Antoinette Francine vs James Elfron - Reach For The Stars

Match Rules: Standard

Spoiler:

Antoinette was on her way to the arena, not from the locker room like most of the other wrestlers. In fact she was in a limo, the Emerald Dancer was having her debut match this evening at long last. Truth be told she'd have departed from Japan at this point had her ex John Carnaby not entertained her with the many pleasures of the land at least, it'd be nice to have a meeting with that idol Kotone at some point~ But she'd finally gotten a match booked against a relative newcomer to Tension called James Elfron. The Emerald Dancer hadn't looked him up but still she had kept up her training regime and practised her kickboxing arts and learned some of the wrestling ways in preparation for her bout.

"Ms Francine, we'll be arriving in the arena shortly." the driver stated, Antoinette simply adjusted her sunglasses and smirked as the car wheeled its way there and before started to reach the ring. The lights in the ring dimmed to a light purple tinge as Dry Lagoon blared from the speakers as the limo would emerge and park up at the top of the entrance ramp, aligning perfectly with the path. Antoinette's door would open with the green haired lady gracefully stepping out dressed in her sleek black dress and high heels.

A stage hand would roll out the red carpet for Antoinette there with the limo reversing out the way as the Emerald Dancer strolled down the ramp in all her glory, the cameras were going a mile a minute as the famous actress strutted towards the ring and entered into the ring as she posed with her sunglasses lowered down before she rested in one of the corners. The Emerald Dancer would run her hands through her lush green locks of hair and folded her arms with a confident smirk on her face as she waited for her opponent to arrive soon~

James was waiting in the normal place that most common fighters came from. Unlike his opponent who came walking out and flexing her class and wealth it certainly made plenty of folks in the crowd take a liking to her. But James softly sneered at it because he saw Antoinette's intro as a bit too prideful. But he calmed himself when he knelt and meditated and eventually told himself it was just for show. And soon, he too was introduced and for him, he stood while still under the cover of darkness.

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When the howl came through, it bellowed and had a high volume of bass which made a fair amount of the arena feel some vibrancy before the lights switched onto him and he came walking down in tune with the song and made very feral and passionate expressions. Without a doubt he gave the impression of a very vicious fighter persona and when he got to the base of the ring, he slung himself over the ring by using the lowest rope and tugged it down until he could.

Finally rolling, he lands in a knelt position and slowly rose up and ends in a pose of exalted V with his hands out stretched and a big smile of his face as it all came to an end. When it was all said and done, he dropped his arms and looked over at Antoinette with a blank expression at first as he clearly studies her from head to toe. "First match aye?" He asks as he stepped up towards her, extending out his hand as a show of sportsmanship before softly and warmly smiling. "Let's have a fun fight, alright?"

Antoinette stood there casually, letting her gaze be hidden by her shades as she sized up who this relative newcomer was. In comparison the Emerald Dancer was fully aware she was an unknown to those in the ring, so likely this was a mutual sizing up of things on both ends. Regardless the greenette wouldn't have to wait for very long as an interesting choice for a theme song would blare from the speakers, Antoinette gave a raised eyebrow in curiosity as out came her opponent for tonight it seemed.........

A well built lad, on the taller side. Looked like he could handle himself. Good, Antoinette felt he checked out on the physical side of things to make this a good bout already. Seemed like he knew how to make a bit of a show in his own right too, in contrast to Antoinette's stylish and fabulous entrance he was a warrior and a half. The Frenchwoman gave a slight smile in approval as he entered the squared circle with a roll in there, nice and bombastic there.

When he came in with the offered hand Antoinette figured she could humour him after that impressive enough display, Antoinette took his hand and said in her French accent with "Oui monsieur, Antoinette Francine at your service. Let's make this a bout for the people to enjoy." as she then strutted back to her corner, casually stepping out of her high heels and resting her sunglasses on the iron part of the turnbuckles before facing the ring as composed as ever for tonight's bout. Wouldn't be long before the curtain was raised..........

Shaking the woman's hand, James felt she either wasn't strong or didn't take him seriously enough with how soft her own grip was. But all the same he managed to keep his soft smile and when Antoinette spoke in French at first he perked up before smirking a little more confidently. As she turned away from him and went towards her corner he shouted out in a clearly English tone but still managed to pronounce correctly, "Profitons-en nous-mêmes, mademoiselle." He had a sly look on his face as he then went his corner of the ring and immediately stretched himself a bit. For the ending of his stretches however, he gripped his chin and the top of his head and slowly but professionally popped his neck side to side. Making loud enough crackles to be picked up in the audio. "Fït vel." He gruffed out, sounding shockingly thick in a young man's Norse voice as he put up his arms and hands, taking a clearly rougher and self-taught position that was absolutely without a teacher's touch. But it looked sturdy all the same while James' face looked completely zoned in like he was in a fighting trance already. And then........ the bell rang to start!

Well James was certainly a big of surprises here and the match wasn't even started yet, Antoinette kept a bemused smirk on her face as it was revealed that the lad knew some words of French there. Perfect, this was already shaping up to be an entertaining and delectable bout in the mind of the Emerald Dancer. "Oh my~ Clever lad." Antoinette purred out as she ran her hands through her emerald green locks to prepare for the opening exchange in this match........

DING!

The bell would shortly ring thereafter as Ms Francine entered her stance. Antoinette was adept in the art of kickboxing, but she'd also brushed up on her general acrobatics and a bit of wrestling thanks to her meeting with John recently~ It was go time, Antoinette decided it was best to simply get herself right out of the gate there against her opponent here tonight.

Having looked him over James seemed like he knew what he was doing so Antoinette figured it'd be best to test him here......Antionette would promptly waste no time in getting in on the offence there. Performing an elaborate series of cartwheels and flips in the hopes of dropkicking Clyde right in the chest as soon as the match started!

James continued to move out and about the ring with several hops and skips but when he saw that his opponent was coming at him with rather complex moves that seemed so odd to most, he didn't wait. He instead moved to meet Antoinette before she could finish one of her cartwheels and would just barely managed to grab at her left leg and he yanked at her and used that one leg to have her in a Big Spin. For a short time before he let her go and she went flying to the other side of the ring and nearly slide out of it as well.

Swiftly James would quick step in boxer's stance and moved side to side as he rather swiftly made his way over to her new position. And when he did, he would reach out and gripped at her hair and tugged her head into a lock on his shoulder and would try to drop them both down to the ring where Antoinette would face serious damage if she let her neck get hit with the kinetic force going up to his shoulder.

Well the match was truly underway now, Antoinette was known for being dynamic and explosive out the gate when it came to performances and martial arts and her introduction to the world of pro wrestling was no different. She had hoped to be able to blindside James with her sudden and swift striking rush and make a statement in regards to what the Emerald Dancer was capable of!.........Or so she had hoped!

As it turned out James had been able to get an effective bead on the model as she spun and lept towards him, he managed to grab at her left leg and the next thing Antoinette knew she was going for a sudden giant swing spin! The greenette's hair flew wildly as the blood rushed down to her head, she had lost any wherewithal of her surroundings there for this period as she clutched her head. This hadn't happened to her before leaving the emerald dancer at a loss as she got dizzy! Eventually however it seemed she'd be let go, Antoinette grunted as she was tossed away damn near out the ring. She groaned inwardly from the pain and dizziness, that.........wasn't as graceful as she'd hoped, James didn't seem done however as he attempted to grab her. Yet the model even if her senses were left reeling wasn't caught helpless at least, because as she was being hefted up Antoinette's natural instincts and wherewithal kicked in and she grasped the middle rope tightly with her closest arm.

"Rope brake! Let her go." the ref said as Antoinette would manage to bring herself a pause there as the ref stepped in. It had been a rough and shaky start there for the emerald dancer, but she'd surely manage to at least avoid making her introduction to Tension less rough there as she'd run a free hand through her lush green locks and compose herself with a slight wince.

Before James could even follow through with his next wind up, the ref would step in and shout at him to give her a break. He complied very easily, at least physically as he let her go and stepped very far back from her but his dissatisfaction with the fact that there even was a break was abundantly clear. It's obvious to everyone he's not used to having such a rigid and rule based fight. But at least he complied and didn't make a massive scene about it.

All the same, James would just groan in frustration and watch Antoinette compose herself before he too would get into a more ready position but this time it was clear he would be focused on his speed than when he first caught her in her cartwheel where he was more in a sturdy and stalwart position before. "Come on..." James said sounding almost like he was bored out of his mind. A stark contrast to his excitement from before.

Well Antoinette reasoned to herself inwardly a couple of things here, on one hand that could have gone a lot, lot better there. But on the flip side it could have been a lot more worse if her wherewithal hadn't kicked in there in time to save her. That little trip taught the emerald dancer a thing or two about her opponent however at least, that he was certainly a cut above most of the men that she had stepped into the ring with.

Good, this would be a bout to remember then for certain. The Frenchwoman would lick her lips in contemplation there as she made a swift recovery, running her hands through her gorgeous green locks which prompted many a camera to start clicking in response~ "Mhmphhph~ You certainly know how to sweep someone off their feet it seems........now then~" Antoinette said in a rather bemused tone, she played it cool and calm there. No more different than stepping onto the runway, then she resettled back into her kickboxing stance as winked at her dashing male opponent~

It was clear here that perhaps rather than a grand display of acrobatics Antoinette could do with changing things up perhaps, less style and a bit more.....substance. The green haired model would then try and throw out a light kick to the side of James's right shin.......only for that to be a feint! Antoinette's true goal would be to attempt a close up clinch, arms wrapped around the neck. Head pressed gently to head, with the emerald dancer planting a kiss on her opponent's chin if she were fortunate enough~

While James awaited Antoinette's recovery, he practically shuffled his feet around as he tried to kill for time. Clearly he was used to battles with much less limits than this. But being the sportsman he was, he at least followed the rules here and let her have the break. Like his comment before, his excitement seemed to fade especially when the flashy lass played it off so casually with a simple flourish of her hair. James almost groaned with annoyance at just how much of a hands off show this was starting to seem.


Looking over his shoulder, he saw her finally get into a stance which prompted him to get into his own. Finally when the Frenchwoman moved, James moved actually towards her rather than away. It wasn't any desire to attack, nor was it anything to just let her have a free hit. He simply did it out of blind instinct. And sure enough it seemed to work in his favor. At least to a bit of a degree. Even though her kick was a feint, his step up practically kicked her leg out of place. Making it a likely need to readjust. But indeed Antoinette got her hold, though because his arms were raised, they completely halted her approach with her lips. With nothing really to do at this point, James could make a decision to break out or to tire her out. So he managed to root his stance, making it really difficult to try to move him either way or even lift him. But still ultimately allowing her to try to make her hold worth the rather odd trade off.