Fighting Equals Friendship! Lara Vs Aksa

Standard match:
Victory via pinfall, submission, KO.

Say what you want about the AFW but from Aksa's point on view they knew how to treat their talent right! Just like that she had another match sent her way and she was planning on doing anything but slow down! Once more her information on her opponent was limited at best but her overwhelming confidence was anything but! Wanting to get this match started right Aksa did as usual backstage just behind the entrance to the ramp, performing a wide variety of interesting and fast paced exercises and stretches to get her blood pumping and to make sure that she was as limber as possible for the upcoming event. After one particularly long backwards stretch to assist her spinal area in staying limber Aksa went as stiff as a board, standing perfectly upright with a wide smile across her face as she let out a relieved sigh, enjoying the time she took to stay malleable but also loving the occasional moment of stillness. As a last check before anything got underway the young Swedish girl glanced down at her own attire, giving the toes of her shoes a couple of gentle taps against the ground before grasping onto the bottom of her shirt, tugging downwards a couple of times to make sure that everything was in place and was going to stay that way throughout the rest of the match. Without a moment left to lose the ever enthusiastic Aksa caught ear of the first few notes of her theme starting up, flicking her hair back in one more energised motion before immediately rushing onto the scene.  

Aksa Cati:

Practically flying down the ramp with great speed Aksa paid great attention to the crowd as usual, offering them a variety of waves and winks as she made her way down to ringside. "You guys keep cheering and I'll keep winning? Sound like a fair deal?" She sang happily with that same bright and ever-confident smile making itself known, momentarily pausing to pose once she reached ringside. "I do hope it's fair because I'm afraid that not winning is something which I just cant do!" She went on in the same determined fashion, clapping her hands together before swiftly spinning around and hopping up onto ringside, entering the squared circle with one athletic vault of the top rope, gradually jogging to what she presumed to be her corner, quite looking forward to seeing who she had been matched up against today.

Ever one to speak of momentum, buxom sumo-eque fighter Silver was already clad in her signature school-girl like attire ready for the match ahead. She herself had come under modest success within AFW, gaining both a steady stream of losses and wins, all in the effort to establish herself. Whilst she certainly wasn't title level, the giddy young rookie was confident she had advanced to the level of mid-card journey-woman. And whats more, she had aided in the debut of several sure to be stars.

And speaking of which!...

Spoiler:

Her theme already bellowing through the nosebleeds, Silver would emerge from the entrance curtain with arms raised, smile as big as could be. Her response was great; a cheer that seemed to grow each and time she stepped through that curtain. It was easy to see why. The girl was simply infectiously good-natured.

Descending the ramp with seemingly a wave for each and every person in attendance tonight, Silver would soon find herself ringside, now offering high-fives to those in close proximity. She had already laid eyes upon the beauty she'd soon be wrestling with, but sought it fit to give the crowd a brief moment before dedicating several to said beauty. After feeding off the energy of the crowd, the girl would roll under the bottom ropes, rising with a skip in her step.

"Yosh!" Smiling, she'd slap her thighs as she crouched a little, stretching out. Evidently she felt the comparisons between herself and more sumo-based fighters needed to be worked upon, as she extended a palm thrust before turning it into a extended finger at the girl.

"You look sweet! I hope we have a great match! No hard feelings!"

Despite no blows even being thrown yet Aksa could already tell that this was going to be a good one. Though her views were currently based on sight alone her opponent for tonight looked to be on the same fun loving and energetic level as she was! Which was perfect! The young Swedish girl was still waiting for the day where she would be put into a match with an arrogant piece of work, which she knew would come around at some point. But hay, with the worlds biggest wrestling organisation you cant expect everybody on the roster to be nice!

Aksa's hopes for proper friendliness were happily confirmed when Silver addressed her so enthusiastically, the extended finger only adding to the amusement. Looks like this girl was really serious about coming out of this one on top! Even better! Wouldn't be too entertaining for the crowd if this match was completely one sided after all.

"Aha! Haven't been in the ring with me for more than two minutes and you've already got me down, sweet as cherries and just as colourful!" Aksa responded with whole-hearted enthusiasm, offering her opponent a respectful bow, showing off her flexibility by going far further down than what was necessary until she abruptly sprung back up. "But you and me? A great match is guaranteed! And don't worry, I'm gracious in victory." She finished off with a cheeky wink, flicking her hair back before making a cautious approach.

From appearances alone Aksa could tell that Silver could probably be quite cuddly when she wanted to, but this was a match, and any hugs which the bigger girl gave out probably wouldn't be the very comfortable kind. This was going to be a difficult one for sure, and so if Aksa wanted any chance of winning this, she would have to give it her all, and play it as smart as she could.

To her luck, despite her noticeably greater tenure within AFW, Silver too was yet to come across the typical 'Better-Than-Thou' sort she expected to be running ripe within a wrestling company. If anything she was beyond lucky; all of her past opponents were utter sweethearts, and nearly all of them had bonded with the buxom sumo afterwards. Something she hoped to continue today!

Smiling back at the girls retort, Silver would bring both hands back to her outfit, adjusting it a final time as to prepare for a surely strenuous session. As ever, she'd be forcing herself to exert a little more pressure than she would have liked, even if the girl was as she said, sweet as a cherry. The name of the game was hurting your opponent until you won, after all.

"Well waddya know!" She'd smirk, in retort to her foes comments of graciousness in victory. "Samesies!"

The bell ringing as she shot that teeth-filled smile at her opponent, Silver would step forward with arms low. As ever, she suspected her foe was faster, likely much more so, and likely more technical. But if the much heavier sumo caught the girl, well...

Aksa would have her work cut out for her.

With Silver's singular step forwards Aksa jumped back quite a considerable distance, alike a frightened animal which had been startled by an abrupt noise. In fairness, the prospect of what Silver could do if she got a hold of her smaller form was quite an intimidating one for the Swedish girl, and more than anything at the moment she was afraid of screwing up and letting her opponent grab her early on.

"Eheh, energies practically infections huh?" Aksa muttered awkwardly, making sure to keep her distance as she did her best to play off the sudden outburst of jumpy movement. She'd talked a big game about coming out of this match as the winner and now she had to pay up, despite how intimidating the prospects of Silver's skills might have been, she had to go near her at one point or another.

Looking to play this carefully Aksa sprinted to the side, oddly enough, not stopping. For the first few moments Aksa literally just ran circles around her opponent, hoping that the overall confusion and disorientation which would come from having to spin to get a good look at where she was going was enough to allow for some sort of opening. Eventually she'd cut her rapid running short, lunging forwards, looking to get the action started with a simple kick to the gut of her chunkier adversary!

Silver couldn't help but giggle as her opponent backed away like a startled cat, simply because Silver shuffled her legs. It was obvious that one should avoid a grasp such as Silver's, a fact she was very much aware of, yet this was the first time she had seen such executed so...blatantly.

"Startled so easily!" She'd smirk, commenting her thoughts out loud mostly to herself as she began to pace slowly towards her opponent. That was, right before Aksa began to sidestep her at a great pace, darting left and right at a moments notice to disorientate the bigger girl. Silver was not so inexperienced as to attempt to follow her, merely turning her head slightly each and every time the girl went out of view, in an attempt to get a fix on the girl. However, simply because she wasn't inexperienced enough to attempt a vain effort at catching the girl didn't mean she could defend against a well placed soccer kick to her gut!

"Ooph!" Crying out, Silver's eyes closed for a fraction of a second as she stepped but once back. Trying to force her way through the pain, she'd crouch as her arms came lower, trying to rush towards her foe and perhaps corner! It seemed the best strategy even with the sharp pain in her gut, after all, Aksa had finally stopped moving!

"Hay! Take it as a compliment!" Aksa chuckled in reference to Silver's earlier comment about her being startled so easily, satisfied that her little running manoeuvre had paid off as she quickly pulled her previously outstretched leg back into position, wanting to follow up on the attack before her bigger opponent had chance to-

"AAAA!" The young Swedish girl squealed in panic as Silver had managed to rush her seemingly out of nowhere, pushing her much smaller form across the ring without any resistance! After a kick like that Aksa had not seen such a rapid recovery coming, let alone a rapid recovery followed up with a mighty rush towards the corner! Any attempts Aksa made at pushing back were almost instantly extinguished as Silver would have little to no trouble overpowering her, the two managing to travel across the entirety of the ring before the smaller wrestler got the worst end of the travelling, slamming into the corner which they had been heading towards with all of Silver's strength, momentum and weight magnifying the impact.

"Ughh... Ow..." Aksa mumbled in clear discomfort as she was practically flattened into the corner, her arms draped across the ropes behind her with her feminine legs in a rather unstable position beneath her, definitely not the show-stopping start which she had been looking for.

Once Silver had the space to move, and her foe cornered somewhat, she pushed with her assault outright. The girl was sweet, and most certainly kind, but Silver had long since evolved past the simple minded girl who'd refrain from hitting the nice ones. There'd always be time to apologise when the match was done, after all.

Arms wide simply in an effort to direct Aksa in the direction she wanted, making efforts to shove the girl if need be or she attempted to sidestep and escape, Silver's grin would turn a shade cheeky as the corner closed in on her opponent. It was rare she could pull off a bodysplash on someone so quick, let alone so early. She certainly wasn't going to miss the chance.

"Sorry not sorry!" She'd grin, before trying to force her frame against her foe with the corner behind her. Her arms would wrap a moment around her foe and the turnbuckle as momentum carried them forward, her chest briefly mushrooming against her foes own. She didn't exactly sprint, nor did she put a great amount of force into the bodysplash. But it certainly wouldn't be a painless feeling for her poor foe.

"Sorry not... Huuu..." Aksa muttered as she tried to get her bearings on the situation, making the unwise decision not to look up from her daze as she continued to try and snap herself out of it. Only far too late did the thought come to her mind, wait a minute, what if Silver tries something while I'm stuck in the corner?

Acting on her suspicions the young Swedish girl looked up in just enough time to watch Silver further flatten her against the corner, her eyes going wide before she was thoroughly squashed, a choked gasp being the only sound which managed to escape from her as the pure force of the impact was actually enough to wind her. Truthfully she should have counted herself lucky that Silver didn't take much of a running start.

Once Silver moved away young Aksa would try to free herself from the confines of the corner far too soon, not allowing for any recovery time and therefore falling short, literally. Still rather dazed from the massive impacts which she had received she quite clumsily fell flat on her face, letting out an uncomfortable groan immediately afterwards. "Not... Good..." She muttered, doing her best to overcome the discomfort so that she might push herself back to her feet.