Leah Shaw vs Levi the Great [Standard Match]

Match Type: Standard Match
Victory Conditions: Pinfall, submission, or KO.

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Leah's Theme:

Leah Shaw:

As her music hit, Leah slipped out from behind the curtain, beaming happily to have another match. This time it was going to be straightforward with no hanky panky. That was fine with her. She didn't know who she was facing beyond a name. Levi the Great. It sounded imposing, like some big conqueror or something. She wasn't even sure if it was a girl or a guy. With a name like that it seemed like it could be either.

She made her way down the ramp, oozing confidence and energy. While she was still widely unknown, she got a decent amount of cheers and a few cat calls. She didn't mind at all, though it was a good thing her brother wasn't here, he might have. She enjoyed the praise regardless. She worked hard to look the way she did. Looking was fine, touching was another thing.

She reached out to brush a few outstretched hands as she made her way to the ring, mindful to only really touch the ones who seemed genuinely excited to see her for whatever reason. As she reached the ring, she rolled herself under the bottom rope and popped up to throw her arms high making the V sign with a shout. A few people cheered back, enough to make her smile. Turning around to eye the ramp, she bounced on her feet, stretching her arms and back as she waited to see what was in store for her

Leah perked as she eyed the entry ramp. The song was familiar too. Something she had heard somewhere before but couldn't place it. There was no doubt now, Levi was a guy. He sounded pretty confident too. She supposed that is were the name came from. She found herself clapping lightly when he proclaimed himself a future Tension champion, something she never thought she would reach for some time.

She blinked at his warning to her, pretty standard for most wrestlers but a claim not to be taken lightly. She winced at the feedback from the dropped microphone, taking a step back from mid ring. Once they were eye to eye and he was making disgusted faces at her, she furrowed her brow. It didn't seem this was an act. She would have to be careful, given the chance he mind actually try to hurt her.

"Let's have a good match.. okay?" She offered a small courtesy in hopes he wasn't quick as bad a person as he suddenly seemed to be. She even gave him a soft friendly smile. Leah parted her legs, shoulders hunched as she raised her arms in a grappling stance, just in time for the bell to ring.

As Levi moved in, she met him, immediately locking up. His initial charged afforded him a bit more of an advantage as she had to take a step back. Once she squared up however, he found her rather solid, near immovable. The seemed to be almost evenly matched as her own attempts to shove him back seemed to not yield much at all.

She circled the middle of the ring while the two were still tied up, trying to press any sort of angle she could to gain some ground. Her arms shook at the straining, she had been determined to try and strictly overpower Levi but that wasn't working.

If Levi didn't make a move first, she would. Leah took a staggered step back, trying to yank herself free from their lock up, grasping at the opponents elbow and wrist to send him towards the ropes. If she managed to send him off, she would take off to the other side of the ring to hit the ropes as well to meet him again in the middle with a simple drop kick.

Leah braced her legs as she pulled, sending Levi to the ropes with all the power she could muster happy to see him off. She had to hurry though to make sure what came next went off without a hitch. Turning on her heel she charged to the far ropes, twisting to throw her back into the cables.

She came rocketing back, focused in on Levi. She leapt up, body twisting to pull her horizonal, legs outstretched to dig her boots into his chest, throwing the man to the floor with a thud. She landed on he back with a safe fall, leaning herself up to a crouch to rise fully.

Levi was already getting up as well, the kick had barely managed to keep him down at all much to her disappointment. "It's not a trick, it's called skill." She poked out her tongue at him as she rose to her feet fully, trudging towards him. She rolled her shoulder, winding up her arm as she stepped in on him, trying to sweep her arm around in a lariat aimed at his upper body the moment he stood up.

Leah had cocked her arm back like the hammer of a gun. With her final step in at Lavi she let it fly throwing all her power and weight into the blow, her arm arcing through the air in a violent sweep... And hit nothing! "What?"

She took a staggered step forward when she whiffed, the follow through  of the heavy attack was too much to remain stationary. She let out a gasp, eyes darting to and catch a glimpse of her opponent out of the corner of her eye. Instead all she catch was a solid forearm strike to the head.

Her head snapped to the side, a plume of crisp blond hair billowing out around her as she fumbled to the side, struggling to keep her footing. She teetered, arms flailing as she fought and succeeded to keep herself upright. Without thinking, she whirled back around in the direction she knew Levi was, throwing a mean right hook. The swing was blind, no real way of knowing he would even be there or not.