Rosie Sato vs Delilah Moreau - I quit Pow debut match.

Delilah was definitely appreciating the ego boast she was getting from this match, between being able to show of her strength and the compliments she was receiving from her opponent Strawheart was having quite a pleasant time. The kawaii would then find her arms being hooked by Rosie's legs before finding herself rolled backwards, Delilah losing track of where she was pretty quickly before being pushed out of the pin and slowly moving to her hands and knees before standing up.

The french woman's quick inspection showed that her opponent had simply rolled her off, something that made Delilah a little bit embarrassed as she imagined how silly she must have looked to the crowd. Regardless she would attempt to close in on her opponent again if she got to her feet first, although that would be unlikely since she was forced to roll backwards and probably had the lowest level of speed possible for a kawaii.

Rosie rolled backwards and found her way to her feet quickly. She was a cold, calculating sort. But she didn't want to give that away to her opponent. At least not from the onset. No, she'd keep up her facade and only really drop it when it seemed like an opportune moment. The red-clad kawaii wrestler would rise before her brunette opponent and size her up. Once Delilah had made it to her knees, or one knee, Rosie would leap towards her foe and try to wrap her legs around the French-native's head and flip backwards!

Rosie would yell out a battle cry and try to spike her opponent's head into the mat by attempting a Hurricarana Driver!  

"HHHHAAAAAA!"

Delilah after being rolled backwards took a moment to figure out exactly where she was, the french native perhaps being a bit slower than she would have hoped when she attempted to get to her feet. Moreau barely managing to push against the mat and get onto one knee before Rosie rushed towards her and wrapped her legs around Delilah's head. 

For a slight moment Delilah wasn't exactly sure what her opponent was trying to do until she would get a harsh answer, the french woman's body lunging forward as her head was crashed hard into the mat. Delilah letting out a agonised squeal as she connected with the mat, her head being thumped off the mat before the recoil of the impact caused her to flop to the side, falling sideways onto the mat and making a slight grumbling noise.

With a dynamic maneuver, Rosie was able to drive her opponent into the mat, head-first! She landed on her hands and knees to see her opponent recoiling from the impact and landing on her side. A sly grin appeared on Rosie's face as she contemplated a way to capitalize on her last move. Miss Soto would crawl over to her downed opponent and reach for her leg, which was clad in a long, perhaps thigh-high black sock. After grabbing hold of it, she'd wrap her own legs around it and scissor them before wrapping her arms and hands around the French woman's ankle, seemingly setting up for an ankle lock.

"Looks like you've got more flaws than just being a bit on the slow side..." Rosie said ominously as she would practically adhere herself to Miss Moreau's leg. She'd get a good hold on that ankle before attempting to raise her hand and place her fingers on the arch of her opponent's foot. If all went according to plan, Rosie would begin to rapidly tickle Delilah's foot through her sock, in an unconventional submission hold!

Delilah would still be to rocked from the last attack to fully resist her opponent, the french woman just trying to shake and kick her leg as Rosie grabbed it to make her opponent's plans a bit more difficult to carry out. Despite this effort though Rosie would eventually manage to lock her legs around one of Delilah's, causing the powerhouse kawaii to have a moment of anticipation. She considered herself reasonably tough and was certain she wouldn't tap out to a submission right now, no matter how perfectly set up the move seemed to be.

Delilah as she was bracing herself for something painful would hear a statement she didn't really understand, or rather she understood the words that made it up but didn't understand their context in this situation, but that was only until her opponent showed her true plan.

Just as Delilah was starting to ponder what Rosie meant she would feel her opponent's fingers invade her foot, it seemed despite Rosie having expertise in submissions that she also has expertise in tickling. The French woman wasn't able to resist the sensation and would almost immediately start laughing and weakly trying to drag herself away from Rosie, Delilah being locked tight in her opponent's tickle hold.

Rosie commenced the tickle torture. The Canadian would assume control of things for now. Her execution on her last two moves were excellent enough to make her plan come to fruition. She'd force The French-native to burst into a fit of laughter that she'd keep up for several seconds before eventually slowing down to make her demands.

"Delilah! Having fun? The ropes won't help you in this type of match. Would you like quit, dear?" Rosie prompted her foe. She assumed it would take a second or two to get an answer. Being tickled a bunch tends to leave you out of breath. Rosie expected Delilah to decline, and when she did, Miss Soto would resume tickling the brunette's tender and delicate foot, aiming to make her eventually cry of laughter!

Delilah's lungs were started to feel some real strain as her face was forced to contort in laughter, the powerhouse kawaii would fold her hand into a fist before slamming it down on the mat hard. She would try to force a serious facial expression but wouldn't be able to do it as she immediately burst into laughter again, some tears starting to form in her eyes as she heard her opponent.

" Not a chance! " Delilah would cackle out, not being able to stop her laugh even for long enough to respond to Rosie, in desperation the French woman would grind her teeth together to try and halt her laughing, her facial expression showing the immense struggle she was currently in as a couple of teardrops rolled down her face. 

The french woman wanted to feel her opponent's lovely body more and she wanted to have a hard fought match before finally dominating Rosie at the end to show of her superiority. There was no way Delilah would let herself be beaten so early, her most prized possession was her ego and she was not going to let it be tarnished.

As tears continued to stream down her opponent's face, Rosie's slightly sadistic smile began to change back to her typical one. It would eventually become apparent to her that Delilah wasn't going to throw in the towel. At least not this early and not in this hold, no matter how hilarious or cute it was. She'd begin to let go of Delilah's leg and find her way to her knees while still on the ground.

She'd place her fists on her hips before giving Delilah an annoyed look. "Y'know. I really thought I had you!" Rosie complained before grabbing hold of the ankle on Delilah's other leg. She'd pull her opponent in by her leg and attempt to tickle her other foot! If successful, she'd begin quickly running her fingers up and down the sole of Delilah's foot before boasting in a comically evil fashion.

"Maybe we just got off on the wrong foot, Delilah! So let me reintroduce, myself. My name is Rosie Soto! I came here to win! And right now that means making you surrender like a good little Frenchman! It can't be that hard, right?! It's what you people are known for!"

Delilah would let out a long sigh of relief and start panting for oxygen as soon as her foot was released, while Rosie held the french woman down easily she would just try to get some energy back in her lungs. Delilah most likely was stronger than her opponent but in her currently tired state.

Delilah would then feel her other ankle getting grabbed, the powerhouse kawaii getting much more lively now as she tried to crawl away to avoid being tickled again but wasn't able to escape her opponent's fast paced and unconventional attack.
As Delilah was sent into a fit of laughter she would start to hear Rosie saying some pretty nasty things, Delilah's expression turning to one of anger as she heard Rosie mouth off against her. 

As soon as Rosie was done speaking Delilah would start to grab onto the mat and frantically swing the leg that her opponent was tickling as she started to respond to her opponent. " You rude fucking hillbilly! They won't be able to find your carcass when I'm through with you! " Delilah would yell in response, her threat turning into a low growl as she tried to toss and turn her body to escape the hold.

Delilah was determined to get up to her feet and destroy her opponent, how dare she talk down on Delilah's homeland and even more so how dare she ruin Delilah's image of a fun and hard fought match.

Delilah tossed, turned, kicked, and struggled in anyway she could to escape Rosie's tickling. Luckily for her, Rosie didn't apply the hold as well on this leg. It was one of the reasons the Canadian grew frustrated and venting her real thoughts to her opponent. Rosie didn't bother to commit to this hold. Delilah wasn't gonna tap or quit, at least not now, and Rosie knew that. The French-native's struggling was rewarded this time around. She actually managed to kick Rosie while flailing around, prompting Miss Soto to roll away and find her way to her feet as well. Rosie would take her time getting up, allowing Delilah time to do the same.

"Ohhhhh looks like I hit a nerve or two, didn't I?" Rosie teased as she put her hands up and prepared herself to engage her deceptively strong kawaii opponent again. She allowed Miss Moreau to make the next move under the assumption that she'd attack out of anger and make a mistake.