Angel vs. Nikolette

It was her debut match, and Angel's music would hit the arena, as the sexy latina appeared atop the entrance ramp, posing for a moment, raising an arm high over her head, the other confidently cocked on one hip. Angel would be smiling widely, and begin the descent down to the ring. She wanted to make a big impression for her first match, and was eager to see just who this Nikolette girl was she was signed up to fight.

As she approached the ring, she would raise one leg up onto it, running one of her hands slowly down it, before raising up the other leg, resting on the edge in a wide split, leaning forward and giving the audience a nice view of her before finally slipping through the ropes into the ring proper. She would talk to the center and spread her arms, bowing to the crowd for a moment before raising up and turning back to the entrance, folding her arms under her chest and smirking as she waited on her opponent to arrive.

"Miss Tessla, you have a match in five minutes." Nikolette rolled out from under a car and looked up quizzically at the woman who was pointing at her watch. Suddenly her eyes widened and she leapt up and began running through the arena. Now as Nikolette's music played she came bursting through the arena entrance in a full on run. She was still wearing her greasy overalls, not having stopped to change out of her mechanic's outfit. Her green eyes widened at the cheering crowd. It was the first time she had seen it from a wrestler's perspective. She grinned widely and waved even as she made it into the ring. She climbed in and began panting to catch her breath. She looked up at Angel and grinned. "Ho Geeze they sure do pack this place full, eh? Can't believe they're all cheerin for us." She then stood up and held out her hand. "Saw that yer a rookie too, let's have a good match." She said with a cheerful tone.

Angel gives her a grin back, accepting her handshake slowly and looking Nikolette up and down, sizing her opponent up. However, she would smirk a bit upon noticing her greasy clothes, tsking a bit under her breath and shaking her head.

"Chica, you were running a bit late, weren't you? Either that, or you're just a dirty girl anyway.."

Nikolette smiled as her hand was shaken. "I was runin a lotta bit late." She said with a grin. "Five minutes ago I was underneath a car hummin along on some work I had ta do." She inhaled deeply. "Well let's at least have fun!"

She was ready for the match but was surprised when the bell didn't ring right away. Suddenly the ref cleared her throat and tapped Nikolette on the shoulder. She turned around with a confused look on her face but the ref pointed down. She looked and noticed a wrench sticking out of the back pocket of her overalls.

"Eh... what" SHe said and qucikly took the wrench and handed it to the ref. "No!" Se said and looked at Angel, waving her hands. "I swear it ain't what it looks like. "I ain't no dirty girl!" She then paused. "errr that doesn't sound right....' She blushed. "I mean. That was from my work. I want a clean fight too ya know?"

The ref had had enough and finally rung the bell.

Angel would just smile at the girl and shake her head, thinking her to be quite the ditz. She would back up a bit and go into an offensive stance, readying herself for the fight.

As soon as the bell rang, though, she would quickly lunge forward and come in low, attempting to tackle Nikolette's legs, trying to grab one of them and knock her onto her back. She hoped Nikolette wouldn't expect her to be so aggressive this early on, and if her tactic worked, she would keep a tight hold on the the brunette and attempt to flip her over, trying to bend her backwards into a single leg Boston crab.

As the bell rung, Nikolette spread her leags in antiocipation of having a good fight. Much the novice she wasn't really sre what to expect. When Angel came in low and dove at her, she managed to have one of her legs avoid being held but Angel had a firm grip on one of them. She tried to hop awawy but ended up falling over. "H-Hey now!" She said as she continued to try and scramble, pushing her boot into Angel's head to try and pry her off.

"I ain't no mountain you can climb ya kinow!" She yelled surprised by the tactic. She tried to resist getting flipped over reached out and grabbing at Angel's uniform, not wanting to grab the hair as that would be dirty and she could think of nothing else that would get her a good grip.

Angel would be struck by Nikolett's boot and let go of her, rubbing her head a bit and backing just a bit. As the brunette tried to grab her clothes though, she would be greeted by one of Angel's own kicks, aimed right for her head to try and stun her for the moment.

"Waah! Damn!" Nikolette yelped as her head was kicked. She was still thankful for being released and backed away and rubbed her head. She scrambled to her feet and looked at Angel with a grin. "Guess this is the real thing." She muttered and took her stance again.

She knew she had to make her own attack. If she just kept dodging Angel she wouldn't fair very well. She stepped forward and went for a head lock.

Angel grins right back at her. "Real thing? Don't tell me you weren't taking me seriously before, chica..." Then she gestures for Nikolette to bring it on.

As Nikolette runs in to try and go for the headlock, Angel would quickly try and get her arms around the girl's waist before she could lock it in, trying to lift her up and fall back, going to slam Nikolette down onto the mat behind them.

"I was takin ya serious!" She said. She didn't mean to offend Angel with her words she just hadn't really been kicked like that before. She cursed herself as her waist was grabbed but she could still at least hold onto something. If Angel wanted to slam her to the ground, she would be coming with her.