her stance. Emelie would continue to circle around the ring, seemingly ready to strike at a moment's notice, throwing out all sorts of minor tells and feints, trying to keep Keiko on her toes. This dance was slow, ice-cold, and methodical...one stray movement could spell the end for either woman in a near instant. Tensions were high, and the margin for error was egregiously slim.

[Bare]

It was exceedingly rare for Keiko to meet someone who angered her as much as her little sister, her normally saint like patience being more than enough to handle those who were less than kind and worst case scenario she would just walk away. But this was a match, there was no walking away, and Emelie did her homework to know just what to say to get under Keiko's skin. Obviously it was a part of a strategy. Keiko knew that, but it didn't make her words any less irritating and unfortunately she would just keep pushing Keiko's buttons even as two circled one another.

Clenching her fist even tighter Keiko wouldn't be able to contain herself any longer. "Grrr shut up!" Keiko shouted as she suddenly burst forward explosively, ignoring the false tells of her opponent and abandoning the restraint she normally showed in matches. Swinging her fists forward Keiko would throw a lightning fast jab combination at Emelie's head, trying to nail her with at least punch. If it didn't work however Keiko would end off her furious assault with what looked like a big haymaker, only to pivot at the last moment and twist her body while raising her leg for a round house kick at the French woman's side!

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Emelie could FEEL the intensity coming off Keiko's gaze...from the way the Lynx moved to how she spoke, every action was coated with furious rage, and it was about to be unleashed. Following the Frenchwoman's last statement, Keiko EXPLODED forward with a flurry of jabs, each one seemingly faster and harder than the last. Emelie was impressed at the level of control Keiko had, but there were still clear errors in her movements, and Emelie would promptly exploit without fail...She dodges and deflects the punches, knocking them away with relative ease and minimal effort, looking unconvinced and unimpressed with that stoic look on her face, as if to say...'Are you going to quit wasting my time and YOUR stamina?'...All the while, she kept a track on her foe's lower half as well, trying to keep all of Keiko in her field of vision just in case...

And that's when she saw it, a big wind-up...like a fake...a risky play for both women, but who would be the unfortunate soul to fold? That question would be answered swiftly as Emelie ducked the Roundhouse Kick, dropping low and staring at Keiko with a different expression, one far more disdainful and questioning. "Really?" She muttered, letting Keiko's leg sail over her head, letting the Lynx's momentum carry her around, forcing her to turn her back to her foe, where at which point, Emelie would move in with a kick of her own, aiming it at the back of Keiko's knee to throw her off balance after slipping behind her!

[Bare]

Keiko very, very rarely allowed her emotions to dictate her behavior in a match but this was a rare exception where she couldn't help herself. Emelie's words just infuriated her to no end and pushed her to want to do whatever she could to try and knock that smile off of her face. As a result she unleashed a furious barrage of attacks, trying to catch her early on, but Emelie was too fast and evasive to tag with these simple attacks, even as Keiko turned and tried to bring her leg up it missed terribly! Hearing Emelie's one word response to it as well didn't do anything for Keiko's building rage.

But it would have to wait as Keiko then felt her leg attacked from behind, knocking her down to the mat and making her wince in pain before glaring up at Emelie from her place on the mat. "Ngh! Shut up!" Keiko shouted up at Emelie, scooting forward with her elbows and bringing her legs up to wrap around her foe's limbs, turning on her hips and twisting her legs to try and take Emelie's base out from under her and knock her down to the mat! If Keiko was successful in this than she would try and push herself up to try and straddle Emelie, trying to do something she rarely ever did and unleash a ground and pound on Emelie!

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Keiko had fury in her eyes, and she was out for Emelie's head. The anger in her voice told Emelie many things...and Emelie felt it in her arms and fists as she blocked punch after punch. She also felt it in her heart...was this too far? It was simple mental warfare, something she had devised based on the tutelage of her mentor, Rose Gold. She wasn't aware of how deep that cut would have gone; she simply knew of the intelligence behind Keiko and her siblings' terse relationship.

But it seems that those ties run deeper than anticipated...instead of simply being jealous of her sister, it seemed that Keiko's anger stemmed from something far deeper and rotten. And now, Emelie was on the receiving end of it...in her mind, she wondered if Keiko saw flashes of her sister's face between the many punches she was throwing at Emelie. Was she fighting the Frenchwoman? Or her devilish sister?

Meanwhile, back in reality, Emelie was defending against as many punches as she could, though her arms were already beginning to hurt and ache. So, with a well-timed dodge, she'd move her head out of harm's way and quickly pop Keiko in the nose with a left jab to knock her back, knowing it'd be the best at disorienting her and getting her to back off...like how one would do with a shark. However, to Emelie, the Lynx was not a dangerous beast of the ocean...she was an oversized house cat waiting to be 'domesticated' by a superior foe.

After escaping Keiko's clutches, the Frenchwoman would roll to her feet, dusting herself off with a look of annoyance in her eyes. Emelie stared at her opponent with irritation instead of ambivalence. "Make me." She challenged, ushering Keiko to come at her again. However, when the Lynx moved even the slightest bit, Emelie would lunge in to cut her off as she was committing to something else. She wanted to continuously throw Keiko's rhythm off, and so she'd suddenly LEAP at the woman with a flying knee, aiming to catch her by surprise with her surprising levels of agility and speed. After all, Emelie was a judoka, a grappler...there's no way she was THAT proficient in striking, right...?

[Bare]

Keiko was mad, well and truly mad and all she wanted to do was to make Emelie shut up. 'Why is she doing this? is it just for the match? Why would anyone be that cruel?' Keiko thought to herself as she glared at her French opponent before finally moving in again, the smaller woman's challenging attitude towards her pushing her the rest of the way as she charged at her. Unfortunately however this seemed to be a part of another one of Emelie's plans as Keiko would soon take a pre emptive knee right to her gut! "Guh!" Keiko cried out in pain from the blow, actually ending up spitting out a bit spit from the impact.

Stumbling back immediately and holding her abs in pain Keiko would take short, shallow breaths. Trying to regain her breathing and sense of balance, but she knew she couldn't rest or let her guard down. Emelie wasn't the type to allow such a thing. As such despite the pain and breathlessness she was in Keiko would try and rush in again, taking advantage of her hunched over posture and dropping down further, pivoting on her foot and swinging her leg around as she did so in a effort to try and catch Emelie with a leg sweep to try and knock her opponent clear over!