Adama Saadia vs Daichi Kurozu - Beguiled

Adama was no stranger to being lifted by her opponents in the past, it happened when one could bypass her guard. Granted it was hard to do so, but it had happened. Still however the maiden of the sands couldn't recall the last time she'd been spun around, usually her foes simply tried to slam her rather than attempt such an unorthodox move. It certainly left the siren of the sands uncertain of how to accurately respond to it, so she simply relied on instinct at this point and tried to escape. Still she must have done something to rile him up, Adama was the sort that saw nothing wrong with her figure and attire in all honesty. Knowing little about the grand scheme of that nature and instead focusing only on how such a thing can add to her mental game of being mysterious.

Still though in one fluid motion Daichi had let go of the maiden of Israel, her usually stoic expression widened into shock. Gravity was doing the rest of the work and away Adama went, she let an unusually loud and pitched scream as she went flying. With how they had been it was near impossible for the siren of the sands to accurately make sure she could be set to handle it well, the siren crashed to the mat hard and simply lay there in a crumpled heap. Earning loud gasps from the crowd.

This......wasn't good, no doubt Daichi was better than she was at the moment. He'd be dizzy for sure, but at least he landed well. Adama crashed and burned hard there. She simply remained unmoving save for her heaving chest signalling she was breathing rapidly, but as for where she was currently that was easier said than done. Daichi's words were sort of heard by the siren of the sands, but no response was offered. She'd reason she simply played possum, but right now there was no clear way to say that for certain.......

Looking down at Adama, Daichi was starting to get worried for her. He did managed to hear her scream (in a rather cute way) upon meeting the ground. He may have been the one to start making her spin around, but he wasn't even trying to send her flying, it was his grip that failed him. He made her sit up and started to shake her by the shoulders to see if she responded. "H-hey, are you..."

Daichi decided to stick his ear to her ample chest, devoid of the previous nervousness he had regarding her womanly figure. He was able to hear her heart beating, but he still proceeded to get to his feet, carrying the ashen-haired maiden in a bridal position while he went to the ropes where the referee was. If he managed to arrive with the referee without Adama breaking her little act, he would ask them to check for her well being.

Adama was certainly no stranger to pain, growing up an orphan in a place like Israel meant you had to be tough and able to take hits. But still the siren of the sands was sent reeling after that attack and pondered just what had hit her, it was times like she this Adama wished she could assess in the moment on what went wrong and defer to her mentor's teachings. But currently all she could think of was that dizzy feeling, Adama's eyes were shut hard as she pondered this. But the ringing in her ears had actually managed to drop down a bit, but still the match was taking its toll on her. The longer this went on the more it could favour Daichi, especially if the androgynous person kept up explosive attacks like this one.

The maiden of the desert would feel Daichi shuffle her a bit, Adama groaned quietly and motioned akin to a person who was poked and refused to emerge from her bed. The siren of the sands refused to speak to him, likely she deemed it a waste of time and energy. If he was going to attack her then for fuck's sake get it over with so Adama could get back to trying to do something. Daichi leaned into her breasts, barely concealed by her thin white cloth. Before shuffling her into his arms despite the height difference, Adama grunted quietly and the lifting made her somewhat realise where she was.......

Crap he was attempting to slam her about again! This revelation helped to shrug off the cobwebs just enough to make the siren of the sands try and move into action! Adama would jolt her eyes right up to Daichi's face and quickly wrap her arms around his neck and use the carrying position to try and leverage herself into slamming her opponent's jaw into her shoulder for a powerful stunner from out of nowhere!

It looked like the sudden movement of being lifted back up managed to bring Adama back up, her golden eyes opening up like a beautiful pair of sunsets."Hey! Are you alri-" Daichi would have been glad of her speedy recover, if it weren't for the fact that his opponent resumed her attack on him fast as a lightning. She surrounded his head with her arm, pressing his jaw against her shoulder, before he knew  what was going on, she went down to the canvas, taking his head with her, hitting him with a Stunner just like that.

"Ow!" He yelled out after the impact, tumbling down to his knees, he used his arms as support while he looked down at the floor trying to recover. "You're a jerk, you know that?" He said, not feeling like being friendly to Adama anymore.

That wasn't the sort of move that Adama busted out in all honesty, usually she simply tried to counter the opponent and flip them around with their own momentum or lock their joints in. But a stunner was the first time she ever tried one, couldn't say she planned it. But Daichi was likely going to try something against the siren of the sands given how he'd gotten hold of her, though now that the maiden of the sands thought about it. What Daichi said was peculiar, stating they were glad Adama was okay? What was that? The girl was puzzled by that, why express concern for your opponent? They were there to fight were they not?

Adama turned around to face Daichi in a crouched posture as she looked him over, she titled her head at Daichi before saying "I don't understand. You were intent on harming me were you not? Why else would you not attempt to pick me up?" the siren of the sands had never been shown concern in her fights before. When you do battle in underground pits you could expect no amenity, such a concept was.......foreign to the siren of the sands. Adama shook her head as if she felt a shiver down her spine, she then said "If that was indeed not the case, then I suppose I must apologise. Regardless fight to win please...."

Regardless Adama supposed she must repay the gesture by letting Daichi catch his breath, usually she wouldn't abide by this sort of honourable display. But her mentor would likely chide her should he watch her match at a later date for displaying ill intent after a gesture, such a display would speak poorly of the discipline he instilled in the sire of the sands.......

With his eyes spinning around after the whole Stunner thing, right after snapping at Adama for the cheap move. He was used to be on the receiving end of beatings for his submissive personality, and he was totally expecting for the maiden of the desert to start giving him a whooping. He, however, started to hear her words, questioning him for letting his guard down when she was weakened. "What?" He looked up at her golden eyes, that where looking at his green eyes as well.

She started to apologize to him, encouraging him to give his best in this fight. No one apologized to him after hitting him, not his sister when she was angry with him, not the bullies that tormented him for the most part of his childhood. He finally was able to distinguish her pretty features after his gaze returned to him. Even if her beautiful eyes still showed a professional indifference, the intent of holding back behind them made Daichi blush, it was an adorable small blush that added some color to his feminine face, while his eyes started to shine upon looking at his pretty opponent, shining and making his green iris look like watery emeralds.

"Y-yeah, I will" He said, suddenly snapping out of it, and getting back to his feet. "Th-thank you" He said in a shy, more melodic sound, devoid of the spunky cockiness that normally resounded in his words. After that parade of vulnerability, he shook the blush out of his face and took his stance, ready to wait for her attacks with a smile, not a bratty smirk like usual, a genuine, happy smile.

This was quite possibly the strangest fight that Adama had ever had for quite some time in all honesty, if it wasn't for Daichi's androgynous appearance it was the fact he showed active concern for the enemy. Compassion was a rarity for the Israel mystery, the only one that had for the most part given her such a thing was her mentor who gave her a shot at glory and combat.

So yeah when your an orphan in a country like that it can be hard to see the value of empathy towards your opponent, Adama would follow her mentor's teachings that espoused accepting gestures and responding in kind. Though truthfully the siren of the sands felt a bit uncomfortable in speaking unless it was to throw out taunts to get in the foe's head, still something told her to refrain from it for the time being.

She stared blankly at Daichi, if there was one thing Adama was good at it was looking un-phased by the antics of her opponent. When one yelled taunts at her the siren of the sands simply brushed it off and remained focused, but compassion? That wasn't something Adama was used to, nor did she want it to be. The last thing Adama needed was a confused mind, now was the time to get back into the battle.

The siren of the sands entered her stance and attempted to near her opponent, now wary of his power. But surprisingly Adama would offer a lockup towards Daichi, but with the state of the match Adama knew she'd need to be careful. Another hard impact like that and the desert maiden seriously doubted she'd be able to walk it off.......

Daichi kept smiling warmly at Adama, even though she started to act a little weird. For the time that their match went on, he could tell that she was the no-nonsense type of person, pretty much like his sister. So looking at her, so insecure of every step she took, made him remember the few times he found Akiko sad, confused or overwhelmed. She offered her hands for a Lockup, another weird move from her part, since between the two of them he was the one with bigger strength.

However, he promised to give it his all, so he ended up locking up with the ashen-haired girl. Daichi promptly started to struggle with Adama, they both tried to push each other back, but the feminine boy had something else in mind, a tricky idea that might be what he needed to get her, specially now that she was kind of distracted. "Surprise-surprise" He chanted, changing his serious expression with his childish grin once again and then he would pull her towards him, hoping to change her balance and then start going for a tight Bearhug.

Adama was starting to feel like she was running on empty at this point, perhaps it was the burnout after the high. The desert maiden was no stranger to hardship given how the siren had been an orphan in Israel, though given how hard Daichi  had slammed her about a few more of that and Adama swore she'd be a gonner. But still she was confident that her moves could let her see this through, perhaps her confidence was the reason behind this lockup attempt. Regardless the siren would lockup with Daichi, it was likely a fool's effort given his superior power. Though Adama was no stranger to this sort of thing, after all the underground fight pits usually encouraged this sort of thing.

Daichi seemed to be giving way for the desert girl, though Adama was suspecting something. He'd shown beforehand he could out muscle Adama easily enough, that combined with the siren being no stranger to playing mind games herself led Adama to suspect something was up with him. Though she kept her worry a secret and awaited his response, lo and behold she wouldn't have to wait long given how the person of questionable gender was letting her gain ground. A glint in his eye told her all before she could even speak to him.

Sure enough he moved into a submission, a bearhug similar to the hold he had previously attempted onto the siren of the sands. Adama winced at the pressure shooting through her ribs, but her foresight had paid off. Adama managed to wring one arm free before he could fully cinch it in, the girl from Israel would tighten her legs around Daichi's waist like a python as well. If this guy wanted then Ms Saadia was intent on making him feel the burn as the match went on!

The Bearhug was successful, or so it seemed to Daichi at first, but Adama was able to save one of her arms from his hold. He didn't realize this at first, because his efforts where in squeezing the girl in his arms like a stuffed toy. "Just let me know when you had enough of this, I'll be good and let you o-" His teasing was interrupted by the sudden feeling of pressure in his waist, he lowered his gaze to spot her legs trying to return the punishment he was inflicting. She was strong for her looks, sure, but the maiden of the sands wasn't exactly the one in advantage here, not in raw power or position. So trying to beat him now wasn't exactly the best option for her.

(chuckles) "We are doing this then? Ok, let's see who handles it better..." Daichi said to her while he builded up the pressure, not his full strength, because he still didn't wanted to cause Adama any real harm, but it still would be far from comfortable. the teen then saw how one of her arms was free, this caused him to panic and fear for a possible onslaught of punches directed to his face. He considered releasing her, only to remember she had him in her grip as well with her thighs "Crap" He thought to himself when he realized that she trapped him in his own hold.