Shizuko Himuro vs. Sachiko Kanda - GOD's And Monsters

Shizuko meant no jest when she queried as to Sachiko's satisfaction on the manner, in spite of the seemingly implied attempt at humor. Sachiko had become quite insistent about compelling the sullen psychic into reinvigorating her lack of offensive drive, to the point where even the typically reserved and monotone Shizuko felt embers of rebellion ignite within her. One didn't need to be in her chosen line of profession to know that continuing onward down this match's current trajectory would have meant having her metaphorical clock cleaned by a deluge of savage strikes before suffering certain defeat. What's more, the God-Hand seemed to become particularly preoccupied with the fortune teller's...posterior. An odd fascination that had brought a bit of a rosy hue to Shizu's cheeks even now as she proudly sat atop the striker's mushed breasts, but was what had compelled her to make ample use of her backside in this pin in the first place.

"Mmmnn..." Shizuko bitterly pouted down at Sachiko in a manner that nevertheless made her come off as adorable, all from this absurd situation that was regardless on the cusp of earning her a victory. Satisfying though it would have been, her adversary undid the pin attempt with a thrusting uptick to her powerful legs that unseated the psychic with a startled yelp. She'd shuffle to her side and waft some hair out of her eyesight with an exhausted huff, soldiering onward by helping herself to two handfuls of the striker's hair. "You've chosen this fate of your volition. Gaze upon it with your own eyes in humbled acceptance... " Ominous words being uttered by Shizu as she gradually hauled Sachiko up to her knees before the upright psychic. Both hands still gripped upon her foe's green locks as she swiveled her hips to the side before walloping Sachiko with the jiggling poundage of Shizu's mythical backside in an ass first hip attack.

Sachiko poured energy into her legs, and while she didn't reverse the pin like she wanted, she did succeed in getting Shizuko off of her and breaking the pin. Sachiko would rollover on her side and threw a glance over to Shizuko to see what she was doing and unsurprisingly she was already on her feet again and making her way over to Sachiko. She would wince as the Psychic grabbed two handfuls of her hair and drag her up to her knees....before Shizuko then decided to give her a "hip" attack, only there was less hip and more ass.

Sachiko would fall on the ring floor again and blush a bit as she realized what Shizuko had just hit her with. "Humbled Acceptance"? She'd do a lot more than gaze upon it with that, if ever given the chance. "Y-You know, there are probably a lot of men and women out there that would pay more for that kind of treatment from you as opposed to your "clairvoyant" mumbo jumbo." Sachiko said as she began to pick herself up off the ground. Once she was on her feet again she'd turn to look at Shizuko and got ready for the next round of this match.

...no, Shizuko was not particularly prideful in having resorted to that particular type of offense. Those rather bodacious hip attacks of hers were somewhat of a last resort for Shizu considering she'd just be playing into the stereotype and undesired Diva title she'd been saddled with since her bygone Wrestle Angel days. All in spite of its walloping effectiveness however, as the Godly Striker appeared truly disheveled and out of sorts afterward as Shizuko graciously allowed the Sachiko the time to recoup and say her peace. Which, as she predicted, was more of her infernal teasing about her psychic abilities.

"Indeed...but why do I get the sneaking suspicion that you would be one of those aforementioned clientele so eager to pay for such...services?" Shizuko queried with her arms crossed and curiously quirked eyebrow, afterward flicking one of her split hair tails before approaching Sachi with raised arms in a grappling stance. Breathing steadily through her pert lips with focused attention brought down to Sachi's legs. The clairvoyant opting to duck low once in close proximity to Sachiko to wrap her arms behind the striker's thighs. All in a tackling attempt to unbalance and level her adversary back down to the floor if possible.

"I won't deny that it certainly would be a tempting to pay for such a service but for me, it's more fun and satisfying to work for it than get it so easily." Sachiko countered as she looked at the clairvoyant, it was fun to have options like that available but it never felt truly worth it unless you worked for it. Sachiko would notice Shizuko get into a grappling stance, an odd choice for her at this point in the match. Sachiko could tell something was up so she decided to play along for the moment.

Her suspicions would be confirmed when she noticed Shizuko get down low and attempt to tackle Sachiko into the ring floor. Sachiko would stop the tackle, after taking a few steps back. "Now who's getting eager?" Sachiko would ask. She would then attempt to reach down and wrap her arms around Shizuko's body. Her goal was to lift the clairvoyant up and drive her into the ring with a power bomb. Hopefully, it would give Sachiko a chance to go for another pin.

The psychic wondered just what Sachiko meant by uttering her preference towards working for it, Shizuko certainly not intending to come across as if she particularly enjoyed or was volunteering herself for those types of services. At least she didn't think she was...regardless it should come as no surprise that Shizuko's game plan revolved around once again flooring the versatile brawler and inhibiting Sachiko's striking prowess in the process. Especially if the clairvoyant could somehow put further strain on her adversary's limbs in whatever submission she could position herself into in time. Except that Shizuko's charging momentum came to a halt in the brawler's grasp, where upon in one deft swoop she was hoisted upward and swiftly propelled back down to the canvas for an explosive impact. Shizu wailing miserably upon crashing landing, but still mustering up the wherewithal to attempt to sheepishly crawl towards the nearest corner and the most ideal place she'd think to start lethargically climbing back to her feet...

Sachiko planted her feet as Shizuku rushed her, her body sliding back a bit as Shizuku tried to Spear her into the ring. It was a good tactic for the clairvoyant, keeping Sachiko grounded would've made it difficult for Sachiko to fight back but even weakened Sachiko would prove to be a fighter. Sachiko would reach down and wrap her arms around Shizuku's torso and before she could separate and pull back Sachiko would pull her up into the air, her legs resting on Sachiko's shoulders!

Sachiko would then drive Shizuku down into the mat with a brutal PowerBomb. Sachiko would take a second to breath, given she had to use a bit of extra power to pull Shizuku up. Sachiko would then notice Shizuku trying to crawl her way over to the nearby ring post, more than likely looking to use it for asylum and to get back up on her feet. "Oh no you don't." Sachiko said as she approached Shizuku. Once there, she would reach down and grab one of Shizuku's legs and try to pull her back to the center of the ring where Sachiko would attempt to lock her in a single leg Boston Crab submission.

The frazzled fortune teller knew her strategized reasoning was sound when it came to robbing her adversary of her verticality. Upon utilizing her clairvoyant capabilities, she perceived that all foreseen roads that lead towards a victory on her part, all started with her somehow managing to wrestle the green-haired brawler to the canvas and further dismantling her through joint locking submissions. Tried as she might though, Sachiko's stubborn insistence towards not cooperating with Shizuko's attempted upheaval still only spelled powerbombing doom for the psychic, a high pitched yelp squeaked from her mouth from the sudden spine first plummet.

Sheepishly army-crawling in any direction Sachiko was not, was Shizuko's only feasible reaction after realizing in the most vicious way possible that her adversary was just as capable a powerhouse wrestler as she was a brawler. A far less complex plan than before, but one easily usurped nevertheless as she felt herself being unwillingly hauled back to the middle of the ring. Shizu huffing out a breath from being seated upon by her foe before her leg started being cranked backward, the psychic squirming and writhing beneath the brawler with her briefly hands extended to the ropes that were in no way within reach. "...Hngh...Y-You...D-Do not believe I can be so easily defeated at my own game..."

Sachiko dragged Shizuko to the center of the ring, and began to pull her leg back as she sat down on Shizuko's back and locked the clairvoyant girl in a single leg Boston crab submission hold. She would wrench it back as far as she could to maximize the damage of the hold. Sachiko listened as Shizuko grunted in pain and heard her mutter about "not being so easily defeated at her own game".

Sachiko would smile a bit as she looked over her shoulder at Shizuko. "Your game? I think you've forgotten you aren't the only player, cause I've made more than my fair share of women to submit." Sachiko responded as she then brought her legs up to keep Shizuko's leg bent while she tried to transition the hold into a STF.

Underestimating Sachiko was an irksome reoccurring theme throughout the match that was undoing Shizuko's confidence in walking away a winner tonight. Although she earnestly may have an issue with walking period the longer she languished within the striker's single leg Boston crab, far more impeccably applied than even she could have predicted given her adversary's expertise was in another realm of grappling altogether. A revelation further proven upon being hog-tied into an STF, strained facials mushed into Sachiko's netted fingers with her ankle affixed between her foe's thighs. Her torqued back neck and strained leg challenged her endurance levels in brutal fashion as she wriggled meekly and felt helpless enough to consider submitting from the striker's submission, that is if her crawling attempts to reach the rope ended up earning her that desired freedom or not...

Sachiko linked her fingers together beneath Shizuko's head and securely locked the Clairvoyant's ankle between her legs, trapping her in a STF in the middle of the ring! Sachiko bent Shizuko's neck backwards as far as she could and kept a tight hold on her leg to maximize the amount of pain the hold would put on any other wrestler. One might think it a bit extreme to go so far but against a former WA Champion like Shizuko it was necessary. This fact would be proven true as Shizuko slowly began to crawl her way over to the ropes in an attempt to break the hold.

Sachiko was impressed that even though she was on top of her and was in a lot of pain that Shizuko would still try to endure the pain instead of tapping out of such a brutal submission. Then again, Shizuko's tenacity was right up there with some of the other big name WA Alumni. But even so that didn't mean Sachiko intended to give her any slack along their way to the ropes. Sachiko would continue to put as much pressure as she could on Shizuko's neck as they continued to draw closer and closer to the ropes. Finally, Shizuko's efforts would pay off and her hand would grab the bottom rope and Sachiko would let her go. "Well, would you look at that. Congrats on getting through that, Shizu. I'd say it's about time we get to wrapping this up, wouldn't you?" Sachiko whispered into Shizuko's ear before she got off of her. Sachiko would take a few steps back, looking around at the cheering crowd that was amazed by how close this match was getting. She had missed this feeling and now she was going to give these fans the thing they wanted to see most. Sachiko would turn to Shizuko as she was getting up, rotating her shoulder as she did so getting ready to unleash the punch that had gotten her so many victories in the past, the God Hand.