Lucia Lynch vs. Peggy McIntyre

MATCH TYPE: Standard
VICTORY CONDITIONS: Pinfall, Submission, Count Out, Knock Out, DQ

Peggy stood in the backstage area, having already checked herself out in her attire. She was ready and more confident in recent weeks than before. She had been working with Alaina, their tag team had gotten off to a solid start, and she was being booked far more frequently for matches again. If management seemed to finally show more notice in her that was probably a good thing as far as she was concerned.

The young Irish lass was making her way over towards the ramp when she heard her music hit. She rushed out onto the ramp and heard the crowd cheering more than booing. It was nice that her mixed reaction was slowly swinging into the favor of the crowd. She did less of her tweeter tactics to win than she used to but make no mistake, Peggy was going to do whatever it took to win short of blatant cheating. Hair pulling or an eye rake in the heat of the moment? Fair game. Using the ropes for leverage in a pin or a weapon? Hell no, that was never her style.

tonight, she was determined to make Alaina and her aunt proud. She was on her way to showing Japan she was no jobber from abroad. In her time in Friction amidst the wins and losses that much was evident to everyone: Peggy was not a pushover at all. Now her mission was more akin to showing that Peggy McIntyre wasn't the weak link of the Irish Amazons. The fact that her partner was a former Entropy champion made that endeavor a tough one, but one that Peggy wasn't going to shy away from.

As she stood in the ring, standing dead center with her hands on her hips she looked back up the ramp. Peggy wanted to see what the woman she was going to pin in the ring actually looked like.

The arena lights faded away leaving only darkness before a dim red hue illuminated the massive room. The entryway in particular had been bathed in a brighter more ominous glow as a slow moving fog rolled over the grating. Lucia strode out from behind the curtain, batting it aside with head raised high. Her demeanor oozed confidence, the ominous red glow surrounding her as fog licked at her boots made her seem otherworldly and dangerous. Her bright gold eyes scanned the crowd who were already uproariously invested, chanting and shouting for her. Several howls rang out in the audience. While she was still new to AFW, ever since her signing and debut she had been drawing in fans from her movies and television appearances. She was something of a cult phenomenon over in Japan despite her fade into obscurity and ridicule over in the states. She slowly raised her arms up, fingers tense and crooked as if holding onto some strange and powerful force that went unseen. As they reached the peak, she throw them back down, tucking them bend at the elbows to her side as she threw her head back to howl.

The dusting of howls she had received upon coming out had been nothing compared to the return she got now, a sea of grown adults howling into stale evening air. No place else but this would someone not bat an eye at the scene. She gave a fanged smirk as she made her way down the ramp, moving with a calculated sway of her hips and overall stride to best present her assets to those in attendance. She knew the value of sex appeal in both popularity as well as merchandise sales, so she was sure to milk it for everything she had. It came with the added bonus of possibly putting her opponent at a disadvantage as well, depending on their preferences. She doubted that would come into play tonight though, this was after all just a normal match. She was thankful for that, wanting to better herself with actual fighting after her last in ring encounter.

She make her way up the ringside stairs, lingering on the apron. Turning her back to the ring, she stretched her arms out along the top rope. Her hair billowed as she threw back her head, striking a seductive pose to the crown before slipping herself into the ring nice and slow, showing off her long legs as they slid over the middle rope. Her golden eyes settled onto Peggy, finally giving her opponent the time of day. With long confident strides she made her way right up to the ginger lass, pursing her lips to give the air between them a soft kiss. She smirked down at the girl, testing her resolved under being confronted outright letting the silence linger.

"Hope you found some four leaf clovers on your way to the arena today, otherwise your luck just ran out." She leaned in, so close their forehead were almost touching.She had added a bit of Irish singsong to her voice in a shocking turn of events that showed she had more range as an actress than most gave her credit for. "I'll try not to chew you up too bad." She had on that slightly fanged smirk again, head tilting slightly as she waited for rebuttal.

Peggy watched the theatrical entrance with a raised eyebrow, tilting her head to the side. This lady was something else. Peggy hoped she had the ring game to back up the antics, otherwise Peggy was going to do all she could to make it a very short match. As the two stared one another down Peggy did something that she hoped got in Lucia's head.

Peggy sat there and yawned, looking more bored than anything. "Did ya say somethin'? I just saw your mouth moving' n' heard noise. Not words or anything meaningful, just loud noise. I hope your other muscles work as well as that jaw otherwise we're gonna have a really quick match." Peggy said with a smile. She had thought of a possible handshake, but opted not to this time around.

As the bell rang, Peggy circled about and moved nimbly on her feet as she eyed Lucia waiting for a chance to strike. Peggy ended up lunging in, trying to reach out and grab one of Lucia's wrists in both hands, twisting Lucia's arm as Peggy herself spun around. Peggy wanted to try to slap on a hammerlock just to see how Lucia responded to a basic move. Maybe Peggy would pay for not going in harder, but regardless she would get a gauge of what Lucia could do.

Lucia's smirk faded, eyes narrowing slightly as she gave Peggy a rather flat look, letting her speak uninterrupted. Once the Irish woman had finished, she leaned back giving a small shrug. Apparently she wasn't going to get much out of this one in the way of witty banter, just some mind passive aggression. Bringing a finger to chin, she tapped it lightly, taking slow steady steps back to distance the two of them while waiting for the bell. She had considered just jabbing the woman in the throat, a bit of instant payback for acting so dismissive. She knew however doing something like that wouldn't go over well with the crowd so she kept that to herself.

"Hard of hearing? I didn't know I was against someone with special needs. Don't worry, I know sign language." She held up a hand, giving her own little mock cutsey smile back as she flipped the other woman the bird. She gave it a little waggle, letting the gesture sink in before lowering it again. She had tried being a bit playful, apparently that wasn't on the menu with this one. Fair enough. Lucia rolled her head back slowly, working out her neck, though her eyes hadn't left Peggy the whole time.

As the bell rang, she took a bracing step back, raising her arms up protectively. Fingers curled into tight fists, she slowly moved step over step to the side, circling opposite the redhead as she watched her through the slender gap in her guard. Sure assumed the girl was a tried and true grappler, just by her ring gear, but it wasn't really anything solid to go off of.  She hadn't had time to pick apart the girl's movements much more before she was coming in fast. Lucia drew back a fist, intent on making the girl pay for going in for a tie-up situation, but that wasn't what her opponent had in mind however.

Her other arm hand remained stationary, an easy target to grab in comparison. She let out a hard snort as she felt her arm, yanked forward into Peggy, letting her punch fly awkwardly to miss as the redhead slipped behind her before she could connect. She grunted, forced to take a stumbled step forward as the other woman wrenched her arm up and back, pinning it up against her back.

"Fast, huh?" She snickered bitterly, wincing as her arm was torqued. She didn't allow the girl much time to celebrate however holding off her counter attack until the girl said something in return. Tucking her leg up, she thrust it back down to stomp at the toes of Peggy's boots to make her think twice about getting them started like this. She wasn't done either, arching her back suddenly and hard. Lucia's head snapped backwards, directly itself back to try and smash Peggy right in the face. She was assuming where the girl's head was behind her, unless Peggy opened her mouth and gave her a verbal cue to direct the blow.

"Oh piss off ya damn b- arrrrrgggghhhhhh!" Peggy said before howling in pain as her toes were stomped and the back of Lucia's skull smashed her in the face! Peggy let go, staggering back as one hand covered her nose which was now throbbing in pain! Peggy blinked a few times and shook her head, stunned for a moment by the surprise headbutt. If this is how Lucia wanted to fight Peggy was more than happy to oblige.

She had tactics of her own she could fall back on, and the Irish lass did indeed like a good old brawl. Peggy grit her teeth and tried to reset herself before Lucia could inflict any more embarrassing strikes against her. "Ya talk a good deal, n' I can't wait to shut that damn mouth of yours!" Peggy shouted as she tried to step up landing two fast punches right into Lucia's abdomen! If Lucia wanted to be treated like a punching bag Peggy was happy to do so. She had put in a lot of work on her strikes so this could be a good venue to show off the results of the hours she spent with the punching bag!

Peggy was a mouthy woman. That certainly wasn't a bad thing, no more than a few seconds into the match and Lucia had managed to make her pay for it. While the stomp was standard fair, the head but was her personal additive for the sheer fact she wanted to hit this woman in the face and her fists hadn't been an option. The blow had jarred her a bit as well, dulling some of the enjoyment she had from abruptly cutting the redhead off mid sentence.

She hadn't waited at all, as soon as she had been released, she planted her foot a d twisted, sending a blisteringly fast roundhouse behind her in a wide dangerous swing. Thankfully Peggy's staggered steps back had put her just out of range, letting her boot swish by the woman's face as a very good wake up call for the woman's momentary daze from the headbutt.

Her foot found the ground again as she squared her shoulders. Another kick after Peggy may have been spooked by the first was a bad idea. The last thing she needed was to get her leg caught. She bounced a bit on the balls of her feet, readying for what came next. Peggy was giving her plenty of time, deciding it best to be chatty instead of press in right away. She was fine with that.

She was more prepared this time for when the girl stepped in on her. Had Peggy opened the bout with these punches, she may have had an easier time landing them. Lucia was clued into the woman's speed now, that coupled with her actual striking experience tilted things into a playing field she thrived in far more than grapples and holds.

Her balled fists opened into palms, taking a bracing step back, body twisting with both punches thrown at her. She managed to intercept both with a quick slap, guiding them off their mark to the side with her own hands shoving at Peggy's wrists. She could tell just by feeling the stiffness in the other woman's arms with that brief contact that her blows had power behind them, happy to have sent them harmlessly aside to spare her that pain.

"Mouth is up here." She spoke as she deflected the blows, huffing with each exertion. "You blind too?" She back back with her own blow, stepping in nice and close to Peggy as she threw up an arm. It almost looked like she was going to uppercut the woman, but her fist tucked in near her shoulder when her arm shot up. Her elbow cut through the air like a knife, attempting to catch Peggy under her chin with a violent strike of bone on bone.

If she managed to connect solidly with her elbow to send the girl reeling, she would follow up. Lucia worked in a style of full on aggression, making use of her strong offensive power to keep the match moving fast and furiously. Her strength was in her strikes and stamina, while not a incredibly practiced fighter she could hold her own incredibly well when it came to a brawl. She snapped her leg out, boot heel thrusting to try and catch Peggy hard in the shin, targeting the same leg she had stomped figuring that was the one that would be sluggish between the two. While the kick was solid, it was meant to try and knocked the other girls leg out from under her, trying to get her to fall forward face down onto the mat.

Things for Peggy went from bad to worse. She stepped in and swung twice, but her strikes were deflected by Lucia. Before Peggy could react she took a sharp elbow to the chin and her head snapped back, the Irish woman staggered, stumbling back on limp legs. She was easy prey for the follow up, falling forward onto her face. The fall didn't hurt but landing on the same spot that had just taken the elbow kept her stunned and in a bit of a daze.

Peggy was feeling fairly humbled and outright humiliated at this point. Lucia had pretty much made her look like a dumb rookie despite Peggy having a bit more experience in the ring. She tried to get up but could only make it to her hands and knees. "Damn you... friggin' over-actin' theatrical pain in the ass...." Peggy grumbled, pissed off that Lucia had so easily gotten the upper hand on her. Peggy was equally unhappy with herself for allowing it to happen. As much as she wanted to get up and take the fight to Lucia, or at least try to do so, Peggy was still hurting from that elbow and stuck on her hands and knees. She shook her head trying to shake the cobwebs off as best she could.

She had gotten lucky in their first exchange when Peggy had put her in a hold she was familiar with. Hammerlocks, choke holds, even the full nelson was something she hadn't even needed to be taught by her new wrestling coach. All of those things were done fairly frequently in the film industry to the point she was able to take a lot of her stage fighting experience and apply it here. While not exactly the same, standard strikes fell into a very similiar place for her. It almost was as if Peggy's offense had been tailor made to help Lucia shine.

Her blood was pumping as she managed to have an answer for every single move the redhead threw her way. It was easy to forget she was new to the wrestling business in this moment. Her early agression was paying off, putting her on the fast track to turning Peggy's claim around on her, which the lone wolf was very okay with. As the Irish lass was dropped to the mat, Lucia didn't take the time to boast her good fortunes. She had learned from her last match to not let up on her opponent while they were still somewhat fresh.

"You had a whole lot to say earlier, still feeling cocky?" She swiftly circled up around Peggy as she rose to her hands and knees. She gave the audience a bit of a show, extending one of her long legs over top of the downed woman before stepping over her to place the woman between her legs. She held her arms up over her head, striking a seductive pose briefly before blowing a kiss to the onlookers. The positioning and execution got a rise from the crowd, howls and cheers ringing out across the arena.

"Down girl, play dead." Without delay Lucia squatted down forcefully, dropping her weight along Peggy's back to slap her back down to the canvas. She hadn't gone all the way down herself, rising back up to then plummet from her full height to drop her weight down on the girls back a second time, landing herself on top of her prone figure to straddle her. She constricted her thighs around the girl snuggly, making sure there wasn't much room to struggle before laying herself down across Peggy's back.

She did so in an accentuated manner, grinding her body down against the girl. It wasn't really about humiliation or domination, she was just playing up her character for the crowd. It it happened to make her opponent feel one way or the other however, it might help. From her place atop Peggy, she reached down to slip her arms around the girl's neck, trying to cinch in a rough rear naked sleeper hold, one of the few submissions she was proficient with.

Down and out wasn't quite accurate to describe how Peggy was doing... but she sure wasn't doing good. Peggy groaned and moaned woth each drop down by Lucia, her face redeeming as the crowd was now fully behind her showy opponent.

The choked gasps and shouts that escaped her throat sure signs of the pained torment Peggy was feeling! "Ngh...fuck off... ya damned git!" Peggy hissed between gasps and choked coughs. Peggy kicked and flailed her limbs before tightening up her core, trying to roll hard to her left! Once she got some momentum Peggy used all the strength she had to roll heraelf again and again, attempting to roll the both of them right over into the ropes for a rope break!

Lucia's brow furrowed as the two of them rocked together briefly before Peggy rolled them over one complete time. It had caught her almost completely off guard. She knew some struggled or crawled, this was something new. But she could adapt, she WOULD adapt. The second roll managed to get half way through completion before it stopped dead. Lucia had spread her legs out, clapping her boots down to put a swift end to Peggy's escape plan.

The positions had changed, Lucia now choking the woman from below rather than above. Once they had stopped however, she attempted to slip her legs fully around the woman's figure, constricting her with a body scissor as well. They would roll just a bit more, dropping onto their sides as Lucia cranked both holds. The ropes we're in view, but out of reach at the moment almost as taunting Peggy.

"You're not getting out of this... Just stay with me, I don't bite... Much." She breathed out softly into Peggy's ear, her tone was inviting, almost alluring. She didn't for a moment actually believe that the redhead couldn't secure her escape. The girl seemed rather capable despite being on the losing end of things this far. Even being beaten to the floor and locked in, she still seemed to have her wits and strength about her. It was actually rather impressive how fired up she was... It was just a shame she had such a sour attitude.