Babel Gilles de Rais Vs. Noroiko Vs. Mina Harker

match type: triple threat
Winning condition: the first wrestler to score a Pinfall, submission or knockout on any other wrestler will be declared the winner.
Special Conditions: no count outs. If Mina Harker wins, Babel and Noroiko are not allowed to claim Mina's life. If either Babel or Noroiko win, the winner gets to do as they like with Mina.

Babel was the first to arrive to the staging area and once her music began to play, she stepped out from behind the curtain and into the area. She outstretched her arms and grinned widely as she looked at either side of the ramp.

"Hello, skin sacks!" She chirped and strolled down the entrance ramp. Her haughty gait belied her innocent features and the gleam in her Aqua eyes spoke volumes. She slipped into the ring and strolled casually along the sides of the ring, letting her long, braided hair dangle behind her. She was clad in white except for the black leggings that clung to her legs.

Her grin was omnipresent and she surveyed the audience like they were peasants who Babel allowed to bare witness to her activities for a fleeting moment. Finally the vampiress settled against a corner and turned her grinning visage toward the entrance ramp.

Noro-chan would enter next, wearing a black jacket over a white blouse and a short, black skirt, while some slow, creepy shamisen music plucked out of the arena speakers. In fervent anticipation for tonight's battle, she had remained dormant, allowing her body to properly recover so that she could enjoy herself more fully.

Wearing a bloodlust-filled grin, she marched down the aisle, right towards the ring where Babel was already waiting. The rowdy audience was of no consequence to her, all that matter were the vampire and the witch that had yet to appear. The events of the club stuck embarrassingly in her mind, and she hoped to settle things between all three of them decisively this time.

Climbing up onto the apron, she approached Babel, glaring at her through her one uncovered eye. Stopping right before the vampire, and puffing her impressive chest out so that it would graze against Babel's, Noroiko placed her hands on her hips in a challenging pose. "I can't wait to 'play' with that immortal body of yours~" she taunted sultrily.

As she was the prize for which this match was apparently being fought Mina had been counseled to enter last, for dramatic effect. It had nothing to do with the fact that she had spent an inordinate amount of time getting herself ready for this match, even enlisting the reticent assistance of her fellow Kawaii, Lamya. Her entrance music, "Call Out My Name", started over the loud speakers and cued her entrance.

She strutted confidently down the ramp leaving Lamya to watch on the monitors backstage. Her eyes were golden yellow thanks to some colored contacts which made them pop against her skin, pale with a thick layer of make-up. In addition to this she wore an ankle length black satin dress with attached frilly, white petticoats; sheer lace shoulders and sleeves; and blood red laces up her spine stretching it tight over her slender body.

What little bust she had was pushed up prominently and her meager cleavage was put on display by the lace, which covered her straight up to the chin. Silver-grey hair was bound up in high pig tails that cascaded down behind either shoulder in unnatural spirals that bounced springily as she approached the ring. Her face was serene, either confident or false bravado. As she stepped over the bottom rope there would be a flash of white stockings and polished black mary-janes. More notable than this, however, was that every inch of her skin, those visible and otherwise, was covered with strange runes drawn in henna. Believing herself impervious to their dark arts Mina's eyes looked imperiously down on the two lowly creatures as they... were they touching breasts?! A silver eyebrow raised quizzically, though as she side-stepped to her corner she was hard pressed to look away.

Taking her place in the corner opposite Babel, where Noroiko was taunting the leech, Mina would point accusingly at the pair. "Alright, unholy abominations! Before we begin, which one of you two degenerates was responsible for that... debauchery in the club?! There is no reason to hide the truth now, so out with it! Confess!" It was her best impersonation of a fire-and-brimstone preacher.

Babel watched as Noroiko strode up the ramp and brazenly pushed her big chest into Babel's modest bust. Babel's eyes narrowed but her grin remained.

"I had some words that you may have found appealing, spirit. However, your pathetic and continuous attempts to intimidate a Mistress of the Night have cost you another golden opportunity." Babel hissed, not realizing Mina was on her way down until the welsh lass spoke.

Babel's body shifted, her chest mashing into Noroiko's a bit more as she looked past Sayumi and her eyes caught Mina in her lovely dress and... Ridiculous tattoos.

"Ahaha!" Babel chortled genuinely at Mina's appearance. She even pressed her hand against Noroiko's shoulder to steady herself.

"Oh! Look at how mortals will paint themselves up when they think they can stand against dark creatures!" Babel then slipped her hand down Noroiko's chest and shoved Sayumi out of her way.

"Do you want to know who is at fault?" Babel said as she began to saunter hypnotically toward Mina. "It was you mortal." She grinned wider and poked Mina in her budding chest. "You went looking for us and now you don't like what you've found!"

Babel opened her mouth and hissed as she bore her fangs and looked lustily into the witchling' eyes.

Facing down Babel, Noroiko didn't even notice Mina had made her entrance, initially believing the vampire to be laughing at her. Before she could make any angry retort, however, Babel shoved right past her and went after the painted witch. While also a bit frustrated at being pushed aside, getting her first glimpse at Mina's... interesting choice in tattoos instead took Noro-chan's attention entirely.

"Are those... protective seals?" Sayumi wondered quizzically. It would appear so, although she felt no difference in the witch's spiritual presence. It must have been drawn up from European magic, with the vampire in mind (although it was quite evident it was not working at all), as she guessed the witch had little experience with more local spiritual oddities like Noroiko herself.

While she scoffed at the insinuation that neither of the two were taking her seriously, Mina's accusation would quickly catch her attention. "Wait... If it was not you, then... It WAS the bloodsucker's magic!" she proclaimed, storming right up to the other two. She had vaguely heard of such creatures possessing a hypnotic charm, but to think she had fallen into it so easily! This time, she would be prepared for it. Glaring right at Babel, she snarled. "Don't think I'll fall for your tricks a second time..."

Mina's eyes followed Babel as the woman stalked over to her, taunting the witch as she did so. She was laughing at the henna runes which had taken hours to complete and were apparently having no appreciable effect. But perhaps there's was a subtle magic? Although, it did not seem to prevent the vampire's hypnotic powers from freezing her in place as the creature drew dangerously close. The vampire prodding at her humble mounds again, blaming Mina's hubris for the other night. The witch, however, knew better; she had only gone there to dance!

Finding herself more in control of her cognitive faculties than on the night in question Mina believed that to some extent her runes must be working. More likely she was just feeling more confident in dealing with the two beautiful creatures before her. Reaching up she took a hold of Babel's prodding hand and leaned in with a sultry smile of her own, almost near enough to kiss the girl, nearly offering as much. Absently she held Babel's hand to her chest, only a thin layer of lace preventing their skin from touching. She spoke in a dry, arrogant tone, barely above a whisper. "Oh? Is that so? So all of your moaning, your panties... all of the stains you left on my petticoats... I was the cause of all of that?"

She heard the fuming of Noroiko several feet away. The witch knew that she couldn't have truly lusted for such monsters, and now it seemed the demon blamed the 'dark mistress'. Not that she was surprised, for she too had heard of the seductive powers of that kind.

Babel suddenly found herself caught between the two girls as they laid accusatory glares her way. She couldn't even turn to face Noroiko properly with Mina holding onto her hand and pressing it into the soft buds of her small chest.

She eyed the possessed Sayumi from her peripheral for the moment but quickly turned top properly address Mina first. Babel's pale cheeks were stained a bright crimson and the indignity of the accusations welled up at once when Babel used her free hand to grab Mina's jaw harshly and pry the girl's mouth open.

"Mina Harker..." Babel began and leaned forward, dragging her lips along Mina's open mouth and cheek before she lifted her head. "Pleasure is mine to take or give as I see fit. Your dealings with Lord Dracula should have taught you that much, at least. You've become pathetic. Barely worth my time."

Babel then leaned in and kissed Mina, forcing her tongue into the girl's open mouth deeply before shoving her aside and wrenching her arm free. "And you, spirit! You shall be grateful that I even give you scraps to feed upon. Considering that is what you're used to." Babel lifted her hands and pressed her palms against Noroiko's chest and mashed them down, so that as she did, their eyes locked and their mouths came close.

"You want so desperately to have me as a host, not this skin sack you tote around. These immortal eyes see everything...." Babel purred as she grinned, the two girl's lips just millimeters apart. "You'll never get what you truly desire, you bottom feeding parasite."

Taken aback, Noro-chan watched, blushing brightly, as Babel forced her lips upon Mina. Her shock at the sudden display of 'affection' was then quickly shaken off as the vampire basically groped her breasts and brought their faces uncomfortably close. Though embarrassed, Sayumi just barely managed to compose herself, not wanting to let herself be intimidated by the shadowy creature.

"All I truly desire is chaos and bloodshed!" Noro-chan growled, glaring at Babel through her one showing eye. "And on second thought, I would hate to be trapped in some cold, undead body like yours for eternity! I'd miss the feeling of my own warm blood spilling out in the heat of battle!"

And with that, Noroiko would reach out and give Babel's smaller bosom a firm squeeze before shoving her away.

"You both fight in the land of MY origin. Your foreign magic has no place here, and I will show you both why." Her manic grin returning, Noro-chan slowly and seductively licked her lips, "Very thoroughly..."

A tiny squeak chirped out from Mina's throat as the vampiress forced a kiss against her lips after making some claim about her control over pleasure. That was enough of a confession for the witch, and enough to form the beginnings of an uneasy alliance between witch and ghoul. Grunting softly she would stumble when Babel shoved her away, grasping one of the top ropes with a free hand to steady herself. Pathetic, eh? It was time to show these girls just what her power could do.

As her attention turned back towards the monstrosities she found their attention seemed to be on fondling each others breasts. The thick layer of pancake make-up on her face masked her growing blush, but she maintained some level of focus. She wouldn't let herself be swept up by Babel's lustful magics again.

When Noroiko shoved Babel back, once more drawing closer to the witch, she seized the moment to attack. She didn't know if they had officially started the match yet, she hadn't noticed a bell, but things would go off soon enough. Throwing her arms around Babel's throat from behind the little British witch would alight, tucking her knees up against the vampire's back before letting her weight drop. Attempting to drag Babel down she looked to open this match properly with a "backstabber". For her purposes she would, in her mind, rename this the "stake driver".

Babel's eyes raised as Noroiko boldly fondled her modest chest. However, she was quickly shoved away before she could react, pushed right into the witchling's waiting arms.

"Ghhhhnghh! Unhand-"

Babel thrashed and bucked in Mina's grasp just long enough for Noroiko to finish her monologue before she was driven into Mina's knees.

"Guaaah!"

The vampiress yelped in pain as she rolled off of Mina.