Hania Dienes vs. Migiri Oozora

Match Type: Standard One-Fall

The day had started off well. Hania had slept in, had lunch with a friend and gone for a long, quiet walk too. All before a lot of gym training. Which is exactly why being sprung with a debut match that night was not what she had in mind. Usually a little mental and even physical prep would go into it. But hey, at least she'd been assured that she wasn't being put in the ring with someone above the skill level they saw her at. Whatever that meant. A match was a match even if the circumstances of being called up for it weren't exactly "ideal". As long as she could get the match out of the way quickly, everything would be fine and she'd get some much-needed rest before the next one.

((Appearance))

Spoiler:

So she had made her way to the arena to compete. She had gotten her outfit on and even psyched herself up for this. She was nervous -- of course -- but that didn't have to define her. The easiest way to lose a match in her eyes had always been to show weakness or hesitation. That was the point of no return in a match. Opponents weren't ever going to let her start over. In her long road of getting to the point she was at she had become rather jaded. Even she could admit that. She could see so much go wrong for wrestlers around her and some near misses herself. She refused to let herself be taken out by some scummy sadist in loosely laced wrestling boots who wasn't even fit to step foot in a ring. And in order to avoid that, she had to keep a cold, blank face. A cold stare. Any showing of emotion could cripple her. Why take chances?

Now, she pulled the hood of her red cloak up over her head and took a deep breath, holding it as she waited for a few seconds. Only, they felt more like minutes. As she could hear her music playing, she briskly walked out onto the ramp and acknowledged the crowd with a glance and a nod left and right before making her way down to the ring. As she stepped in through the ropes, the name of her opponent-to-be came into her mind. "Migiri", she thought. That didn't sound like a name she would grow to be afraid of. As she noticed herself nervously tapping her foot, she was finally gaining some control of her nerves. She stopped in middle of the ring to now wait for this opponent.

"Oh, Mi-tan, I know you've wanted someone to play with, so tonight I got you a special treat..." The blonde woman said to her giggling charge as she stepped away.

"Thank you! Thank you, Missy-tan!" Chirped the girl. She gave the blonde a big hug and hopped up and down as her entrance music began to start up. The eerie music that began to play was in marked contrast to the "girl" who came out of the entrance way. She was dressed in what looked like a toddler's dress fitted to a wrestling outfit. She had her hair in curls and had a stuffed bear dangling form one of her hands. If not for her incredible height, she would have looked like much more of a child than nearly anyone in the kawaii division.

Her name was Migiri Oozora and she came to play.

She happily skipped down the ramp. The audience wasn't sure what to make of her. She was brutal in the ring, but her playful childishness was almost... infectious. Migiri hopped onto the apron and then stepped over the top rope, slipping off and nearly stumbling. She giggled as she nearly lost her balance. "oooh! Eheheh... Mi-tan is a bit of a klutz..." She said and stuck her tongue out while rubbing the side of her head with her knuckles.

She then turned and faced Hania. "Oooh! "Hewwo!" She said and waved eagerly at the girl. She then lifted up the bear in front of her face and waved the bear's arm. "Ringo-tan says hewwo too!"

"Hewwo!" She chirped, deepening her voice, as if that was the bear speaking.

Scared. No, confused. But mostly scared. Or confused? Hania couldn't figure out how she felt. This had to be a joke. Was the girl standing in front of her truly insane, or just really weird? Well, one thing was for sure. This giggling child-lady towered over her, and Hania felt like an ant compared to her. This had to be a mistake. How could she survive, let alone win against a bohemoth even if she was standing there playing with a teddy bear. A giant child was a giant no less.

Hania's arms were frozen by her sides. "Breathe," she told herself, "All you have to do is what you usually do. The bigger they come, the harder they fall. Just make her tire herself out and roll her up. Besides, you have to be smart to win matches." Her thoughts were cut off by the realization that she was standing there, seemingly ignoring her opponent, which was not her intention. She still wanted to show respect, whether she could still have any for Migiri or not.

"That's uhhh. A nice bear... You have."

Brilliant. Now she'd acknowledged that the bear itself belonged to the girl. To which they might take offense. She had no idea. How do you communicate with people like this? Instead of contemplating her choice of words any longer, she chose to extend a hand to her opponent, keeping as calm of a front as she could despite the beads of sweat on her forehead. She even forced a half smile.

"Oooh!?"

Migiri's eyes raised and she peeked out from behind Ringo as Hania's words tickled her ear. She lowered her stuffed teddy bear and wiggled him by her head. "Ringo-tan is the best!" She said and clapped her hands together awkwardly against the teddy.

"Ringo-tan wiikes hugs, do you want to hug him?" She asked and held up the teddy bear. Without waiting for a response, Migiri thrust Ringo as hard as she could into Hania's face.

"Well, I'd rathe n-- Mmph!"

Migiri had instantly made Hania regret the niceties she'd shown. Hania gagged, largely due to the fact that she didn't exactly know where the bear had been, and one of its limbs had nearly been shoved down her throat. She backed away slightly.

"Did that count? Because--... Never mind! We're here for the match, remember?"

It felt unusual to distract the girl from an unfavorable situation with another unfavorable situation that would probably hurt more, but being violated with a teddy bear was not what Hania had signed up for.

"Oooh, yeah!"

Migiri pulled Ringo away from Hania when she started puttering about a match. "I forgot we're hewe to pway! You can pway with Ringo-tan afterwards!" The titan toddler said and waddled back to her corner, setting the stuffed bear on her ring post and patting his head.

When the bell rang, Migiri toddled towards the center of the ring. "So..." She said with a bright grin on her face. "What do you wanna pwaaay?" She chirped.

Was that a rhetorical question, or did Migiri still think she was there to play games? Hania had no idea, but the only children's game she could think of at the time was tag, and that seemed like a more dangerous request than the match they were supposed to have in the first place.

"I..."

She could strike Migiri... But could she even effect her? And wouldn't that just be kind of mean? And don't children have tantrums quite easily? Hania was beginning to find it difficult to hold onto the fact that Migiri was actually an adult, despite how much bigger she was than Hania. While Migiri seemingly was still waiting for an answer, Hania made a rash decision.

She swung at Migiri with a slap, although it dawned on her as she did, that maybe something else like a kick would've been a better idea.

Migiri waited with a patient and happy smile as Hania tried to decide what type of game they were going to play. When the bold kawaii finally went and launched a hard slap at Migiri, the titan toddler was caught completely off guard and her head snapped to the side.

She took a step back and lifted her hand up to touch her cheek. She then looked down at Hania with wide eyes and soon her lip began to quiver. A moment later her eyes welled with tears and the waterworks started.

"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!"

Her wail was amplified by her large frame, able to bellow much more loudly than any real child. After a moment of leaky tears, Migiri scrubbed her face and began to sniffle. "Th-That wasn't v-vewwy nice at all..." She pouted and raised her arm up in the air. She then swung it down hard, aiming for the base of Hania's neck in a hard, clubbing blow.

Hania flinched as Migiri wailed, still confused and unsure about what was going to happen next. Her question was soon answered by the swift strike towards the base of her neck. Intimidated, she had frozen for a second too long to avoid the incoming strike.

"Wait, no don'-- Aahhh!!"

Even for a girl of her size, Migiri really could strike like a thrown brick. Hania was knocked to the mat by the force alone, or at least to her knees, catching herself with her hands against the mat. She used the top rop to pull herself back up and stepped back calmly towards a turnbuckle.

She could still stand. Her legs and back were fine. But her shoulder and neck were in agony. There seemed to now be a spasm in the muscles in Hania's neck, but she tried to shake it off with a pained groan before looking Migiri in the eyes.

"Okay... You're right. I was mean. That was my fault."

Hania walked towards Migiri and smiled opening her arms for a hug.

"I didn't mean it, I'm sorry."

She hoped that Migiri was at least naive enough to fall for that trick... Otherwise she'd just walked herself in range of another hit.

Migiri continued to sniffle, even as Hania was knocked down. However, when the white haired kawaii stood back up and began to apologize, Migir's eyes widened a bit and her sniffling was put on pause momentarily.

"You'we sowwy?" She questioned and then watched as Hania opened her arms for a hug. Migiri became giddy and hopped on her feet, clapping her hands together. "Ooooh! It's oook..." She chirped and lunged at Hania to try to embrace her in a smothering death hug.