Talk Shit, Get Hit

Well this was an interesting turn of events. It was far from the first time in her career a new opponent had emerged with a bold challenge. But it was the first time one had done so at a fanfare event like this. This woman hardly seemed to even notice, much less care about the fans though. Still, that was fine. The crowd now seemed much more interested now that they knew they were seeing something interesting developing between three wrestlers right before their eyes, which then turned to Kishima and Suzumi to see how they reacted.

The violet haired bruiser flashed a grin and chuckled. “You’re certainly a confident one, aren’t you? Well, if you’re looking for an ass-kicking, you’ve found the right people! What’s your name, kid?” Kishima replied, fully confident, and also somewhat excited about the chance to fight a new opponent.

Suzumi sat back and watched the stranger with a watchful eye. She knew that sometimes women around here were pretty crazy. For once, Suzumi didn't say anything. she opted to let Bombers query speak for the both of them as she kept an eye on the dark haired beauty. She was curious as to why this event was the one that the stranger crashed. Did she hate the Wrestle Angels like Hibiki did? A shiver ran down Suzumi's spine at the thought of that crazy woman.

In the event that things went bad, Suzumi didn't plan on playing nice. Sure she wasn't dressed for a fight, but that didn't mean that she would shy away from one either....

Diana couldn't help but throw somewhat of a smile. She'd certainly rattled the cage, seemingly more so with Bomber than with Suzumi. Bringing her hand back to brush her hair, she'd maintain her cocky posture and tone. Simply put, she wasn't out for just one opponent.

That being said, whilst she wanted to face both women, not even opposed to both at the same time (such was the level of her confidence) she opted to play somewhat of a game with the women, to further wile them up in an attempt of cementing the prospect of a match. Her smile would grow to the edges of her face, as she brought up her hand. Forming a open palm, she'd simply bring it up to the height of Bomber's face, blocking out the former wrestle angels face from view of her own. With that, she'd turn her head to Suzumi, the cocky Italian speaking and acting with every intention of implying she simply thought Bomber not worthy of her time.

"So what about it blue?" She'd speak once more loudly and confidently, eyes briefly meeting with the girls bluenette hair, hand still arrogantly in front of the face of the woman who actually addressed her. "How about it? You look interesting."

Suzumi gave her best valley girl smile as the mystery woman spoke to her. "Like, just interesting? I think I'm pretty sexy but I dunno me and all those guys out there could be wrong?" Suzumi said loud enough for some nearby fans to hear, replying with a few whistles. "I don't know who you are, but one of my favorite things in the world is putting cocky bitches like you in their place. You would totally tap out if you were ever stuck in the Tsunami Sleeper."

Suzumi's smile faded as a very serious expression was now etched on her face. She was more than ready to slap on a submission or two...

Kishima had no problem with someone showing up and wanting to take on Suzumi. In fact, in this case the idea of such a matchup was rather appealing to her. The thought of Diana squirming around and eventually tapping out in one of Suzumi’s famous Tsunami Sleepers was a rather amusing one.

But being underestimated and ignored? Now that, Kishima had a problem with. And after Suzumi had answered the Italian, the bomber took a few steps forward. Not quite putting herself right between the other two, but definitely making it harder for Diana to pretend she didn’t exist.

“Hold on just a second there. I find it a little curious you show up saying you want to take us on, only to focus on the one who didn’t immediately say anything to your little challenge. I mean, I wouldn’t want to get my ass kicked by me either, but I’m surprised it took so little for you to get scared of me.” She crossed her arms and half grinned, half glared at Diana. Even without knowing anything about this woman, Kishima was already itching for a chance to put her in her place. And she wasn’t about to let herself be ignored quite so easily.

Diana knew exactly what she was doing, as she purposefully turned the moment into a private conversation, in which Kishimi seemingly wasn't invited. In truth, she had interest in both powerful women equally, although was more than happy with taking advantage of Kishima's seemingly more brash nature. The Italian would nod as Suzumi spoke, seemingly showing great interest in everything the former-angel had to say, even smiling at the given threat. She did it all with her head still turned to Bomber.

The Italian would receive her response for said arrogance soon enough, matching eyes with Kishima. She'd clearly antagonized her, earning a smile on the somewhat sadistic Diana's lips. Time to put the nail in the coffin.

Raising her hands up, as if trying to signal Kishimi that she meant no offence, she'd briefly roll her eyes back to Suzumi, who too had taken a somewhat stern look.

"Look, look." She'd stop, hand wiping across her smirk. "I get it. We'd have a good fight Kishima," her voice now obtaining a somewhat friendlier tone. She'd then step forward, eyes squinting as she looked Kishimi straight into hers, as she gave what she expected to by that final, little push.

"But I'm after a great fight...and let's not kid ourselves. You're no Mighty Yukiko."

Suzumi rolled her eyes at Diana. "Here we go.... more Mighty Yukiko talk. Like, Yukiko WAS totally awesome. Haven't seen her in a ring in a while. Girl, the two of us are still awesome! We'd totally trash you, because for all your size you can't stand up to Bomber's power." Suzumi said, her smile creeping back. If Diana wanted to ruffle feathers, Suzumi would do the same if she could.

"For all your size, your technique can't stand up to my skill. Like, I bet in a match you are about as exciting to watch as a beached whale." Suzumi said with a shrug, keeping her eye on Diana as she waited for Bomber to rip into the woman.

While Suzumi rolled here eyes, a good chunk of the crowd let out an audible gasp at the insult thrown Kishima’s way. Mighty Yukiko, the bomber’s best friend, former tag team partner, and rival. Kishima had spent the vast majority of her career in Yukiko’s shadow, forced there by management who never saw her as the “type” of girl they wanted to allow to remain at the top. That had never sat well with Kishima. The fact that this woman had even had the audacity to bring Yukiko into this conversation was bad enough. But using her to insult Kishima? No, this bitch wasn’t about to get away with that.

By now the bomber was seething. She was like an enraged bull that saw nothing but a matador and a waving red flag right in front of her. Kishima hardly even heard a word Suzumi said, though she would’ve been inclined to agree with The Tsunami if she had. Regardless, this crowd was now sensing a brawl was imminent after that last shot.

They were right.

Kishima rolled up her sleeve while quickly walking to close the remaining distance between Diana while clenching her hands into tight fists. “You want a 'great' fight? Well you just earned yourself the greatest beatdown of your goddamn life!” Kishima yelled out before lunching forward and hurling her right fist at the Italian’s jaw as hard as she could!

Whilst Diana wouldn't exactly turn her full attention solely to Kishima, Suzumi's words still reaching her ears, she knew that considering the words that just escaped her own lips she was definitely the woman to keep her focus on. She would of continued her trade off of words with Suzumi had the predicament been different, but that been said, Diana was definitely a woman more interested in actions over words. She'd poked the bull, and given the stature and reputation of the woman, she'd soon get the horns.

The crowd gasping in both a moment of fear and anticipation, the somewhat awkward silence murmuring all the cries of a 'Oh, burn!' Diana soon found Kishima rolling up her sleeves, beginning her march towards the rookie Italian. Diana didn't exactly expect any action she took today to result in an outright brawl, considering their scenario, but was rarely one caught off guard. Simply put, her mind already switched itself to that of a woman solely focused on the fight.

Preparing to open her mouth in response to the Bomber's words, most likely to respond to Suzumi in the same breath, Diana soon found Kishima tensing her body in a way that screamed Diana was about to be struck. She'd turn her head, taking the blow on her cheek, but with no less power, as the Italian would try to shoot back her own squarely at Kishima's own cheek, before she'd be forced to step back from the outright force and pain!

Words couldn’t quite describe how nice it felt for Kishima when her fist smashed right up against the Italian’s pretty, smug little face. Today had been far from the first time she’d heard that kind of insult involving Yukiko. But in the past when people had done so (and it often wasn’t even directly), they had been people Kishima was in no kind of position to pick a fight with. Management in particular. There was a lot she would’ve loved to do to those people who had unfairly held her against some sort of imaginary Yukiko-based standard.

But this time was different. Yes, the notion that Kishima wasn’t the same star her long-time tag partner had been was once again called to light. Yes, Kishima had just been roasted right in front of a colleague she respected and a crowd of Wrestle Angels fans. But she was fully determined to break Diana in half before this was all over. After all, the bitch had come looking for a fight anyway.

However, that also meant the Italian wasn’t just going to stand there and take an ass-kicking, whether she deserved one or not. And quickly after her own punch had just scored a big hit, Kishima was blasted with return fire in the form of a punch right on the cheek! “Ugh!” she grunted as the hit rocked her head to the side. But Kishima wasn’t about to back down from just a single punch either. She quickly recovered, then lunged out at Diana and attempted to tackle her straight to the ground! And all the while, the crowd around them both by now was screaming and cheering them on to encourage the impromptu brawl.