In With The Old Out With The New: Eshe vs. Hoshino

She didn’t expect Hoshino to be so out of it when she pulled the girl to her feet. The moment she was up she practically used the Egyptian for support just to keep herself from falling back down. Eshe held onto their arm to at least help the gymnast from falling down. That defiant look in her eye inspired her, even in her situation, she didn’t want to give up but one couldn’t defy their own body.

”You fought hard Hoshino Yuubari, I’ll send you off worthy of how hard you tried.” She replied, guiding the smaller woman center ring. She figured they were to exhausted to go for the ropes but she wouldn’t give them that chance. It took Eshe everything not to drop to breathe, to rest her weary body from the punishement she had to endure to get to this point. She’d honor her warriors spirit with then justice of a heavy finisher.

With the schoolgirl in the center of the ring, Eshe would bend her body to the side, hooking her arms between those stocking covered legs and their shoulders into a fireman carry. She uses the maneuver and momentum to throw her oppoent downward, using her left arm as a brace before sending them down neck and back first from her finisher: Set.

If the blow connected, her bottom would slam down with the schooldgirls body. Hoshino would find herself nestled between her dark tanned legs, Eshe would lean forward and hook their right leg, pulling it up to hug against her chest as she slightly bent backward for her third pin attempt, hopefully, the last.

The referee would slide to the mat, and began her count, smacking the canvas in accordance to her profession.

One!

In her current state, Hoshino could only be led around the ring by her opponent, as she was so dazed she needed to hold Eshe just to keep standing. The crowd cheered as she got dragged to the center of the ring, everyone anticipating a spectacular finisher. Hoshino was shaking in anticipation as well, though she wasn't looking forward to being on the receiving end of whatever finisher Eshe had planned for her.

Eshe started off by picking up the light gymnast and slinging her over her shoulder in a fireman carry. Hoshino whimpered, closing her eyes in anticipation of what was coming next. She felt her body getting thrown forwards, then her shoulders and the back of her head impacted the mat with a powerful thud. Hoshino's eyes snapped open, widening until they were bugging out of her head, her mouth opening in a pained gasp. The poor schoolgirl felt a wave of pain flood her body yet again, tears filling her eyes as she got folded over and pinned down. Unfortunately for her, she didn't pass out, meaning that she felt every last bit of pain.

"Two!" the referee's hand slapped the mat once more, "Three!"

The referee stood up, waving her hands to indicate the end of the match. Hoshino closed her eyes, accepting her defeat at the hands of a superior opponent.

Whatever defiance was left in the schoolgirl surely seemed to be crush as her back and neck met the mat, hard. Her mouth opened with a painful sounding gasp, like all the air was compressed from her lungs and exploded. Her eyes seemed to buldge out of her head, from where the Egyptian was sitting the poor thing looked like she was crying. She’d console them after, she earned it and a hug.

As she clung to that leg, the referee continued their count, hitting two and finally three. Eshe dropped the leg and rolled backward to give the gymnast some space. She sat up on her knees easing her fist, her first victory, it was so hard to believe that she came out here and won it. She smiled as the referee held up her hand, her free arm crossed over her stomach, the pain surfacing again from the lingering adrenaline.

She’d stand over the smaller Japanese woman and extend her hand, they’d earned her respect. ”Hey there, sorry for roughing you up there, are you okay?” She asks, taking the girls hand if she reached out to take hers. She’d at least help them to their feet with a smile and a firm pat on the back, bringing them into a hug. She wasn’t sure if she’d get shoved away from it but it felt right to show her support of only a little.

After Eshe released her leg, Hoshino flopped down flat on her back, letting out a small sigh in defeat. She covered her eyes with one hand, both to block out the piercing glare from the ring lights as well as to keep herself from crying. She had tried so hard this match, only to botch things again and take another loss. At least her opponent this time didn't spend half the match humiliating her. Or at least that's what she hoped, the match was over but if Eshe wanted to take things further Hoshino knew she was in no shape to resist.

But it seemed Eshe was not the mean heel type. The Egyptian beauty extended a hand down towards Hoshino, who took it after a few moments of hesitation. The gymnast wondered if it was really safe for her to stand after taking such a beating. Once she was up, her legs were still suite unsteady, and like before she practically fell into Eshe's arms, not so much trying to return the hug as just trying to hold herself up.

"Thanks," Hoshino said, grateful for Eshe's concern, "I think I might need some help getting out... You roughed me up pretty good!, " A little bit of Hoshino's spirit returned as she gave Eshe a smile, but it didn't change how the gymnast was literally wobbling on her feet. "I think I need to see a doctor..."

The roar of the crowd had surprised Hosino’s defeated sigh, but their body language gave it away as helped them to their feet. They were hesitant to take her hand, it seemed fair to be after she did rough them up but it was almost like she had experiences with betrayal from the interaction. Eshe was firm on her approach as Hoshino practically used her as a crutch.

The small woman was on shakey legs, she could hardly stand, maybe she did go a little overboard there. The violet offers a her support, slipping her hug into a side hug, and wrapping their arm around her neck to hold her up. She awkwardly smiled with the mention of a doctor. ”I-it might not be a bad idea to check with one.” She offered.

Helping the school girl out of the ring was a bit more difficult than she planned but with some additional help from the Ref, the Egyptian helped them back up the ramp towards the curtain. [colof=#6633ff]”Hey, you know, if you want we could totally have a rematch sometime.”[/color] An offer most defeated opponents would never decline. She wanted the competition and Hoshino seemed just like the type.