Nikolette Tessla Vs. Satomi Hakase

Nikolette blinked at Satomi's words. She tried to speak but said nothing. "I...I...I..." The single letter that she repeated was all she could manage. The situation and the fact that Satomi had not resisted had made the usually talkative girl was practically speechless. She turned her head only to see Satomi's face. Those cute lips and the way her eyes looked when they weren't framed by her glasses. She was really adorable looking. Nikolette's heart sank again and she could feel it pounding in her chest.

This wasn't the time for that. She shooke her head and brougth her hands up and grabbed Satomi by the shoulders. She looked into her dark green eyes and whispered the word again. "Satomi..." She then smiled. "We still have a match goin on." She chuckled slightly but then did somethign that even she couldn't have believed. She leaned in and kissed Satomi. Nothing deep or sensual just a simple peck on the lips but for someone like Nikolette it could have been either of those things.

She backed away from Satomi to about the center of the ring and put her fists up. "All that stuff can be saved for after the fight, right? I bet yer feelin ready ta go. I got me a nice second wind thanks ta that little jolt ya gave me, though ya darn near flushed the life outta me, touchin me like that...' She grinned widely not finishing the rest of her sentence.

What... what was this feeling? She wasn't sick, was she? The way her heart raced, the quivering in her legs, the anxiety, the symptoms didn't add up, her genuis mind could fathom this as being what it really was. She thought of it like an illness, but in reality, Satomi had feelings for the first time for another girl; she couldn't grasp the fact that she would actually love another woman.

A soft breath continued to escape Satomi's lips, frozen in place as her eyes met Nikolette's, her lip starting to quiver when she watched her beautiful opponent get closer. The girl's words were right, they still had a match, but a few seconds later, things got incredably confusing for the petite scientist when she felt a soft, warm touch upon her lips, her olive green eyes that once sparkled with innocence widening when she realized she was kissed. It was brief, but there was something about it that made Satomi melt to that touch, wanting and longing or more.

But Nikolette said it can be something to save for later, her cheeks only deepened in a hue of red, her thighs rubbing together nervously, and she begun biting the edge of her lip when she thought about it. What was she supposed to do, what should she say? She felt flustered and confused, the fans even sympathizing bit at the strange spring of romance in the ring.

But, Satomi had to regain he composure, she needed to get back into her fighting spirit. And so, with her sheepish, shy grin beginning to fade, Satomi took a long, deep breath beore stepping away from the ropes, and entered her stance once again, bending her knees some and keeping her palms out and her fingertips closed, ready to begin fighting, awaiting for Nikolette to approach. "I... I g-guess. I um... think we should just focus on this, a-and I'm sorry for t-touching.. you." Touching her? It felt so... wierd to say that, even embarresing, but something about it in the back of the young scientist's mind elt kind of nice, even... comforting.

Nikolette grinned at the way Satomi spoke. But she waved her hand to dismiss the scientist's apology. "C'mon now, ya ain't gotta apologize fer that. So far... it was my favorite part a thee match." She kinda whispered that last part as her cheeks flushed once more. Nikolette really was an innocent girl, considering the league itself. And just a little touching made her blush to such an extreme.

Shaking her head and inhaling deeply she let out the breath and focused her lighter green eyes on Satomi. She marched up to Satomi and stopped. "Oi." She said carefully. And lifted up her hands in the traditional position of a test of strength. "Why don't we do a test of strength?" She suggested. Maybe Satomi would think it was absurd but Nikolette had more in mind than trying to fool the scientist into falling for something.

"I still gotta bum arm so it's not like we would be goin at it fresh." Nikolette was fairly sure that if the two had not been exhausted and beaten that she could win the test fairly easily. Satomi was definitely strong but Nikolette had more power in her, at least she thought so. "Just think of it this way. Ya wanna analyze me right? What better way. Course I'll be doin the same but it's alot better than havin ta eat a punch just ta figure out how much gas I got left in my tank right?"

Later after the match... Satomi didn't think so much about it at first, but after that promise, and the thought of being with Nikolette later on, she felt.. good about this. All of this was just so much, so sudden, but this... this felt right. In fact, as she remained in her stance, ready for what was going to happen next, she couldn't help but laugh. It was a soft, almost childish giggle, sounding cute for someone who was such a brainiac, and before long, she looked right at Nikolette again, readying for an attack.

However, Nikolette came up with a more interesting suggestion, and Satomi quickly ran it all through her head. A contest of strength wasn't exactly Satomi's strong point. In fact, she relied completely on defense and counters, so she wasn't at all up to the idea. But thinking about the fact that she really damaged the girl's arm, giving Satomi an advantage, she had an advantage. "Well, alright then, but you're going to loose." She said with a warm smile, still blushing softly before she went to meet arms with Nikolette and grab her hand to hand to start a test of strength. "All for science in the end," She said in an amused town as she locked hands with Nikolette, giving it everything she had.

Satomi's power was certainly below average, but her arms weren't in any pain, and she still had all the strength she could offer into her push, digging her heels into the mat and forcing her whole upper body into just her arms. It elt like pushing against a brick wall, but she wasn't going to give up. She knew Nikolette was weakened both from the attacks, and their sensual exchange might have made the two of them just a little weaker. But all in all, Satomi did everything she could to push in every ounce of power she had in her lanky arms, proving that she may not have had as much strength as Nikolette, but she certainly had the tenacity to not give up.

"Yeah!" She said cheerfully. "Fer science!" She chuckled at the statement. It was pretty absurd after all if one took the time to think about it. Two women in the middle of the ring having a contest of strength in the name of science. She locked up with Satomi, feeling her smaller hands against her own and smiling just a little bit at the thought that they were holding hands in some weird way.

But the thougth didn't last longl. She pushed with all her might, it was obvious where her strength was. Her left hand still having alot of power in it as she pushed towards Satomi.

But her right arm was shooting with pain just at even a little pressure and it began to give way to Satomi's strength. Nikolette grunted and tried to muscle through the pain. She certainly wasn't going to give up either and for the moment she focused on trying to bring the smaller scientist down to her knees if she could manage. However, one of her legs wasn't cooperating and she felt it beginning to give, even while her other leg was still a pillar. If things kep up she would end up on one knee.

She couldn't do this, could she? Her best strength was with her mind, not her muscle. But she refused to give up, when there was a problem, she didn't give in until she found the solution. And in this case, the answer was in fact found only by using her physical strength, and just like any science experiment, she refused to quit until the problem was 'solved.'

"Err.. nnngh!! I'm... aagh! I'm not.. giving up!" Trying to rally all the strength she could, excersizing muscles in her body she never used before, Satomi gritted her teeth, dug in deep, and leaned in with all her might, knowing after this, was was going to be sore and maybe even tapped out. She was in too deep now, and there was no point in giving up, not until one of them fell over, and she was going to give it all she had until then. Nikolette was strong, even stronger than Satomi ever thought possible as she felt like Nikolette was going to win, but she was going to keep up until one of them broke down or fell to their knees, and Satomi's legs didn't give out on her yet, her hands still clamping firm as she pushed with all her might.

If only Nikolette's arm hadn't been bruised earlier. The leg had been so long ago that it didn't hurt as much, but Satomi had really done a number on her arm. Her left hand kept a firm grip on Satomi's hand and still would not break but Nikolette's other arm was beginning to shake and the strain of exertion was slowly replaced by one of pain. It buckled and she fell to her knee, trying desperately to pull her hand away from Satomi's fingers so she could clutch at it.

She was panting heavily and the arm, which had recovered slightly during their rest, was back to aching and throbbign again. "dammit..." she whispered to herself. She wasn't completely out of the fight, but because of her victory in the contest of strength, Satomi had a few precious seconds while Nikolette recovered.

The intensity of the struggle between them had really sapped Satomi's strength dry. Even though she felt Nikolette was breaking down, Satomi didn't think it was a victory, she had put in too much too quickly to win the contest of strength, and at this point, she felt completely drained.

When Nikolette had collapsed to one knee, she was absolutely amazed with herself to realize she somehow one the fight, but she started to pant heavily for breath, her arms falling ragged to her side, barely standing as she swayed back, wiping the sweat from her brow. "You're... *huff* ..really.. strong." Satomi said between breaths, slowly trying to get some distance between them, nearly dragging her feet. Trying to sum up a little bit of her reserved strength, Satomi readied one arm beore running towards Nikolette. It was then that Nikolette would realize another strong point in Satomi's strategy, not only were her attacks precise, but she was incredably fast! Her thighs burned from pushing herself, and she was barely able to pull this last bit of energy from her, but it was enough to bolt towards Nikolette, her arm extended as she aimed to clothsline her friend right along the throat to knock her to the mat.

Nikolette was huffing as she tried to fight through the pain. Unlike Satomi, Nikolette wasn't out of energy. She was a rather rugged individual who had plento fo reserves in that department. Which was about the only thing she had going for her. She wasn't nearly as technically sound or as agile as Satomi but she hoped she could just outlast the girl. Right now, it was the pain that was killing her.

"Yeah..." Nikolette said with a smile. "Yer pretty dang tough too." She said not looking up. She was about to advance for an assault, finally catching her breath, but when she lifted her head, she saw Satomi flying at her. All she could do was widen her eyes and take what was given. She landed on her back with a thud, her air, coughing and unable to breath. That was the first thing that came to her and for a moment the pain was secondary. When she was able to manage a few breaths, she winced. The back of her head was throbbing and now sher back and neck ached from the whiplashed. She layed there dazed and wracked with pain not even knowing or looking for Satomi.

As Satomi's arm slammed into Nikolette's throat, knocking her to the mat, Satomi quickly came to a stop, practically dragging herself in the end as she looked back at Nikolette. She felt awful for hurting her like that, and just looking at the pain she was in made Satomi cringed a little, taking a little bit of pity after inflicting such a blow. "Er.. I-I'm sorry." She said with an offer of apology towards Nikolette as she decided to try and end this match now. She felt like things needed to stop soon, or at this point she might just give up from being too exhuasted. So, the young scientist panted out a few last breaths before she went down for a pin.

Crossing her body over Nikolette's, hands on one side, her knees on the other over Nikolette, Satomi lied down, almost ready to collapse, her soft breasts nestling into Nikolette's hips and lower stomach. The pin was lose, but at this point, all she wanted now was to try and end this and gain her first victory.

"1!" The ref yelled out, slapping her hand into the mat for the first count. And Satomi just tried to keep the pin down, taking her own time in the pin to catch her breath.