Yuki Nakamura vs Lily Belle (Standard)

Match Type: Standard
Win Conditions: Best of 3 Falls
Rules: Pin, submission, KO, ring-out; all count for 1 fall

In her customary sports bra and spandex shorts Lily Belle stretched out in the 'wings' just out of view of the audience at the top of the entrance ramp. Bending down to grab her ankles she stared at her bare feet, wiggling her coral painted toes. Here she was again, preparing for another Tension match. Who was in charge of booking her, really? Shouldn't she be managing herself? Perhaps somebody saw a headshot of her with her short hair and thought she was a pretty boy and added her to the roster... No matter, time to go out and improv with whoever she was facing tonight. Normally she did a little research on her opponents, but the name was new so there wasn't anything in the AFW archives yet. Nakamura something or other... another Japanese boy.

Swinging her arms across her chest and bouncing upon her toes she went through the last of her warm ups before the house lights dropped and the first raw riffs of Motorhead's "Love can't buy you money" came over the PA. Jeez, if she was gonna keep wrestling she should probably invest in a proper costume; or maybe just fight in her pencil skirt, pantyhose, and silk blouse. Ya' know, play up the whole American business woman angle. Smiling with affected confidence she came skipping down the ramp to the cheers of the crowd. They weren't specifically excited to see her, but she would accept the police applause donated to the opening act. Waving excitedly to the fans she decided to play a little lascivious and enter the ring with a little spice this time.

Grabbing the bottom rope Lily pulled herself up into a kneeling posture on the apron. Then, laying herself back she spread her knees and undulated her soft and supple body to almost slither in beneath the ropes much to the crowd's delight. Springing to her feet she took a swooping bow, quite pleased with herself, and assumed a casual stance at a far corner of the ring to await whatever sort of monstrous dude they matched her up with this time.

The lights dimmed dramatically as fog rolled onto the ramps. Yuki took a deep breath, a little nervous after her fiasco of a debut against Killer King. Hopefully whoever she was facing would be a more balance opponent.

(Entrance Music)

Taking her slow measured steps toward the arena, with her cloak and hood hiding her features from the crowd, she tried to focus on the match. To her surprise, she found the crowd applauding her, cheering her on. Apparently she was gaining a little bit of a following dispite her loss.

After climbing the steps into the ring, the music picked up, and on cue, Yuki whipped away her cloak, revealing her in her MMA top and tight shorts, both pure snow white to match her hair. Her blue eyes landed on her opponent, and for a moment it caught her off guard.

Spoiler:

She thought she would be facing another guy, and yet here was a girl about her size in front of her. A light blush covered Yuki's face, 'Well she does look really cute...wait wait Yuki. Focus on the match first! Ask for her number later!'

Regaining her composure she chose to extend a hand in a friendly gesture, "Hello My name is Yuki Nakamura. Good luck in the match."

Setting her hands on her hips Lily watched as her opponent descended the ramp concealed in a red cloak and accompanied by some rather slow music. As the tone changed to a sort of flamenco, classical guitar dance the cloak was discarded revealing a lovely Japanese... girl, with snow white hair. Lily blinked her dark eyes in surprise. Well, this was a welcomed change of pace; this one even seemed to be about her size, too.

As she looked her opponent over with a clinical gaze Lily could feel her pulse quicken a touch, but tried to draw a deep breath in through her nose to slow the throttle. A warm and friendly smile blossomed on Lily's pale cheeks, but she hesitated a moment at the outstretched hand. That had ended badly for her before... but not wanting to offend the young woman met her with a firm handshake. "Lily Belle. It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Nakamura." She gave the word 'pleasure' an unwholesome emphasis, unable to hide her ribald nature. "Good luck tonight, and don't you think about going easy on me." With a wink she took a few steps back and readied herself for the bell, a strategic fighter she would wait for Yuki to make the first move and hope to counter.

Yuki giggled slightly at Lily's emphasis on her wording, catching the double meaning and fighting to calm her heartbeat.

Retreating into her corner, Yuki was determined not to let whatever attraction she had toward this new girl get in the way of the match. She began dancing from one foot to the other, intent on keeping mobile.

DING! DING! DING!

The bell rang and Yuki noticed immediately that Lily was playing defensive right off the bat. Not unusual, but it intrigued her that Lily was not opting to be fast on her feet. Oh well.

Darting forward she aimed a kick at Lily's leg, before launching a few punches at her opponent's stomach. At least the first one made it through, with her fist sinking into Lily's gut.

Bouncing on her toes Lily was ready for the attack, raising her guard to meet the first two blows. With the kick and one punch deadened with a well placed shin or forearm only a couple of quick punches hit home against Lily's soft belly. "Uhn! Unf!" The woman flinched and grunted under Yuki's opening salvo, but wasn't so easily cowed.

The arm that had failed to be in position to guard her midsection snapped out as her body lunged forward. Hooking beneath Yuki's arm and around her back she would try to pull the woman in to a quick hip-toss, bringing her down to the mat. Lily was decidedly more at home with groundwork than she was trading blows.

Yuki gasped slightly as she felt Lily grab her arm, executing a well placed hip toss, slamming Yuki to the mat. Rather than focus on the pain, she used the momentum to her advantage, rolling to her feet before jumping up and slamming her feet against her opponent in a brutal dropkick.

Falling to the mat, Yuki pushed herself to her feet, trying to focus on identifying Lily's weak spots and exploiting them.

Far from changing the tone of the match Lily's toss had seemed to serve only to give Yuki the space necessary to execute a vicious drop kick. The brunette dropped to the mat with a resounding Thud and instinctively rolled away from her opponent. Lily's weaknesses were not difficult to identify, as well as they were many. Her soft body told of a lack of condition, meaning she lacked speed and all of her power came from weight and not strength. It is worth mentioning that the younger and more fit Yuki held a slight advantage here in both weight and height, but only very slight.

Another weakness of her opponent would become apparent to Yuki, as Lily did not spring back to her feet as quickly as the snowdrop had. Rather, upon recovering from the dropkick slowly climbed back up onto all fours, and then from there retook her feet if uninterrupted. It was an easier task to list Lily's strength, which lay mostly in her long, tone legs which would provide some danger down on the mat, but were generally occupied with mobility while standing.

Yuki noticed how slow Lily was getting to her feet and a lightbulb went off in her head.

'Apparently she doesn't recover well from power moves that quickly.' Yuki thought with a smirk, moving behind her and putting her in a sleeperhold, wrapping her toned arms around the smooth skin of Lily's neck. Yuki blushed slightly, but proceeded to wrap her legs around her opponent's waist , effectively latching onto Lily in a tight grip.

She gave a squeeze on her neck, whispering in her ear, "Nap time Lily. Just go to sleep."

Lily had barely gotten onto her feet when she felt Yuki grab her from behind. It didn't take her long to figure out what the girl had in mind, although the sudden weight on her back forced the woman back down onto all fours, blushing with the friction of Yuki's chest against her back as she was ensnared in her limbs. Saving her breath she would simply shake her head adamantly in response to the encouraging whispers.

With no intention of letting herself be choked out this early in a match Lily screwed down her resolve and set about the task of extricating herself from this predicament. Rather than immediately pulling at Yuki's arms, like a panicked rookie, she would instead start by heaving herself over to flop onto her back. She hoped that by squashing her opponent between herself and the mat she might loosen the hold, or at the very least free her limbs up for fighting back!

Yuki's eyes widened slightly as she felt Lily set about flipping herself over, and with her legs currently around her waist, she was in no position to stop her. Right as it looked like Lily was about to slam her between her body and the mat, Yuki broke the hold, rolling away before getting to her feet.

Walking over, she dragged Lily to her feet before Irish whipping her into the ropes before nailing her with a spear to the gut.