[Pendant Match] Standard: Adrian Kytes vs Natasha Loclear

Standard Match
Winning Conditions: Pinfall, Submission or Knockout
Match Stipulations: Each Team member will win the number of pendant pieces stated for participation in the match.

Purple Parrot team member: Adrian Kytes [½ Pendant]

Blue Barracuda team member: Natasha Loclear [½ Pendant]

Adrian Kytes was not in the best of moods. Despite winning her last few matches her team was still trailing in the pendant rankings quite badly. "I've beaten Akashi, I've beaten Angel... that title should be mine already..." the cosplayer fumed to herself, running off all the people she blamed for her current situation. The Red Panthers for just having so many matches before everyone could get a word in, Akashi and the Green Monkeys who's tag match pretty much shredded the Purple Chocobo's credibility, the Blue Barracudas for their... blueness... and her own team mates: Heather and Natalia for not decimating the competition like she had initially hoped they would.

While her [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i7km555hZIc:26qppgub]Team's music[/url:26qppgub] would have normally meant Adrian Kytes bounding down, smug as can be in her pink and purple singlet, but this time she stomped to the ring in her regular attire, microphone in hand and didn't stop to tease the crowd at all before getting in the ring and opening her mouth.

"Cut the music." She said with authority "Yes, yes I know you like to boo and stuff but all of you shut up while I'm speaking like your stupid honor and dignity tells you too." the cosplayer told the crowd, now they really weren't going to give her any time to speak, the poke-hatted cheater had to raise her voice to a yell just to be heard over the crowd. "IT SEEMS TO ME THAT THIS WHOLE TEMPLE GAMES THING IS BIASED TOWARDS THOSE WHO DON'T DESERVE IT!" She began, a few murmurs of agreement in the crowd, mostly because of how Adrian herself had benefited so much just by racking up her wins. "AKASHI HAS PROVEN THAT SHE DOESN'T HAVE IT ANYMORE! ANGEL HAS LOST MORE TITLE MATCHES THAN MY OPPONENT HAS EVEN HAD IN REGULAR COMPETITION! AND TAYLOR!" The cosplayer stopping herself to try and work up more of a nerve for this whole rant. "WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU EVEN WON A MATCH?"

"I AM THE ONLY ONE WHO DESERVES THE CONTRACT FOR THE WORLD TITLE AND TONIGHT! I AM GOING TO SHOW EEEEEVVVERYONE IN THIS COMPANY JUST HOW IT'S DONE." She finished, tossing the microphone to the side and waiting for Natasha to come out for her scheduled butt-whooping.

Natasha was coming off a loss to a purple team member, and someone she considered a good friend, Heather Sunderland in a ladder match of all things. It had been a close fight the whole match but in the end Heather had taken the win and won their little bet, something she had come to see as a good thing afterward. Now she had the luck, not sure if it was good or bad yet, to find herself in a match with that woman's team captain, Adrian Kytes. Natasha really didn't care about the whole pendant thing, this event was pretty much just a way for her to have a lot of matches in a short amount of time against incredible opponents she might not have gotten to face normally, but that didn't mean she wasn't looking to win this match and gain some sort of payback against Heather.

Standing backstage she heard the purple team music begin to play, but instead of it playing for a couple minutes before hers could start Natasha was surprised to hear Adrian call for it to cut off. Curious she walked over to the curtain and peeked around it, watching on as the captain, with microphone in hand, proceeded to essentially just complain for a few minutes about bias against her team. Listening to her Natasha just got the sense that she was just jealous of the other captains, feeling that she deserved more than they did and wasn't getting her due respect or something along those lines. She had dealt with similar types before but it was a bit surprising to think that she was Heather's captain. "She has it worse than I do with Taylor."

As the woman tossed the mic Natasha nodded to the crew member to start her team's music, stepping out onto the entrance ramp to a much different reaction than Adrian got. In her short time in the AFW she had managed to win some fans of her very own and now they cheered her name, Natasha waving to the crowd as she made her way down to the ring dressed in her normal ring attire which consisted of a tight blue corset like top and a pair of dark blue and quite tight shorts. Pulling herself up onto the ring apron Natasha stepped between the ropes to come face to face with Adrian for the first time, an amused smile on her lips as she figured she would tease the girl a bit. "No costume tonight Adrian, I 'm a bit disappointed actually, I was hoping for someone from Bleach or Pokemon tonight. Not sure if you know who I am but my names Natasha, its gonna be fun beating Heather's captain in a match."

Adrian wasn't paying much attention to Natasha's entrance, and instead opting to do a few stretches. She probably should have kept an eye on Natasha: after all she managed to take Heather Sunderland in the Purple Chocobo member's favorite match type, no matter what she thought of Heather's ability at this moment, it was a major achievement.

Only paying attention when she was addressed personally "Beat me? Ha!" She let out "Everyone's tried and everyone's failed, what makes you any different?" she said, pressing her forehead against Natasha's. "Well, huh?" the cosplayer asked, her own ego overriding any common sense

Natasha got about what she expected in terms of an answer from Adrian, thinking to herself that if the woman wanted to underestimate her then she would just let her make that mistake. She didn't back down at all as the cosplayer got right in her face, pressing her forehead against hers, and almost yelling right in her face to which Natasha replied with just a smile at first. Her hands rose up as she just stared right into Adrian's eyes, not showing any fear like she might have some weeks earlier for after facing so many tough opponents she knew she was in this woman's league and ready for this, her hands pressing forward to give Adrian a hard shove.

"You don't know?" Natasha said as she began to lightly giggle at her opponent, moving her hands down to rest on her hips as she struck a pose which showed off her chest better. What she was about to say wasn't her usual teasing words or playful banter, Natasha had gained a lot of confidence over her last few matches and would show that now. "I've faced the best too, all within a matter of weeks, and theres not one of them I didn't beat or earn their respect in the ring. I hope to prove myself to you as well right now."

Adrian's scowl notably worsened as Natasha shoved her back, the cosplayer quickly trying to regain composure as the woman opposite her just giggled as she showed off her impressive body. A small blush tainted Adrian's cheeks before she turned to the official, shaking it off "Grrr.... ring the damn bell already!" She growled at the ref before charging back to punch her square in the face, no grappling to start things off tonight, she was too pissed for that.

Natasha had managed to do just what she had wanted to Adrian, clearly getting the woman angry which in her experience gave her more openings to work with as an angry mind make more mistakes. The few women she had faced with noticeably smaller tits than her usually seemed to have an issue about it, not surprising considering just how bountiful the breasts of AFW seemed to be for the most part, but it made it all too easy to get under Adrian's skin.

Natasha bounced lightly on her feet as the girl called for the bell, still smiling as Adrian rushed her with her fist set for a punch. If Adrian had watched some of her matches she might have known Natasha prided herself on her counters, the blue haired woman bringing the arm opposite Adrian's striking arm swinging up and over to guide the punch just enough off to the side to avoid being hit by it. As her blocking arm started to come down through the swing her other hand shot forward, twisting around at the last second to add more power just like her martial arts teachers had taught her in the first lessons, aiming to deliver an open hand strike to the middle of Adrian's chest.

"Ghhhhhhhhk!" Adrian let out as her punch sailed past it's mark and Natasha's palm smashed into her chest, stunning the cosplayer as she was forced to stagger back if possible. That had hurt a lot more than she was expecting from the opening exchange, a crash course as to why she shouldn't go into matches frustrated and underestimating her opponent. Natasha had some skill and she was going to have to come up with an answer for it.

Natasha had only used strikes in a few of her matches up until then but had to admit it felt quite satisfying to drive the ego maniac that was Adrian back a few steps, half hoping the woman would stop thinking little of her even if it meant a harder fight being ahead for her. Though she was a bit out of practice in the martial arts field, having used mostly hentai and submission moves in her AFW matches so far, Natasha slipped right back into it as she would step forward before dropping low to deliver a leg sweep kick to knock Adrian down another peg.

Adrian might have been put on the defensive quickly but she sure as hell wasn't going to let a palm strike like that go un-answered and went back for another go at her, this time looking out for any plan Natasha might have to dodge this one, and what a plan she found. The half Russian girl dropping low to sweep her legs "Not this time!" She declared, trying to stomp down on Natasha's leg to pin it down and prevent her from toppling the cosplayer.

Natasha had been certain that Adrian wouldn't be able to recover fast enough to avoid her sweep kick, but not only did she avoid it, the cosplayer actually stomped down her leg to trap it. Squirming to try and slide her leg free Natasha knew she was in a bad spot down low like this, but with her leg pinned down she went to use her arms instead, reaching out to grab Adrian by her ankles and pull her feet out from under her.