Tag-Team Match: Cicilia De'Reignhardt and Sayumi Arai vs The Shooting Star Sisters

Cicilia's blows made the girl buckle in her grip, turning her into a little rag-doll fit for a good pummeling. She felt the girl's legs buckle beneath, a seemingly perfect time for a firm headbutt... Only for an elbow to smack the Juggernaut's chin as her head winded back. The pain from the impact only encouraged Cicilia to tighten her grip on the woman's arm even more, threatening to inflict pain with her grasp alone. T'was a surprise to be sure, but not enough of one to make the boxer let go of her prey... Something much stronger would be needed to force her to let go of such an advantageous position.

That was better than her kick at least... Cicilia thought to herself quietly, stepping back before throwing the woman past her by her arm, intending to throw her into the corner with enough strength to make the turnbuckle quake on impact. T'was the corner where her partner waited, only adding to the troubles Namie was in at the moment. If she thought she was getting out of this so easily, the poor sap had another thing coming.

Being shoved backwards after her elbow connected Namie groaned as her back hit the corner. Grabbing onto them to keep herself from losing her footing when she needed to be steady the girl looked at her foe with fierce eyes. "That your best? I took worse hits there from my first match." She said staying put as she looked over at Touka. Screw playing things safe they need to go with there best shots right from the get go.

She needed to get her to her corner then they could do what they did best...work an opponent like a unit and start to wear the bigger bitch down. While miss public kiss watched her girlfriend. The question was what could she do to get there? For now stay here and try to react rather then attack.

Cicilia smirked as her throw landed the girl right where she intended, leaving her back to Sayumi and her front to the boxer. A dangerous position to be in for certain. The German advanced in slow, walking strides, keeping her ears open for any potential dirty attacks from behind. This girl and her sister seemed close... close enough that they, no doubt, would resort to underhanded tactics to get the upper hand if necessary. T'was just an assumption of course, one she made of most friendly teams. After all, who liked to lose?

As the boxer advanced, she took her fist in her hand, popping her knuckles as the girl began spouting off her lines of false confidence. Oh...? Had she? Good thing she was facing Cicilia then. From her reaction to those last couple hits and this one, She knew that this girl's bravado was simply false. She was in pain... it was obvious... Acting tough did nothing to dull her suffering.

"As a matter of fact, no." Cicilia remarked flatly, popping her other set of knuckles. "Sayumi just didn't want me to 'go overboard' as she put it. And besides..." The German suddenly dashed forward, closing that short distance between her and the corner as quick as she could before throwing her fist in a deadly straight towards the woman's cheek in an effort to dim those lights of hers. "...You're under my control."

Sayumi leans away from the turnbuckle, wincing as Namie made solid contact. It would have been easy for her to reach over and grab hold of the girl, secure her for Cicilia to pummel the poor thing into a bloodied mess. She however, did no such thing. She seemed content to let the two do there thing and not get involved with using what she considered to be dirty tactics. "Looking good out there girls!." She offered sweetly, a bit of encouragement to both ladies. They were all, if nothing performers for the audience. Even as competitors. If she wasn't hanging on the ropes she would have clapped for them.

She nodded at Cicilia. She did say that... though the way Cicilia was eyeing the other girl it was almost as if she were a meal. She kept her mouth shut though, not wanting to distract the boxer at all. She reached over to give Namie a brief, supportive pat on the shoulder, possibly unintentionally distracting her from the punch coming her way. "You're hanging in there pretty well, you should be proud. Cicilia hits REALLY hard."

Namie's face darkened at the girls words of denouement towards her and mainly how little she seemed to be taking this whole thing seriously. "Right cause that's why we come to wrestle to fucking not go to hard. We come here to compete and see whos the best if your not gunning at full speed-" She was cut off by the girl rushing in as Namie pushed off ignoring the girl who was trying to encourage her...like she was a damn charity case!!

Moving under the punch she tried to shoot past her opponent and get behind her before jumping up and attempting to dropkick her back into her own turnbuckle. If that connected she would stand up and try and retreat back to her corner, a good safe distance where she wouldn't get cornered like that again without back up. "Then your wasting our time. We didn't come here to be pitied by people like you!"

Cicilia went in for her punch only for the girl to slip down and around her, the girl's drop-kick sending the boxer's head slamming hard into the turnbuckle, actually causing some meaningful pain.

"...Ow." The German grumbled, pulling herself out of her corner. What angered her more was this girl's complete disregard for her girlfriend's encouragement more than the fact she had actually been hit. Where did this girl get off thinking that Sayumi was giving her positive attention out of pity!? She was just that nice of a person! Still... Still... The request of her partner kept the Boxer's jets cool, her presence right behind her relaxing the boxer a little.

"You've got quite a mouth, don't you?" The German would note dryly, cracking her neck casually and showing no sign of distress from that little meeting with the turnbuckle. Not even a bruise or scratch could be seen where she had suffered the impact, a testament to her well-known durability. Obviously they didn't come to get pitied but they were wrong in the fact that Cicilia was holding back for them. Heck, if she had her way, she would've gone all out from the start and ended the match early. Sayumi's request was the only thing keeping her from cracking her skull against the mat right now... You'd think she'd be grateful for the opportunity... Apparently not.

"Girl, you're really the most annoying person I've ever met... ever. If my partner wasn't here right now I promise you'd get what you want. For now, this is what you get. Deal with it."

Cicilia slammed her knuckles together, a loud *CRACK* shooting through the arena. "You want my full power? Come earn it."

"...You're not looking too bad yourself..." The German whispered back to her girlfriend with a soft snicker. "In fact I think you look the best out of everyone here..."

Namie looked at the girl like she was crazy. "So your blaming your girl friend for you being a coward. What she going to do spank you? Pathetic. And second weve been here longer and i bet we have way more wins then you! You don't get to tell us to earn it, your the one who should have to earn anything." Namie continued to get annoyed at the girls bravado. "Typical thing. Talks about how we clearly have a mouth yet she acts like the cockiest thing in the world. Oh You need to earn my respect, ive been here 2 weeks so im already better then everyone in front of me. People who talk a lot clearly don't have any skill. Just tag in your partner if your so bored ya brute." Touka added from the corner also looking at the girl.

As Namie moved forward debating what to do. She WANTED to just walk out but then the big girl would get an easy win for doing absolutely nothing bit a few good punches. So instead she would try and move back and bounce off the ropes and rush towards Cicilia as she would try and baseball slide past her before jumping and going for a quick enziguri kick as she sprang back up to her feet.

Cicilia looked back at Sayumi as her challenge seemed to backfire in the most awkward way, her two opponents seeming to take it as an insult knowing they had to PROVE they could take her full strength before she unleashed it upon them. What... were they stupid? Did they not know how caution worked? Heck, even a train-wreck-boxer like Cicilia knew what it meant to look before she leaped... At this point she wasn't even mad at the two, more just confused and frustrated at their utter ignorance to the situation, sighing and shaking heavily and shaking her head. She didn't have time for this crap... She was surprised THEY had time for this crap, honestly. All she said was "Prove your worth." What part of that was arrogance or reflective of her skill? It meant she didn't want to waste all her energy on them if they weren't worth it! What if they broke? What if they suffered brain damage as a result of their stupidity? Did they not care about their own well being? Shouldn't the mere knowledge that Cicilia was holding back elicit some kind of gratitude in them?

"I gotta get paid too, you know." Cicilia grunted, raising her hands back into her typical boxing stance. "Can't just swap out every time I'm asked to stomp rats. You may quit whenever you want if you're not satisfied, though. Save us both some time."

Restraint, Cicilia... Restraint... That little voice in her head that sounded suspiciously like Sayumi's echoed.

Namie used the ropes to gain some speed, seemingly going for some kind of tackle or something... before ducking low and sliding past for some reason. Cicilia raised an eyebrow, confused, raising her boot before slamming it down on the girl as she slipped past, hopfully to get her head and add emphasis to her opinion of them before: Just rats fit for stomping. Should this attack miss somehow, the girl would slip past her, but the stomp she attempted provided a solid pivot upon which she could swivel to meet the girl as she jumped to her feet, taking to the air as she attempted some kind of strange areal round-house to her head, so strange, in fact, that it'd catch the boxer off guard, sending her stumbling back to the center of her ring, reeling... before sending her stumbling back on her butt.

...That actually hurt... Her head was spinning just a tad... Did that mean she could get serious now...?

"Your free to walk out as well or just tag in your partner who looks like she wants to be here." Namie said annoyed at the girls indifference. Though at this point it was clear what she meant would never actually get to her as she moved in to show her why she really shouldn't be so calm about her. Trying to rely on her speed to get around the girls attacks and defense she would hope to get to her side and go for the big enziguri kick to try and disorient her. Thankfully it worked as the girl tried to crush her under her boot before turning to face her the kick still made its mark on the side of her head. Actually rattling her and sending her backwards.

Namie wanted to say something but restrained herself. While the move paid off Cicilia didn't strike her as someone who would be downed by it for very long. She would need a few more good ones like that as she pushed back up to her feet and backed up once more to rely on the ropes momentum, hoping to catch her before she was fully back to her base she went for a big dropkick and hoping to keep her down.

Yes... Namie would need a few more good ones like that to rock the juggernaut and surely that's what she was going to get! Cicilia grunted as she attempted to rise to her feet, rubbing the side of her head where Namie was so kind to kick her, feeling the ghost sensation of her boot still slamming against her head. It was rather uncomfortable, coupled with the slight pounding in her skull that made this feeling even more annoying.

"Ugh... Alright.. I deserved that..." She grumbled, looking up in time only to see two boots rocketing at her face out of nowhere! She didn't have time to react, let alone defend herself, Namie's feet slamming into her cheeks artistically planted, throwing the boxer's upper body back HARD against the canvas, her head cracking against it with enough force to easily send the ring spinning slowly. Yup... she definitely underestimated her opponents... For all their childish personality and stupid, over-the-top flamboyancy, at least Namie was strong enough to rock the Juggernaut when caught off her guard.

".....that too..." She whispered, blinking rapidly in an effort to clear her head of this STUPID spinning effect... Cicilia was vulnerable now, unfortunately for her. it would take her a minute to recover from that...

Time to start swinging for real then... Cicilia thought to herself as she worked through all the garble. No more Miss Nice Boxer...