What the Fuck? Casimir vs. Lita

Casimir was trying to delay things, so his manager over there could get the job done -- but he gave a small snort at Lita's impatience. "Someone's in a rush to get her ass kicked," he remarked, giving her that smirk. He could tell she was about to attack him -- which was fine, he could easily fight her off if he wanted. But then Lina spoke up, and he knew that his plan was caught. No matter; they could still get shit done.

Meanwhile, the unnamed manager gave his best grin towards Lina, pulling the metal bat out from under the ring smoothly, but still trying to keep it out of sight of the other two fighters. The crowd couldn't be fooled; there was a loud, resounding "BOO" echoing through the arena as he got it free.

Even if Lita could it see see the bat being pulled out and hidden Lina saw what he pulled out clear as day, as did everyone else watching in the arena. "Hey I saw that!" Lina tells him having seen what he pulled out of hiding. Lita heard the commotion from the fans as well as Lina calling out the person's actions. She looks back at Casimir and asks him "Really? You need him to do your dirty work for you?" She was becoming more annoyed with how long this was taking, yet no progress match was happened yet.

Back on the outside of the ring Lina attempts to get the guy who showed up to be in Casimir's corner to drop the bat, or at least try to snatch it from her, while trying to avoid being on the receiving end of it should he take a swing to get her to back away.

T'ch. Of course it wouldn't work out quite well. The blond man gave a small smirk as Lina called him out, not seeming to be bothered by the fact that he got caught. Casimir was the one who was wracking his brain to figure out a way to get this still to work -- but it was clear from the different looks that each of them had that Casimir wasn't quite the brains of the operation here. The blond moved as Lina showed up on his side of the ring, holding the baseball bat over his shoulder. "Stay over there, thank you very much. Or I'll brain you with this bat."

For a moment, Casimir got worried. Why was he bringing attention to himself? And why was he moving away from Casimir? He bit his lower lip for a moment, keeping an eye on Lita as his manager held out the bat with his right arm, the one closest to the ring, as if daring Lina to come after him. "Come on, girl. I don't have all day to play keep-away with you. How about you either come and try to take it so I can show this audience what your brains look like, or just move on back to your corner with your tail behind your legs?"

Lina backed up when he brought the bat up, only to rest it on his shoulder. She put her hands on her hips, not impressed with this. "What are you trying to prove?" she asked him. Lita was getting more annoyed with each passing second. Hearing his added threats and trash talking towards Lina she looked towards the referee and held up her index finger, as if to say 'one moment.'

Lina didn't want to back down from him, but at the same time she didn't know how good of a swing she had. She held a fist up, as if she was thinking of of calling his bluff, but still didn't full advance on him. Before Lina could make move moment in either direction, as she was still trying to predict what he would do, Lita reached down and swiped the bat from him. Holding it in one hand and slapping it across the other she firmly tells him "Not so tough now hmm?" The crowd approved of this, and even more so when Lita asked "Who wants to see me show him the proper way to use a bat?" This got the crowd going "Then when you're done stick it where the sun don't shine!" Lina added, which one of their fans commented "He might like that." That caused Lita to snicker, and Lina to let out a "Bwahahahaha!" before regaining her composure.

As expected from both of the fighters, Lita was able to just walk on over and pluck the baseball bat out of the blonde's hand easily. Casimir looked worried for a moment, but then he realized that something like that wouldn't have just been so easy for Lita to do, not with his manager. Unless he had a plan. What could it be? He wracked his brain for a few moments, before finally, he managed to piece together what the goal had been -- which gave him a small smirk. So while Lita was distracted with showing off the fact that she had the bat to his manager, he moved behind her quickly and quietly.

Casimir smirked a bit more before he shot his foot up -- aiming straight for Lita's pussy! Sure, it wouldn't hurt nearly as bad as it normally did for men, but it would surely hurt pretty damn hard! He moved to do it again too, before moving closer to drop to his knees behind her and punch her there for the third blow. Surely, it would be able to stun her, as long as the blows hit. And once Casimir took the attention back, the blond man pivoted -- and just walked right away, back up the ramp. He didn't want to deal with these people, they weren't worth his time. Besides, Casimir could surely handle it.

"I think I'll do just that." Lita seemed to like the thought of teaching this guy a lesson, well, two. One not to mess with Lina and the second being not to interfere in her business. Since Casimir hasn't done anything she looked like she might leave the ring and meet this guy and introduce him to that bat. Before she could act on any thought however, she lost the grin on her face as it was replaced by a look in shock. While Lina did not see Casimir advancing on Lita she did see the end result, him connecting with a dead-on target punt below the belt. That wasn't all as she saw him size Lita up for a second kick the same way to the same spot. She covered her face as seeing a second one so soon after the first one was difficult to comprehend.

After the second one found its mark Lita ending up dropping the bat next to her. She didn't go down but was not feeling good from being stuck down there. Just because they don't have any extra baggage down there unlike the guys doesn't mean it still won't hurt. The first one was a shocker, the second one more of a sharp sting that halted her moment completely other than a slight bending over. When a third strike came her way to the same spot , this time by way of an uppercut, that took her down to a knee. She began to favour where he struck as Lina noticed the mystery person retreating up the runway. Lina quickly turned her attention back to the ring and she saw Lita rise back to her feet. Lita bent over as she was feeling a lot of hurt down there, which one could compare to child birth, which she has experienced. Favouring herself she bent over after getting to her feet. She didn't remain like that for long as she was looking to unleash the pain that he dished out to her back at him with a hard left hand, looking to clock him in the head with it but not caring if it were to catch him in the throat instead...that is if he didn't do anything to beat her to the punch. She began to straighten herself and turn to face him, looking to return fire.

Casimir couldn't have planned it out any better. Well, to be fair, he didn't -- it was his managed who gave him the new plan that saved the day in the end. The first two cunt-kicks were just so she would let go of the baseball bat -- the third strike, the punch, was just because he wanted to. He grinned for a moment as he managed to get her down on her knee, grabbing for the baseball bat. Lina didn't seem to be paying attention to her wrestler, which was a shame; Casimir was hoping for all eyes on him. He did notice that his manager had already made his exit, but he didn't seem to care much about that. He did more than Casimir was expecting, and for that, he'd be forever grateful.

But for now, he grinned as he loomed over Lita, baseball bat in hand. "And he takes aim…the ball is thrown…" As he spoke, he went into a typical baseball position, winding up the bat. The punch she aimed struck him roughly, but he didn't seem to care much. If anything, it gave him a better angle to hit her at. He finally slammed it into Lita's head, making a sickening "THUNK" as it collided with her skull. He didn't seem to care much about her wellbeing -- he just cared about winning. After the initial wince from the crowd, they began to jeer him. "And it is a knock out! The crowd goes wild!" Casimir never found a problem he couldn't fix with a baseball bat.

On the plus side Lita did get a shot in, though unfortunately it would be her only one. Before she could process and make a follow up action she took the bat square to the head. If Lina thought the three low blows were difficult to stomach then surely what looked to be a sure knockout blow from the metal bat would make a girl throw up, or at the very least have the image burned into her nightmares for some time. She saw Lita making contact and before she could react in kind to it here came the bat and down Lita went. Her face almost lit up when she saw Lita show her fight, but hearing the smack and seeing Lita drop it was quite the opposite.

She looked at Lita, who for the first time in quite awhile looked extremely vulnerable. When she got a good look at where the bat connected after Lita hit the canvas she saw where Lita was struck becoming more and more red. Lita wasn't the first person in their group to show colour in a match as Daisuke did recently in her team's challenge for the tag team championship against Ryan and John. In that one however it took a combination of moves to get the juice following, while here Casimir found the sweet spot right away. Lina looked very concerned as there was no movement from Lita. A referee could count to 50 and she would more than likely still be in the same position. She'd be really easy to pin now.

This was a lot more fun than Casimir expected. He watched as she went down without even a second blow, almost a bit upset that it was so easy to take her out. No matter; he gave a small smirk down at her, laughing loudly as the crowd began to jeer at him. They remembered what he had done with Haruko in his last match, so they knew the damage he could do with a baseball bat. He gave a small grin down at her, putting the baseball bat to the side and going for the cover. Honestly, the referee's count was just done for requirement; everyone knew that the match was over. "ONE! TWO! THREE!"

The bell rang, and Casimir stood up with a laugh. "See? Knew that this bitch wouldn't be able to handle me!" he remarked, beginning to flex and pose. He looked down at her -- and aimed a kick for her side. "God, what a little weakling! She couldn't handle me for five minutes!" Oh, how the winners forget what actually happened. He leaned over and spat on her, shaking his head. "Jesus! Can't anyone give me an actual good fight?" he asked, lifting a foot up and moved to stomp on her torso.

If it wasn't for how it happened, Lina would simply be disappointed with the result. However since Casimir almost took off Lita's face with that bat, and his questionable methods that lead upto it, she was very concerned with Lita's well being. She slid in as soon as the bell sounded but froze when she saw him deliver another kid, this time to the side of Lita. She shouted at him "Oh come on!" after she saw him spit on Lita following the bell.

She looks at the ref and yells "Get that psycho outta here!"