Amelia Kunisada (D) vs Jinx - The Ninja and the Feline

Standard match
Victory via pinfall or submission



"OK Amelia, you got this! Remember... She's the same size as you are! She's pretty much a rookie too... And her record is like 1-1. You've got good chances, OK? Just remember to stay on the move, don't let her to catch you for too long, weaken her when you can, and finish her off when she's down, OK?"
"Yes Sera, yes... I'll do my best..."

Amelia Kunisada, La Liana Rosa, was about to make her singles match debut in the grand Friction arena. Much to her elder sister's worry, her little sister had already been paired up to fight tonight in an official singles match, basically in no time after the duo's arrival to Japan. And while she was proud that they were getting requests and offered matches, the elder sister would have much preferred to be herself the one to perform in a singles match first.

Why? Frankly, for no good reason. Mostly because of her protectiveness towards Amelia. She knew her little sister was quite inexperienced, in AFW terms a rookie, and fighting against the competition in their new home brand herself first could have maybe granted the elder sister some experience and advice that she could have used to help and coach Amelia with.

Maybe.

Amelia, on the other hand, had been all too keen to take on the challenge as it had been offered to her. Sure, Serafina had become angry at first that her little sister had gone and accepted a match offer without asking her first, but the anger-mode had soon been replaced by the coaching-mode, with the elder proceeding to do anything she could and was in her power to prepare her little sister for the contest.

Only problem was, that all of Serafina's fussing and advice had actually turned Amelia rather nervous by now.

Still, she did not want to show it to her sister. While Sera had been worried at first, once she had dug up a couple of stats and info of her little sister's first opponent, she had become convinced that this girl called "Jinx" was actually going to be a rather suitable first opponent for Amelia.

Naturally, Amelia knew it was best to believe her.

Amelia Kunisada - La Liana Rosa:

"OK, off you go, good luck!"
"Thanks, Sera... See you soon!"

As the tunes of La Niña del Volcán began filling the Friction arena, Amelia was sent by her sister to face tonight's challenge. Faking confidence the best she could, La Liana Rosa made her way rhytmically down the ramp, until reaching the apron, and getting up onto a turnbuckle to calmly and collectedly greet the viewership of the night. Then, jumping up inside the ring, the girl performed a Somersault before landing gracefully on the mat, and proceeding to the center of the ring to bow for the crowds in the traditional Japanese way to each direction, before retreating to her corner.

Trying to prepare herself mentally the best she could, on the outside Amelia appeared confident, but deep inside she was nervous. So far the babyface ninja had been able to just follow the script with her entrance, but soon there were variables going to be introduced to the script.

Namely, her opponent.

It had been awhile since Jinx had need to be in the arena. Her less than flattering debut, at least in her eyes and the subsequent fallout had taken a toll on her. Turning down other matches as they came her way, delaying her career all in a slapdash effort to devote her time to taking back her win from Lucky. It hadn't been great for her prospects with the company or her paycheck, but that was over now. After getting raked across the coals over her little Tension stunt they had finally found her a new match in an actual ring. No gimmicks, no hentai, just a straight fight. This was what she needed, a good throw down with someone new to help clear her head and focus on building herself back up.

Jinx was committed to this mindset, showing up early to get a good workout in the morning, washing up, then changing until she was called on to wrestle. It had all been going so well until she opened her locker and a flood of small papers spilled out around her feet. She hadn't actually used the locker since… well, her first match in AFW really. Her eyes narrowed at the papers, nudging the pile with her foot to turn a few over.

Light pink parchment… cutesy cartoon animal stickers… what even was this? She reached down to pick up a few, letting the papers fall between her fingers until she held one and unfolded it. Her Amber eyes scanned the words, lips tightening as she pieced things together by the time she saw the signature at the bottom.

"Mrawr... apologies? Feh." She half scowled giving the note a small toss back to the floor. Once it joined the pile she glanced from side to side, suddenly worried someone else had seen all this unfold. She was alone… after pulling her ring gear out of the locker she crouched down and started shoveling the notes back into her locker, pushing them down hard enough to crumple and crush them into the corner. She would deal with them later, she had a match to deal with now.

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Theme:

Jinx:

The house lights dimmed into a dark void leaving only the limitations from stage camera backlights and the occasion cell phone in the audience. The massive screen suspended over the entry stage and with the image of a full moon slowly rising, Jinx's haunting music filled the auditorium. A feline shaped head eclipsed the bright moon in darkness before the eyes snapped open sending out crisp beams of light through the dark interior. The eyes shifted, dragging with them the spotlights that moved along the ramp as if searching.

A brief glimpse of movement here or there as the feline fighter dashed and cartwheeled her way down the ramp, never in the light for more than a passing second, just enough to tease her approach without giving herself away. The last spotlight caught her sliding into the ring on her front, arching her back with a suggestive rise to her hands and knees. Those Amber eyes of hers almost seemed to glow as she stared up at Amelia with a playful smirk painted across her face… then the lights went out again.

A few beats later they had came back up and Jinx was gone from where she had entered the ring, instead she was now found behind her opponent. The feline fighter attempted to slip her arms over the top of the Ninja's shoulders, to tug her into a small embrace from behind if she wasn't fast enough. If Jinx managed to get hold of her she would give a light squeeze, pushing up against the girls back as she plopped her chin down on her shoulder to whisper in her ear. "Hey little mousey. What's your name, hmm?"

There was only one thing Amelia was keenly interested in right now, and that was actually seeing her opponent of the night. Ironically, the entrance that followed was one that showed the least of the actual opponent she had ever seen... And the music? It was sending chills down her spine.

But one thing was obvious. Based on the little she was seeing, her opponent seemed to be a catgirl... One that was coming for her.

As La Liana Rosa could finally see her feline form inside the ring, she could see her amber eyes staring right at her, her face practically purring from the sight of the Latin Ninja...and then the lights suddenly died down again. And despite of the debutant's best efforts to keep calm, her opponent's entrance had been so overwhelming, that the situation, the total darkness, was very unnerving.

Finally, after what seemed like ages, the lights came back on, and...she was no longer there. And not in any of the other corners either. So where had she-

"EEEK!"

Amelia squeaked like a mouse and her body froze as a pair of arms suddenly enclosed her into an embrace. She could feel a warm body pressing against her own, and it was no longer hard to guess where her opponent had gone. Now she just had to hope that falling to the feline's prey this easily would not end up costing her...

"I-..I'm Amelia. Amelia Kunisada. La Liana Rosa. "A-and you are?" Some unwanted hesitation was apparent in Amelia's slightly sobbing voice as she was trying to adapt to her opponent's tricks. Even if she couldn't greet her with a bow in this position, the Latin Ninja still tried to remain as polite as she could, also making no efforts to escape the feline's sneaky hold at all. The match hadn't officially begun yet, so the rookie concluded that letting her opponent do her tricks would not end up hurting her yet... Or so she hoped.

Jinx couldn't help but be tickled pink when her opponent simply stood her ground and took whatever she was giving. She was fine with that… it was what she needed right now, just a few moments to flex her power and feel in control. Things lately had been a mess for her so coming back to what she seemed as normal was a breath of fresh air.

The feline wrestle purred softly into Amelia's ear, taking a moment to gently nuzzle her neck and breath in the scent of her. She was so tense… nervous… shy? This might be more fun than she had imagined. "Jinx. Hey." She playfully nudged Amelia's ear with her nose.

She wished the bell would ring, she wanted to just wrap this woman up and bring her to the mat right now and have this conversation while she pulled Amelia into pretzels, but a sidelong glance to the referee made it very apparent the official was waiting for the two to separate. With a soft huff she reluctantly unwrapped her arms from her little latin ninja and stepped back with springing steps.

"La lane rose?" Clearly the title had been lost in translation due to her butchering it when it was repeated. "What's that mean anyway?" She brought a hand to her to her own face, lightly scratching at a cheek with the back of her hand. Jinx didn't have a title, she didn't think anyway. Just a dumb nickname Lucky had given her. It wasn't even an imaginative one, just some baby talk name you would use when talking to a pet. Meh.

The official would wait for both women to face each other before signalling for the bell. Jinx's ears perked at the ring, dipping back another step to take on a very relaxed fighting stance that saw her bobbing up and down on her feet. She didn't make an opening move though, genuinely curious what Amelia's title meant.

Yes, Amelia knew Jinx's name. Serafina had been sure to tell her. It wasn't that she needed to know. But it was just customary. Introductions, you know? Something that people usually did when facing each other, maybe accompanied by shaking hands, or nods, or bows, or...anything else than embracing, nuzzling, and smelling the other person?!?

No such luck. Jinx was perfectly happy with doing all of the three latter options while introducing herself. The only silver lining with it was that maybe, just maybe she wouldn't be noticing the heavy blush that had developed on Amelia's face from such a close distance.

"H-hey." That was all Amelia was capable of replying to Jinx while the Feline was getting a thorough feel of her opponent. The girl's behavior was being so unexpected, so unique, that La Liana Rosa did not now how to react. Should she just let Jinx do what she willed, or should she start fighting back? Glancing towards the ref immediately told her though that what was happening was not in due order, and soon enough Amelia could feel the constricting embrace loosening around her body...

Turning immediately to face Jinx, the debuting rookie got to finally see the feline's appearance properly. And what she saw only caused her blush to deepen even further... Three things were for sure. One, Jinx really was of comparable size, and totally winnable. Two, she really immersed into her role as a Catgirl...if it even was a role at all. Three, she was so hot, so cute...

"Eh, w-what?" Amelia's daydreaming was suddenly cut short by Jinx's question. "L-Lane rose? No! Liana Rosa. La Liana Rosa. It-...It's Spanish." The bell rang, causing Amelia's concentration to rapidly sharpen up again. The match was on now. She had a battle to win. She couldn't let this catgirl play mind games with her any longer! "And what does it mean? I guess you've never been to jungle, if you don't know... But I'll be sure to teach you what it means tonight!"

Even if Amelia's words were a bit more assertive now, her tone was still oh-so-innocent and friendly. Taking a few steps forward as she was saying her last words, Amelia was quickly coming up with a plan. The more she concentrated on wrestling, the less she'd let Jinx mess with her mind, right? So, as Jinx had already managed to surprise the Latin Ninja with her entrance, so could Amelia now surprise the Feline?

Deciding to find out about it, the rose-colored ninja suddenly cartwheeled forward, hoping to get her legs landing on Jinx's shoulders, and twist them around the Feline's neck!

Bright Amber eyes watched Amelia with deepening interest as she caught the other girl staring at her. She tilted her head, a mischievous smirk upon her face. The blush hadn't escaped her notice, how could it? She was pretty sure astronauts could see it from orbit if they tried. This was exactly what she had been needing. A flustered little girl to play cat and mouse with… what fun she was going to have. It was a bit surprising given the rather revealing attire her opponent wore… the feline fighter had been able to get a good look at her panties for crying out loud.

"Mhmm." She took a moment before the bell to stretch her arms above her head, giving the other girl a small personal pose that would have sold well as any pin up poster disguised as a pre match warm up. "How exotic~." She purred softly before easing into her ready stance at the bell.

"I'm not a jungle cat, but I'm a hunter all the same. That's fine, I perrrrrfer show, not tell." She had a casual air about herself as the two traded words, not taking Amelia at all serious as a potential threat at the moment. Hands raised, fingers wiggling, she couldn't wait to get her hands on her cute little ninjette as she inched in.

When the woman came cartwheeling at her though, she was clearly not prepared for the more inventive approach, despite being something she employed herself. She let out a small yelp of surprise as Amelia's legs came around to clap her shoulders, those legs she had been admiring moments before coiling around her neck. This…. Wasn't how she had wanted to start things off at all.

For Amelia, coming up with a plan wasn't all that easy provided the circumstances. The excitement, anxiousness and pressure of having her debut in the big Friction arena could have easily been overwhelming, and how her opponent was behaving wasn't making things any easier at all. The other girl appeared so confident, so ready, such a sensuous feline huntress... So how was she going to succeed in showing her skills as a talented ninja, and not just become...a mouse in a trap?

But holding on to that thought was exactly what did the trick. The rose-colored ninja suddenly formed a plan in her head, and it involved indeed showing Jinx what the true meaning of a liana was...

The best part obviously was that its execution was a perfect success! Well, of the first part anyway... But it had been the most crucial one. Managing to surprise the feline fighter and getting her legs wrapped around her opponent was going to make the rest oh-so-much easier!

Keeping her legs wrapped around Jinx's neck and applying a subtle squeeze while hanging down along the feline's body was on Amelia's opinion the perfect way to show her how lianas were really like out in the jungle too. Gradually increasing the pressure of the squeeze, the rose-colored ninjette would have loved to stay in this position for some time longer...but she knew it was way too dangerous. Sooner or later Junx would find ways to try fighting back - and as a preparation for that, it was a good idea to have as little elevation as possible.

As she was hanging upside down, the next part of Amelia's plan was to start delivering chops to the backs of Jinx's knees, hoping that the move would cause the feline fighter to gradually collapse onto her knees, eliminating the chance of a rough landing for the ninjette. Strangling her opponent on the ground was probably a much safer option to choose.

While her opponent wasn't terribly heavy, just being burdened with her hanging form seemed to be causing Jinx trouble. Knees pointed inward as her legs shook to stay outright. Her hands clapped down on Amelia's thighs, groaning as she tried to pull apart the vice like hold with little effect. She let out a muffled cry between the other girls legs, swinging her weight from side to side, trying to carefully keep her balance and shake her loose at the same time.

It was surprisingly easy to buckle her legs with only a few chops, brought down to one knee and gravity did the rest. The feline fighter was brought down, unable to hold Amelia when she faltered, bringing them both to the mat. The Ninja however was in a car better position while meanwhile, Jinx was blushing fiercely, hot with embarrassment. Jinx had just been teasing this woman and now she was on the verge of being submitted?!

She turned over best she could, wincing at the ever increasing pressure wracking her skull. The balls of her feet pushed off the mat, fingers clawing, desperately trying to crawl her way to the ropes in hopes of freedom. She couldn't let another cute, bubbly little rookie make a cool of her again!

Wow, this was going good. Very good.

In fact, too good.

Jinx may had managed to unnerve the young debuting ninjette at the start, but she had managed to overcome it! Amelia had managed to overcome it, and execute a skilled and efficient move that had placed the feline fighter into her own mouse trap! Seeing now how Jinx was struggling in her hold, how she was totally imprisoned by her thighs....it was just....spectacular...

And right then, Amelia realized that she had forgotten how to continue with her plan. OK, she had gotten Jinx down now, and then she was supposed to... She was supposed to...

Amelia's brain had suddenly become empty after excessive immersion into the success of her first move, and her plan was gone. That gave Jinx just the right amount of seconds to turn over and begin slowly dragging herself towards the ropes...and it was just enough to make Amelia's position a much more awkward one. Even if she technically had her legs around the feline, she couldn't just let herself get dragged along to the ropes!

Finally coming back to her senses, Amelia realized that she needed to do something else. Unwrapping her legs from around her opponent's body, the ninjette wanted to get back up again as quickly as possible. And luckily, this time her brain was already telling her what to do next.

Counting on Jinx to keep on making her way to the ropes for aid with getting back up, Amelia began immediately charging at her. Hoping that Jinx would be perfectly positioned by the ropes at just the right time, the debuting ninjette tried to jump up and deliver a Jumping high kick right to the back of her head!

The feline fighter was in a bad place. Trapped between legs that were deceptively wrong for how smooth they had appeared on inspection… and she had given them quite a look. Amelia was a very attractive girl, which had been something she had intended to enjoy but this wasn't how she had intended it to go.

Jinx had a serious problem, one that she had only just started to understand. It wasn't just Lucky, it seemed all these sweet, cute girls in AFW were proving to be her bane. She found herself enjoying the squeezes, losing her mind in a sea of imagination of all the ways Amelia might beat her. Terribly embarrassing ways as she giggled and celebrated like some stupid fluffy cloud of a woman… and Jinx found herself almost wanting to let it happen. Why was this a thing? She came here for a fight damn it, not to let herself get beaten down!

She was almost to the ropes. She would break the hold and just… start over. Find something to hate about Amelia and latch onto that so she could focus on winning again. Just as she reached for the ropes, those crushing thighs let up, leaving Jinx to collapse on the mat, panting heavily. She didn't question it, only assuming the girl had set her free because she had almost gotten to the ropes regardless.

She pawed for the ropes, using them to slowly draw herself up, body shaking as she worked to recover from the prolonged submission hold. When the ninjette came at her, she was shoot unprepared for what came next. The boot hit her hard in the back of the head flopping her forward through the middle and bottom ropes. She let out a groan, hanging half out of the ring, bobbing slightly on top of the bottom rope.