Four Corners Elimination Match

Natasha broke her hold on the woman's tortured ankle the moment she got the signal she was tapping out, not wanting to put Angel through any more pain than she had to. Pushing the girl's leg away Natasha rolled backwards before pushing herself up to her feet as quickly as she could, knowing that Ciara would be in the ring and upon her at any moment. Or at least thats what she had expected but when she got up onto her feet Ciara was standing there watching her instead of coming at her, something she was thankful for as she was still feeling those kicks from Angel.

"Now its just the two of us, ready to see who can pull this out Ciara?" Natasha asked with one hand on her hip and the other resting upon her breasts, her eyes gazing across the ring at the green haired girl waiting to see what she would do next.

Ciara took a deep breath as she watched Angel leave the ring, and Natasha get to her feet, looking right her way. This had been a hard fought match for all of them, and the Irish girl was honestly shocked that she managed to last as long as she did. Being one of the last two left in the match? She was beyond surprised, considering this was her debut, and everyone else in the match had been here a lot longer than her, and had more experience. It was either luck, or she was really meant to win this match. Either way, this was her chance.

"Let's. And I promise, it will be me who pulls it off," Ciara said. Wasting no time, she ran right at her final opponent. She hoped to take her down to the mat with a hard tackle, and immediately get on top of her and take advantage. If Natasha didn't dodge that was.

Ise raised an eyebrow in surprise when Angel was out next. so the most veteran competitors were already out? That was indeed a surprise as the cop was a firm supporter of seniority. But it was how it was, and that was actually a lot of water on the wheel of her mill!

"So, I think you see my point, ladies and gentlemen. The two more senior and accolade performers had to leave the ring first, and now we have a lady that recently joined and another one that was not necessarily known for good wrestling up until now."
Of course was Natasha already on her way to fame and probably a future contender for the hentai title, but except for its ranking value for the grand slam, that belt was practically useless and meaningless in her eyes expect to make money. Ciara was a rather unwritten page for her up to this point, but who made its entrance in a four corners match and at least reached the final was bound to be a winner and a talent.
"Bravo."

Natasha was doing her best to keep herself from thinking she had the advantage over Ciarra, even if she had more time in the AFW than this irish woman Natasha had personally made two more veteran members of the league tap out already, who was to say experience meant anything in this match between them. All it would take for Ciarra to pull out a win would be for Natasha to become overconfident and underestimate the girl, something she herself had taken advantage of in past matches where her opponents looked down on her. At the very least they both seemed about the same stamina wise, both women breathing a little heavy which was to be expected after how long this match had gone on.

As she stood there Natasha couldn't help but overhear Ise speaking at commentary, her eye twitching the moment she heard the woman say she wasn't known for good wrestling. She told herself to ignore it, that she needed to focus on the task at hand and prove the woman didn't know what she was talking about, but she simply couldn't. "Not known for good wrestling?! Have you even seen my matches before this, or seen the names of those I've already beaten!" Natasha shouted at Ise, turning her head to glare at the woman and in that second Ciarra tackled her to the ground.

Landing hard flat on her back Natasha's attention snapped back to the green haired woman who was now on top of her, Natasha squirming beneath the girl.

Curious about the harsh reply of Natasha, Ise watched while she was tackled to the ground with a slight smirk. She had no idea why the girl was suddenly pissed at her for a rather well meaning and complementing comment. But if she had been fishing for a shovel full of berries out of nowhere, she had found the right person.

"Uhm, oh yeah. You see what happens when you get caught talking trash while you should place your concentration in the ring. Impressive match list or not, that's costly and unprofessional in any way."
She commented while placing her chin on one hand before speaking up again while sitting up.
"Sadly Miss Loclear also misunderstood me and brought herself into this situation without a cause. If you challenge for the hentai belt, people won't necessarily see you as a wrestler first, that's what I was implying. Nothing more, nothing less."

Hearing all the rage of her possible allie, or foes, Reika snaked herself in as the crowd were at they're wildest, slowly walking through the numbers as she take a seat, right next to Ise, to observe the last remaining minutes of this dreadful match indeed. "Yes Natasha, that's the spirit to do things...get in a rage, show them who you really are from the rest of them..." said Reika in a relaxed like tone into a headset, making herself comfortable, beside one of the most toughest girls of the roster, Ise, a person she did have no fear of...but simply admired a fighter who just let the fighting do the impressing.

But whether Natasha liked this or not, in her current position, Reika was simply testing the girl's usefulness, since she had surprisingly got rid of two competitors already...

Merely observing the French girl, and how long she will last, ultimately.

*Huh?*
Ise was a little surprised when Reika took a seat beside her, nut her surprise did not hold on for long. The film and movie star loved to have a surprise entrance, so why not here.

"Well well, ladies and gentlemen, it seems that we have another visitor for our match! And a rather famous one on top of that, known from such blockbuster movies like Ranix-05. Welcome with me Miss Suzuka Reika! We're glad to have you here!"
Ise said, complimenting her unexpected guest while also having an eye on her. Who knew where she did hide her little Ninja girl? Not that Ise was really afraid of the trio of troll, Reika and Sixx, but she was no police Lieutenant cause she was known to be stupid or careless.
"Oh, looks like Miss Suzuka is here for Miss Loclear. Say, how did you two met, and what's your motivation to watch her with us, live and in color?"

Ise seemed a little laid back from this view, since Alice's findings on the officer, viewed her as a psychopath in police armour, but whether that blue headed fatball was lying or just scared of Ise, Reika found her quite the attractive woman for her profession, along with a open armed attitude.

"My motivation? hmhm funny you ask Ise, I just love watching a brawl unfold between two girls unfold, especially if they are both fuelled for a fight~" Reika said slyly, sitting cross legged in one of the chairs sitting beside Ise, almost like this was one of her nights at the spectator pits with a friend, "but Miss Loclear, well, lets just say we have our ties in places, only the fairest can be, Ise, my Dear~" she purred in the most laid back tone, brandishing a small glass of fine dark red wine, briefly looking to Ise to see if she wanted a drink to quench the thirst of the cruel match so far, before gazing upon the match in the ring...

Toasting her glass, to the downed French woman...

Ciara didn't know why Natasha was letting the announcers get to her so much. This was a match, why did she care so much about that tey thought of her? Now of all times, this wasn't a good place to let someone get into your head. But the Irish girl wasn't about to pass up a chance to take advantage of the situation. if her opponent wanted to let herself get distracted, that was her own fault.

After managing to tackle the girl down after she got so distracted, Ciara was ready to take action! This was her chance to win her first match. And what a big match it was! As quick as she was able, she would try to get to her feet and move to Natasha's legs, lifting them up and tucking them under her arms. If she didn't fight back, she would try to role her over and pull her into a boston crab. They were both exhausted, so she really hoped that this would be enough to get the girl to tap out, here and now.

Natasha had been caught off guard by Ciarra but that wasn't what pissed her off in that moment, no it was instead the fact that she had allowed herself to get distracted in the final stages of the match by something as trivial as an announcer underselling her. She found it very much unlike her to make such a mental error, the arrogance that typically led to such mistakes like that not a trait she associated with herself, but whatever the cause the simple fact was she now had to figure out a way to battle out of this or end up losing the match so close to the finish line. It didn't help that Reika, a woman she had mixed feelings about, was sitting at ring side but to the woman's credit she had yet to say anything negative about her, which was something she expected to come out of the girl's mouth. But she would have to figure out her motivations later as in that moment she had a boston crab to deal with.

Ciara had taken advantage as she should and because of that had Natasha trapped in a boston crab, a relatively simple maneuver that hurt none the less because of it, it was wracking her back with pain. She reduced this somewhat by pushing her front off the mat using her arms, but with her legs hooked under Ciara's arms that would only help so much. Natasha gritted her teeth to keep from letting the irish woman know just how much this move was hurting her, her eyes threatening to tear up as the submissions she had been put through during the course of the match had left their mark upon her, but she forced herself to suddenly drop back down to the mat while twisting her body, trying to power her way out of the hold by flipping herself over and then kicking Ciara in the chest.