SS 18 Tag Team Titles: Imperial Order (c) vs Blazing Blizzard

Akiha tagged Gwendolyn in and would then exit through the ropes and wait at the turnbuckle. She then watched her tag partner and rival getting ready to go at it. The crimson hair crusader would watch as the two traded some banter, a bit insulted by it but she made sure to keep her cool, it was all part of the game plan. After all both Belinda and Chelsea where high-level competitors and had won a few tag matches, so they could not be underestimated.

Just as the two were about to lock in, the blonde aristocrat would come back to Akiha corner. The Japanese wrestler would then extend her hand in order to be tagged in by her partner. Just as she entered she would hear both members of Blazing Blizzards making comments, complaining about what was happening. “Oh, what is wrong, this is perfectly legal. I did not take the so-called Blazing Blizzard as complainers." said Akiha in a dismissive manner.

She would then move towards the center of the ring, arms stretch out, ready to enter a collar and elbow tie up. “Well then, how about some technical wrestling between the two of us Belinda, that is something we have not done much of.” stated Akiha with a smirk on her face. Though she would then retreat back. “Or maybe not.” she then gave a tag to Gwendolyn, letting her partner take over again.

The bewildered frustration in the audience and in their blazing adversaries was becoming more noticeable with every unwarranted tag-out by the aristocratic duo. Not a soul in the arena comprehending what the point was to any of these delay tactics and cowardly retreats, though that didn't stop them from drowning the gladiatorial arena with vitriolic boos as Akiha once again performed an expertly timed fake-out by tagging in her imperial partner. A guttural groan immediately echoing the instant they slapped hands.

"Dearest me~...How utterly indecisive we must appear to be, and on so extravagant a world stage. Never fear, Madam Northman. I promise, on my solemn word as a Bettencourt, I will most assuredly lock horns with you, as they say~..." Gwendolyn added her own air quotes with a pleasantly wholesome smile on her snobbish visage. At first, Gwendolyn would seemingly adhere to her proclamation, repeating her earlier ring pacing alongside Belinda following along on the other side of the ring.

But once again, when it appeared Gwendolyn was going to motion forward for a lock-up with her arms extended with a hunched over posture... she would stop just an inch short and promptly turn in place towards her fellow aristocrat...but in a blazingly quick motion would twist back in Belinda's direction and shoot our her leg while pivoting off of her other one. An emphatic and gut-churning Sobat Kick centered directly into her breadbasket with as much power as Gwen's kicks were infamously known to have!!!

Belinda would let out a frustrated sigh as her eyes widened a bit, intensity increasing in her pupils as she would look on at Akiha and Gwendolyn effectively toying with her at this point, at least that was the way that it came across to the young Northman. Shaking her head a little as she would watch Gwendolyn back up and tag Akiha Kosha back in. 

Deciding not to let it get to her as she would simply watch Akiha come up close. " Technical wrestling, I'd think you'd lose out in that pretty quickly." Belinda said as she once again lowered in and ready for that lock up. Surely they were done by now....nope, spoke to soon! Belinda once again groaned out in frustration much like the crowd, watching Akiha back up and tag in Gwendolyn. 

At least Gwendolyn tried to reassure her that she was most definitely going to lock up with the Swede. Of course, Belinda trusted Gwendolyn about as far as she could throw her. Still she would drop into her stance again, ready to grapple. Deciding that if Gwendolyn was tagging out again she'd just smack Akiha the second she came into the ring. 

Belinda and Gwendolyn however, did start to pace around the ring, the tension was building. It seemed as if the ringlet curled blond was actually planning on going through with this, finally she was going to be able to start this match. When they both lunged towards each other for that lock up though, Gwendolyn back up and turned and started to walk to Akiha. Belinda shook her head, letting out a slight laugh of frustration. She would watch Gwendolyn for a moment, clearly just expecting her to go tag in the redhead. Then suddenly the blond twisted back, pivoting off of her leg and throwing her other leg towards Belinda's gut. 

Striking the young Northman right in her well trained abs and causing Belinda to hunch over, coughing out as her arms wrapped around her abs, she gasped and started to retreat a few steps, having clearly not expected any of the two to actually start fighting in this match with the way they had acted.

Imperial Order's perplexing subterfuge continued onward with even the pin-stripped referee getting exasperated from constantly having to acknowledge tag-ins with an emphatic slap of her hands. The situation was starting to become ludicrous with a underlying "Boooring" chant starting to pick up momentum amongst the echoing booing. The official was beginning to consider reprimanding the haughty noblewomen for purposefully prolonging matters when they finally received the action they craved...but not in the way they would have preferred. The wicked impact of Gwendolyn's boot being driven into Belinda's unprotected breadbasket resonating to the rafters with the pompous aristocrat smirking down at the winded Northman with a hand propped up against her hip.

"...*giggle*...Satisfied? By her imperial pride, a noblewoman must always adhere to her promises~..." Gwen snarkily remarked while approaching her hunched over adversary, the deception reigniting the fan's booing contempt for their under-handed...but still undeniably legal tactic. One of Gwen's gloved hands would be assigned to the cuff of Belinda's jacket with the other hand clamping onto the back waist of her opponent's wrestling shorts.

"Hutut~...Retreating to tag in your partner is certainly no honorable way to kick off such a competitive affair~..." Gwendolyn ironically berated Belinda for backpedaling to her own corner before attempting to charge her forward while keeping her hunched over. The heiress aiming to drive Belinda shoulder first into the metal pole of Imperial Order's corner, right between top and middle turnbuckle.

Belinda coughed and retreated while the crowd threw their discontent the way of the Imperial Order, neither liking their tactics nor the way that they had gone about starting this match for real. Belinda coughed out louder as she tried to retreat but as she did Gwendolyn was quick to grab a hold of Belinda by the scruff of her jacket, pulling her in closer. 

Then she grabbed at the waist line of Belinda's wrestling shorts, getting a firm grip of the Swede as she then chastised the blond for trying to retreat back towards her corner, something that caused Belinda to grit her teeth in annoyance. She had half a mind to give Gwendolyn a verbal beatdown for that, but she'd have to settle for a physical one!

Though right now she didn't exactly have the ability to do so, as she went sent running by Gwendolyn as the aristocrat took to a run with the young Northman and then sent her shoulder first into the corner turnbuckle of Imperial Order's team! Driving that shoulder hard into the metal post, which caused Belinda to gasp out loudly in pain, her shoulder heating up with pain upon impact as she shot out from the corner and landed right on her butt in front of the turnbuckle, wincing in pain as her hands shot up to her shoulder, trying to hold and numb the pain for the moment.

Gwendolyn always preferred these types of advantages. Ones garnered not from out muscling her opponent, which was an impossibility for her in some cases. Or even ones where she out maneuvered her opponent's. But advantages she earned from out-thinking her adversary in conniving and manipulative ways. Showcasing her vastly superior intellect always coming off as delightfully more satisfying in her hazel colored eyes, and I.O.'s deceitful opening gambit exemplified that gloriously as Gwen's pompous smirk would attest to. The posh noblewoman still in the center of the ring as she than turned her head to the side to address Belinda's own crimson-haired cohort still in their corner.

"I do hope you managed to scrounge up enough paltry savings to afford those delightful novelty tag belts I recommended~..." Gwen snarkily stated to Chelsea with a dramatic flick of her golden ringlets off of her shoulder, blatantly attempting to provoke the fiery red-head into charging into the ring. An act that would only distract the referee and afford I.O. more time to work over her battered partner.

Should Chelsea not take the well-implemented bait, Gwen would elegantly waltz over towards Akiha and once more tag in her fellow aristocrat in what may have been the most tag-in's in so short a time in AFW history. With both of Belinda's feet lifted high into the air by her ankles by both of the privileged aristocrat's, a sudden wishbone leg split would be implemented as their double-team maneuver before Gwen would take her place in their corner.

Well that was a mundane and cowardly tactic, didnt want to start things off normally so they simply opted to piss everyone off to cheap shot Belinda. Chelsea was annoyed and looked at the situation with a huff but didnt fall for Gwen's little taunt, or more precisely she reigned herself in from charging having seen that tactic played out one too many times and still thinking Belinda could counter it still.

"I made sure to get your name engraved on it, as you'll be the ones needing them!" Chelsea shouted back, knowing that shouting was really the best she could do, any attempted intervention on her now would bring the ref to her side, and that would mean the ref was not watching Belinda and instead allowing some more blatant tricks with Gwen already setting up something big for her that she wasnt too keen on seeing Belinda put through.

A cruel smile would appear on Akiha face as she saw the tactics that she and Gwendolyn had come up paying dividends now. Gwendolyn managed to get a kick in right into Belinda's chest, weakening Akiha arch rival. She then watched as her blond opponent tried to retreat a bit but Akiha blond partner would allow no such thing, the high born wrestler would grab onto the Northman and send her shoulder first into the turnbuckle.

Now that Belinda was in their corner, the two members of Imperial Order could start to double team her and work her down. Akiha would then be tagged in as Chelsea did not take the bait. “Oh Chelsea, leaving poor Belinda to the wolves, what a poor tag team partner you make. Do not worry, Gwendolyn and I will show you how to be a proper tag team." stated Akiha as she threw her own insults to try and work up Chelsea. She would then grab one of Belinda's leg and raise it into the air before falling back to perform a wishbone split.

Belinda wasn't really in a very good spot right now, having been hit by a rather cheap shot by Gwendolyn and then taken for a run straight into the corner turnbuckle, she was forced to endure a great deal of pain as her shoulder had smacked into the metal post of the ring. 

She winced as she dropped down onto her butt and would hold her shoulder, rubbing it a bit as she aimed to try and quell the pain in her extremities, but she didn't exactly have the time to do so, as rather quickly the pair of Imperial Order was upon her, each of the different shaded wrestlers took a leg of Belinda's in their hands and then performed a rather nasty wishbone split! 

Driving Belinda's eyes to shoot open wide and her to gasp out, hands shooting down to her legs as she would flop back and over onto her side, holding her joints as she would try and once again bare with the pain that she was being put through by Gwendolyn and Akiha....making damn sure that was going to make both of them suffer for this....

Having hit Belinda with a wishbone split, Akiha was feeling confident but she still wanted to put more hurt on her secret lover, to show her who was the boss. Seeing Belinda holding her joints in pain would bring a smile to Akiha face. “We are just getting started here, if you thought that was painful then you should just tap here and save yourself all the pain.” stated Akiha in a confident tone.

The crimson hair crusader woulBelinda'sattempt to grab Belinda legs, once again trying to split them up. If she managed to do so, she would then jump in the air and bring both her legs forward. Gravity would then do its job and bring both of Akiha legs right on top of the very same joints that had just been hit. She was trying to send a message to everyone, anyone who tried to defeat Imperial Order would be in a world of pain.