For Honor! Santa Tigresa vs Juniper

Submission Match

For Juniper, she was trying to take on every and anyone that she could. That ranged from veterans like King and Clyde, to Champions like Ryan and John. And to a different extent, Juniper wanted to take on and take down anyone else that was up and coming alongside her. She saw them as competition, and they either needed to help her out or get out of the way. And 80% of the time, they were against her. Juniper was backstage in the arena. For good reason, (because the two women were big up and comers) the prices for the tickets tonight were almost double to see the two strong women duke it out. And for that reason, the crowd in the arena was a bit thinner than usual.

Juniper knew just a little about Santa Tigresa. She knew that she was going to be a tough opponent, due to having much more wrestling experience. In fact, Tigresa came from a long line of wrestlers. If any defense, Juniper's mom was an Indy wrestler for a few years in the late 60's. But that was really about it. Juniper also knew that Tigresa was a considerable amount of years older than Juniper. She was about in her mid 30's, in comparison to Juniper in her early 20's. And a big difference is that the two fought for both different and same reasons.

Juniper walked out in her usual attire. Her small white jacket and her cutoff black shorts. She was barefoot, not liking the way boots felt, though she had to wear them in a recent match. But now they were bare, again something that she took after from her mother. Juniper held up a microphone to her mouth.

"Honor. That's what me and my opponent both fight for. But....We don't do it for the same reason. While she does it to honor her family and the sport, I do it almost solely to honor myself. We'll just see which one of those prevails tonight..."

Back in the gorilla position, Santa Tigresa was lashing up her boots and counting down the minutes to her next match. She'd had precious little information given about her next opponent, aside from the fact that she was a tough and powerful competitor. A more than worthy for, for the Tigresa's next AFW exhibition.

Santa Tigresa was given the thumbs up sign that she was next into the ring. She could hear the sparse crowd reacting to Juniper, could pick out the bare bones of what she was telling the crowd. As their reaction died down, Santa Tigresa leapt out onto the entrance ramp, ready to get down to the ring and get this match rolling.

F rolling her shoulders, the Tigresa was already showing off her powerful build. She pointed a finger straight at Juniper's face, with a stem expedition. "Well see indeed, chica, we'll see indeed!" Out of the select crowd, a good amount of them cheered on the masked Latina, ready to see her bring the fight to yet another disrespectful foe.

Juniper gave a confident look at her opponent as she leaps out onto stage. There was no mistaking that they were going to have a good match. Juniper liked that she eas getting to meet so many people that were more or less on or above her level. It really showed her hat she was making an impact in the AFW.

It would also show her that she was climbing up the tiers.

She didnt know that her opponent was a masked wrestler. That was a bit new. As the woman came down to the ring, Juniper spoke some more at her. "Oh? Masked? I respect that. Wish I get to stay in great shape for as long as someone like you..."

Santa Tigresa nodded firmly, as she sized up her upcoming opponent. The cheers of the crowd, fans that were already familiar with her work in AFW and elsewhere, filled the arena. She took a moment to drift from side to side of the entrance ramp, exchanging high-fives and hugs with the fans. The entire time, however, she glared hard at the ring and kept Juniper firmly within her sights.

Reaching ringside, the luchadora threw herself up onto the apron and rolled in from beneath the bottom rope. She kipped up onto her hip, and threw a fist into the air to the cheers of the crowd. Juniper's passive-aggressive comments registered with the luchadora, but she payed them little mind. She'd been called much worse, in far harsher words. Instead, Santa Tigresa stood upright, flashed a sharp-toothed grin at her foe, and moved back to her corner.

Santa Tigresa invited the ref girl to give her the pre-match check-over. Bouncing on her heels next to the turnbuckle, Santa Tigresa looked more than eager to get this contest going.

More people aeemed to be coming in. Supporters of Tigresa. Juniper didnt mind. Her best work was crushing her opponent's in the face of their fans. And she did have a cool costume too... Juniper had thought about that but she knew it would have probably offended Tigresa if she showed up like that.

Juniper watches the ref search the opponent before coming over and searching her. With nothing found, the ref moved away. Juniper smirks. "You aftaid of me having something or was that something traditional? "

"A show of respect," Santa Tigresa said, anger creeping into her voice. "To each other, and to the fans. Proof that this is a true test of skill. This is a sporting competition, after all. But I'm getting the impression that you're not much of a sportswoman, are you?"

Santa Tigresa's mistrust of this woman was growing with every moment. Still, she hunched over, ready to start the match. Watching the ref back away from Juniper, the luchadora held position. The opening bell rang, and Santa Tigresa lowered into a ready stance. Legs bent, arms extended, the latina warrior stood in place, keeping a keen eye on her opponent in hopes of being ready for whatever she might throw at her.

A definitive twitch caused Juniper's smirk to go to a scowl. "I understand. A true test of skill. Nothing I love more. But dont you call me unsportsmanlike. I win any way I can, but not at the total and complete expense of my opponents. Never that." She didn't say it, but she wasnt below winning at SOME expense toher opponent.

Juniper put up both fists in front of her face and slowly began to walk towards Tigresa after the bell rang.

As the bell rang, Santa Tigresa was still taking the measure of her opponent. From her build, she was clearly athletic and well-muscled. She carried herself with confidence, but there was still something off about her. A glint in her eye, something in that smirk ... a sly quality that wouldn't allow the luchadora to trust this opponent.

Santa Tigresa sank a bit low, arms extended into a ready stance as Juniper approached. The latina fighter took a couple of tentative steps toward her opponent, extending her arms to try and lock up with Juniper. Keeping herself loose, Santa Tigresa's eyes coasted up and down her opponent. Whatever she would throw at her, Santa Tigresa vowed to be ready.

Juniper was a big girl. Not overly muscular so that it was a bit off putting, but enough to let people know hat she could do something damage. Juniper moves slowly towards the other woman, ttying to be careful. She knew that Tigresa wasnt juat some push over.

She came from a long line of wrestlers. So Juniper didnt know what to expect out of the woman. Juniper tries to simply lock up to start the match.

Santa Tigresa met the lock up, and the match was on. She applied some pressure, then relented, back and forth, trying to test the waters with her new opponent. The luchadora wasn't sure if she could best Juniper on strength alone, but she could try to rely on a lower center of gravity ...

After a few seconds of back and forth, the Tigresa would release one hand, then try to snake her arm around Juniper's neck. If she could get her trapped into a side headlock, the latina warrior would wrench on it, just a bit, to establish some measure of control early in the contest.