Gwendolyn Dupont Bettencourt vs. Akiha Kosha - Aristocratic Warfare~

Match Type : Lumberjack Match
Special Stipulations : Specified weaponry at ringside is considered legal.
Victory Conditions : Pinfall, Submission, or KO

Spoiler:

Once all the festive arrangements and adjustments to the ring had been made with explicit attention to detail by the fastidious work crew, Gwendolyn's grandiloquent theme  would trumpet over the speakers once more to signal her second entrance for the night. Strutting out from behind the curtain with her head held high and now clad in her traditional and form-fitting royal blue and white wrestling attire, the heiress would take practiced and poised steps down the ramp. Including her stalwart assistant Yayoi, her five member entourage would escort her towards the frilly decorated ring with one of them brandishing a flag bearing the Primol corp. insignia on it.

A deluge of boos cascaded over the pompous blue blood and her company men, though her insufferably chipper smile never wavered as she responded with queenly waves to her rowdy detractors as if they were adoring fans. Her countenance having lightened up considerably since her previously taciturn entrance waltz. The circumstances surrounding her grandiose return match couldn't have been more properly and conveniently laid out for her had she orchestrated it herself.

The opportunity to rebound off her Entropy title loss while simultaneously quelling the ambitions of a fellow dignitary skulking around in her absence who intended to usurp her position as the premier lady of refined elegance in this league. Her seasoned expertise in the business world recognized a slowly simmering power play when she saw one, and snuffing out flames of rebellion was simply part of the job...

Once at ringside Gwen would skip up the steel steps and into the extravagantly lavish ring through the middle and top ropes, adorned in leafy vines and silken white veils entwining around them. As per their lavish request, the ring apron was littered with various items of elegant refinement. Exorbitantly priced wine bottles, violins, silver serving trays, portrait and landscape paintings, and other various items of nobility that reminded Gwen more of her parlor chamber than any wresting ring. Upon entering her familiar surroundings, Gwen would step to the nearest corner and step on the middle ropes facing the audience. Extending her arms wide and to her sides to bathe in the flickering camera flashes and echoing boos from her grandiose posturing. Her entourage took their positions on one side of the ring as she hopped down and rested back in her corner, performing ballet leg stretches with her ankle on the top rope until Madam Kosha made her appearance...

Spoiler:

Once Gwendolyn had finished her entrance, the lights would change to a red color before Akiha theme started to play for the second time in this night for AFW.  Coming from backstage, Akiha would make her way to the ramp where she would then stop as she looked at the crowd.  They were cheering for her, applauding her, which was different as she was usually booed.  Though part of her enjoyed it, another part knew that they were only cheering for her cause in their mind she was the lesser of two evils.  Kohaku and Hisui would then appear behind her in their own wrestling uniforms.

Once all three were assembled on the ramp, all sorts of fireworks would be lit up as the trio then started to make there was down to the ramp.  While Akiha kept a professional look, Hisui and Kohaku would give high five to the fans.  The raven hair wrestler knew this match could open doors for her that were currently closed if she won it, hence why she decided to issue a challenge.  Also, this type of match had never been done before like this and would probably go down in history.

Akiha then arrived at the ringside before Kohaku would climb the steps and then hold the middle rope down.  The raven hair wrestler followed her maid before entering the ring, she would take a quick look at her blond opponent before making her way to the turnbuckle and climbed to the middle rope as she raised a single fist. The crowd then gave another cheer for the Japanese wrestler.  She would then jump off the turnbuckle before then taking a look at Gwen lumberjacks.  They were all female, it seemed that Gwen had chosen smart, had there been any males, Akiha would have complained to the referee and had them ejected as it would violate her contract with AFW.

Kohaku and Hisui now made their way to the opposite side of where Gwen henchmen were or in this case, henchwomen.  Akiha then focused her attention back to Gwen.  “Let us give the audience a good match and show them how nobility does battle.” said Akiha as she offered her hand to be shaken.  She knew that Gwen was a cheater, but she was hoping that the blond would not start her antics until after the bell rang.

Yayoi had marched proudly just behind Gwendolyn as the heiress made her way down the ramp. The girl was always magnificent and Yayoi revered her, but even as her and Gwendolyn's fellow lackies trotted down the ramp, the bespectacled chronie was already trying to devise a plan.

As Gwendolyn entered the ring and Akiha followed shortly after with her maids, Yayoi had her group huddled up, trying to come up with the best strategy. She wanted to make sure that one was on weapons, feeding them to Gwendolyn when she needed to. She wanted two more to help get Gwendolyn back in the ring if she happened to be thrown out and one by her side, ready to run interference on the maids.

Yayoi eyed the maids with a narrowed glare. She was not going to be outdone by a pair of laundry folding penguins, that was for sure!

Once she had her plan in order, she called break and the group slowly began to disperse around the ring, making sure to take up all of the sides but one.

After sufficiently limbering up her toned leg muscles in the ballet leg stretches that displayed her honed flexibility, Gwen turned her hazel eyed gaze back to the ramp and the trio of noblewomen parading down it. The primarily Japanese audience rallyed behind their chosen champion of justice with fervent applause and good will, though their support was essentially guaranteed considering the heiress' "popularity" amongst the AFW fandom. Propping herself up against her corner with her hands folded behind her head and her legs crossed, the reviled aristocrat remained relatively blasé and laid-back as Akiha made her rounds in pandering to the crowd. Exuding an aura of supreme confidence even as she waltzed to the middle of the ring to address Akiha before the festivities began.

"Hmm..." Gwen curiously peered down at the extended hand for several seconds, the more boisterous fans in attendance warning Akiha for fear of her gesture being reciprocated with an underhanded cheap shot. Raising her own hand upward, for a brief moment it appeared the heiress would politely shake her hand in return as a token of mutual respect. Instead, both her hands would daintily cup Akiha's fingers and ball her hand into a fist, the heiress holding that cupped fist as she responded. "While I suppose I can sympathize with your noble intentions, I fear that these fine people won't consider our bout a "good match" unless your hand is raised as the victor. So instead, let's merely say...To the victor goes the spoils~..." Gwen would cheerily remark before releasing Akihas hand and stepping backward to the clanging of the ring bell.

With the match now officially underway, the heiress would set herself to hastily pacing herself around the ring in tandem with Akiha on the opposite side. A carefree skip and a jaunt to her step to keep Akiha guessing as to her movements and play mind games with her fellow aristocrat, her smug grin unwavering throughout her confident footwork until she eventually raised her arms at the elbows. Slouching forward with some wiggling of her fingers to goad Madam Kosha into locking up with her in some fashion...

Akiha waited for her hand to be shaken.  She could hear the audience telling her to be on guard and not to trust Gwen but Akiha herself was a heel, she knew the tricks, in fact, she was thinking of maybe pulling her own trick but decided not to.  The raven hair wrestler then saw her blond opponent extending her hand and it looked like she would shake it but much to her surprise and confusion, she used her hands to close Akiha hand into a fist before stating how the audience would not consider this a good match unless the Japanese wrestler won.  “The crowd only cheers for me because we are in Japan, had this been in another country we would have both been booed besides, come next match they will boo me once again.  Let us not give the crowd the good match they want but the good match we want.” said Akiha as she step away when her hand was released.

The bell then rang, indicating the match had started.  Akiha would attempt to circle her opponent, trying to spot any kind of weakness in her form while giving her usually confident look.  She then saw her blond opponent motioning for her to come lock up with her.  The raven hair wrestler would smile as she then extended her arms, getting ready to lock up with Gwen but just as she got close, she would shift her weight and attempt a quick kick to her blond opponent side.

While the referee was watching Akiha and Gwen go at it, Kohaku was already at work, she had switched one of the wine bottles with her own special version.  Instead of red wine, it was now filled with red mist, something that could give Akiha a major advantage over the blond opponent.

As devious plans and strategies were unfolding around their benevolent employers' match, the actual match per se was officially underway with both aristocrats circling eachother and looking for an opening in their opponents confident footwork. Gwendolyn's blatant teasing actions to coax Akiha into locking up with her were intended to be a clever feint before delivering her own fleet-footed strike. Instead of that, her raven haired opponent apparently had the same exact thought in mind as the slicing kick smacked into her waist.

"Ngh!" The heiress groaned from the boot to her side, but the fact they had the same idea meant that Gwen was partially able to foresee this strike incoming. Flinching from the sudden pain in her sides, her hand arm would shoot down to grab the offending leg before it could withdraw. She tucked it way in the crook of her arm with an annoyed glare towards Akiha before twisting her leg to the side and spinning her opponent around in the process. Gwen would dash forward and interlock her arms around Akiha's waist from behind.

Hugging her tightly with the side of her cheek pressed against her shoulder blade, Gwen would attempt to dead lift her opponent just enough to get her feet off the canvas while spinning to the side. The heiress aiming to have Akiha go down to at least her knees or more preferably face down against the mat.

As the two were about to lock up, Akiha was the first to use a cheap attack. She sent a kick right into her opponents side, getting the first shot in. The crowd would give a quick cheer before realizing that Gwen had managed to grab her leg, silencing the audience as the raven hair eyes widen knowing she was in trouble while seeing the annoyed glare of her opponent. Her legs were then thrown to the side, forcing her to turn around, exposing her back to her blond counterpart.

Before she could get away or turn around, her waist would be grabbed by Gwen. The raven hair wrestler was about to throw an elbow strike right into her opponent but before she could do that she was slightly lifted up into the air and spun to the side as she then lost her balance and fell down to the mat with her face against the canvas. "Gahh" stated Akiha as she would then try to get up and throw Gwen off her.

Improvising on the spot from having her own underhanded opening maneuver utilized against her, Gwendolyn decided to make use of already being within arms reach of Akiha and get even closer to neutralize any more of her irksome kicks. Heaving her off her feet to be faceplanted against the canvas was simply a way of rattling her sensibilities and leaving her shaken enough for her next maneuver to hopefully go off with minimal resistance. Gwendolyns fastened waistlock remained cinched in throughout the entire plummet, the heiress weighing her down from behind as she slammed down atop Akiha.

Rather than exhaust herself by hoisting Akiha back to her feet, Gwen would gladly allow her fellow aristocrat to do all the manual labor of raising them both back to a vertical base. Though just when they were both upright once again, the heiress would bear down on the hold with a reaffirming tug, buckle her knees, and flip Akiha head over heels in a precision german suplex. Gwen would maintain her elegant bridging position by arching her back off the tips of her toes, gritting her teeth from the strain but shocking the Japanese faithful by going for an exceedingly early pin attempt.

"1!"

Akiha could feel her opponent weight on top of her, making getting back up far more difficult than it should be, especially due to the fact that Gwen was heavier than her. Yet despite this, she began to get while also trying to shake her opponent off her.  Yet that didn't seem to work, thus she decided to go for another maneuver, an elbow strike but before she could get one off, she was suddenly lifted into the air as her eyes widen.  Yet this time instead of being hit by a simple toss, she was thrown back, as her head slammed the canvas as her blond counterpart performed a German suplex on her.  “Gahh” yelp Akiha as she shut her eyes for a second when she impacted the canvas.  Her head and back were now both hurting from the attack.

The referee then slid beside the two and started to count the raven hair wrestler out.  Yet the match had just started, did Gwen really think she was going to win so easily?  The mere idea proved to be infuriating to Akiha as she would then simply shift her weight to the side to break out of the pin.  The referee would not even get to the two count as she got up and signaled a one count.  The audience would give a light applause at the sight.  Akiha would now try to raise to her feet, intent on continuing the match and hopefully this time she would give the advantage.

Despite maintaining the flawless pinning position after the german suplex while balancing on her tip toes, the heiress was hardly surprised when her fellow aristocrat managed to shift her weight off her shoulders and out of her grasping waistlock in the process. Gwendolyn was taking the opportunity to gleefully play mindgames with her raven haired rival. Her early pin attempt was merely her way of attempting to instill a trepidation in Akiha's mind that the end of the match could be achieved from the slightest misstep in her approach.

Collapsing to her back but swiftly spinning around to prop herself up on one knee, the heiress decided to take a quick breather from having hoisted Akiha against the canvas several times. A sly smirk on her face from having nimbly outwrestled her rival in the early onset of the match, the heiress flicked her golden curls behind her shoulders as she arose back to her feet to the applause and well-wishes of her entourage strategically placed around the ring.

With Akiha arising at a slower pace due to the jarring german suplex, the heiress would attempt to secure a stifling side-headlock on her raven haired head. Gwen would interlock her fingers together and bear down on the maneuver to keep Akiha hunched over with the side of her cheek nuzzling against her sumptuous chest.

"So...you were curious as to how I would fare when the odds are even. I trust this answers your question~..."