Ladder Match(Natasha vs. Anja)

Winning Condition: A briefcase with an unknown item in it must be retrieved.

[url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SQpjM1nPOu8:1bax59pi]Raven theme[/url:1bax59pi]
Heralded the arrival of Anja the Raven. A score of red, raven shaped lights were flickering over the audience who sat in darkness else wise. One after one of them vanished until only a single one remained to illuminate her way to the ring while the rest of the hall remained pitch black. Her titantron showed a flock of crows, perching and screaming while two little girls held hands and ran through a deserted park with autumn colored leaves falling around them. She entered one of the turnbuckles, one foot on the top rope and the other on the second rope and stared at her titantron until the music went silent, not really giving a shit about the audience until the hall was illuminated again.

Her opponent today was quite close to the obviously uncaring and cold wrestler, but it was not the style of Anja to give any quarter in a wrestling ring. Anja could not care less about any audience reactions and received mixed reactions as always, but wanted to earn the money that she was being paid from AFW in a good, no an instant classic match.

A minute would pass after the end of Anja's entrance, just enough time to settle the crowd down before the main arena lights would go out entirely, only to be replaced by thousands of tiny LED lights strewn across the ceiling in order to imitate the night sky. Suddenly a waterfall would form over the entrance just as the [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dCEd0I-AMrw:32c37ecf]music[/url:32c37ecf] began to play, the crowd murmuring now as they immediately recognized both the entrance and the song which accompanied it, however they saved their cheers for the moment the beat dropped and the waterfall split to reveal Natasha Loclear posing for the crowd with a hand on her hip and the other laying across her ample breasts.

Unlike her opponent for tonight, a woman Natasha considered a friend despite having lost to her in their first match together, the french woman enjoyed the cheers of her fans, shaking their hands as she made her way down the ramp before she slid into the ring. Flashing Anja a quick wink Natasha would make her way across the ring to the far ring post, climbing up to properly greet her fans with a wave before jumping back down just as her music faded away and the lights returned to normal.

"I guess its no surprise that were back in the ring together Anja, it seems the fans can't get enough of the two of us, of course I don't care about the why as long as we get to have another classic match don't you agree?"

Anja had watched the entrance of Natasha with mild interest on the outside, but smiled in the inside. She liked her opponent very much, but was fully concentrated when she went down the ramp, hoping slightly from left to right to warm herself up a bit. This water entrance was definitely a looker and it was kind of unique compared to the more common pyrotechnic entrances.

"Indeed. Glad to see you again. Everything fine with you and Heather?"
She asked while getting close to Natasha for some obvious trash talking, but the truth was far from that. She just wanted to ask how she felt and if everything was fine with her and Heather.
"I don't know why I even think about having a great match with you for these morons. Maybe I am partly Irish and love to fight. Or it's the check. Or, and that's what I think hits the spot, the challenge."

Natasha had been longing to to see Anja in the ring again, though she had been hoping for another hentai match so that she could get more than a little intimate with the blond beauty, and get a little redemption at the same time. Though perhaps this was even better she thought to herself, after all in such a physical match she could prove to Anja and everyone else that she was more than just good in bed.

When asked about Heather Natasha actually blushed, it was rather rare for mere words to have such an affect on the french woman but Heather had a special place in her heart. "Why yes it has, thanks for asking. If you hadn't heard were officially together now, though I guess we've been together for a while now haven't we?" She said while thinking about how great it felt to finally say those words out loud. Her mood was lifted even higher as Anja called facing her a challenge. "You should be nicer to the fans Anja, they do pay our salaries after all. In any case I feel much the same way about you, you know I don't have many losses in the AFW so facing you again is like a dream, don't expect me to slip up like I did last time."

"That's nice, I am glad for you and Heather, Natasha-chan. And regarding the fans, I am nice to them. They have the privilege to see me wrestle. Only fair that they have to pay for this."
Anja responded with a slight smile on the face, she really felt good to hear that Heather was finally in good hands. Not that Cecilia's hands were not good, but a fixed relationship seemed too much to ask from the queen of hardcore at this point.

"At the very least, you're a very good submission wrestler as everyone could see in our last match. Your demise was that you were facing me in a submission environment, that had fail written all over itself by default."
Tap out or pass out most of the time resulted in a pass out for Anja, with some really rare exceptions.

"A privilege you say? Well I must admit it is a lot of fun to wrestle you, only makes sense that its a joy to watch as well, especially when you have such a sexy opponent such as myself right?" Natasha replied with a warm laugh while taking a few steps closer towards the blond woman, stopping only when she was within arms reach of the girl. Their pleasant exchange changed a bit as Anja went from complimenting her abilities as a submission artist to proclaiming herself the better of the two in that regard, Natasha shaking her head as she quite disagreed with that, reaching out to poke the woman in her chest lightly a few times.

"If you recall I didn't submit to you Anja, you picked up the win by pinning me after I slipped up. If this wasn't a ladder match I would show you just how wrong you are, but another time perhaps, tonight I'm climbing that ladder and claiming my prize, whatever it is." She said smiling almost wickedly while her eyes glanced up towards the briefcase hanging above their heads before turning her eyes to Anja herself.

Laughing a little, Anja would turn serious after getting addressed again on their last match.
"Hey, you're a very good submission wrestler. But matter of fact is: You can't make me submit in a real ring. Nobody can."

Anja had taken a liking to the girl in front of her, but that statement was something she had to clarify.
"And for the record, you did not slip. You forgot the match stipulation cause you were sometimes battling little mouseys and bored housewives turned wrestlers who could not take advantage of a given situation, thinking that the favors would swing in your way automatically while you won over the better wrestlers in matches where tactic was not that important. But favors don't swing this easy."

Natasha was not the most serious of people, preferring to joke around and enjoy herself more than get into any sort of serious back and forth discussion involving two different views. But being told that she couldn't beat Anja via submission, a skill she prided herself on as being one of the best around, caused her smile to fade and her flirtatious tone to be replaced with one more stern.

"My matches before then had nothing to do with anything, you can deny this all you want but the fact is in a pure submission match its not only not impossible for someone to make you tap, but its quite possible I could be the one to do so. I don't expect luck to win me matches, I take my wins through skill alone. Let me show you I don't just talk big." Natasha spoke calmly and with an air of authority about her, a skill she had learned from her father for when she had to deal with business matters. She turned and signaled for the ref to hurry up and start the match, taking her place in the corner waiting for the bell to ring out.

"Lets both enjoy this match Anja-chan! No hard feelings no matter who comes out on top."

"It's not like that. I did not say that you can't win by submission. You just won't make me tap. Tapping means getting thrown to the wolves. And nobody throws me to the wolves..."
Giving was a ticket to relegation, and relegation could have been a ticket to get disposed of in her youth. Today she could wrap this idea in a package that could be seen as confidence and some crazy wrestler shtick, but it hadn't been for long and the Blonde could not part with the thought, at least not yet.

"But your corporate voice is really nice. Majestic and controlled all at once."
She could not fight a little smile with that. Business strategies were very alike, even people who wrapped them differently had more weapons at her disposal than every other person.
"Sure. I am in the ring to have fun, not to make enemies."

"We shall see about that won't we?" Natasha's tone softened a bit as she spoke as she believed Anja when she said she hadn't meant her words in the way Natasha had interpreted them. For a moment Natasha considered making it a goal of hers to make Anja tap during their match even if it wasn't a submission match, but dismissed this as she realized even if she did accomplish that feat Anja could still say she only tapped because it meant nothing in their match.

"No, that will have to wait for another time, tonight I need to stay focused on the task at hand." She thought to herself while glancing up at the briefcase hanging above their heads. "Why thank you, it took years to get it just right. And thats good to hear, I have a similar philosophy when it comes to my wrestling."

At that moment the bell would ring signaling the start of their match, Natasha keeping light on her feet as she approached the center of the ring. She would start simple, making a quick lunge towards the blond before sending a low kick at Anja's lower right leg, leaping back in an attempt to avoid any counter hit.