Alicia Wells vs Gallium Heart - Debut Match

Given how well this was going for her, it was probably not surprising to anyone watching that Alicia’s expression had shifted back to the gruesome smirk she’d begun the match with. After all, she was demolishing Gallium so far, to the point that she was utterly dominating the fight. Only those who knew her pretty well would have seen the tightness around her eyes and known that this was the sign that she was getting more than a little annoyed at how things were going.

Ignoring Silver Ace’s shouted instructions to her student – seriously, if that gave her a better fight, could she please keep coaching this idiot? – Alicia rained more blows down, even though she knew that more were hitting pinkie’s block than her empty skull.

Gallium was probably dazed enough by now. And, even if she wasn’t, given the size and seeming strength difference between the two wrestlers, the redhead didn’t think it really mattered. Certainly, given Gallium’s utterly appalling attempts to defend herself from her strikes so far, she wasn’t even slightly worried about any attempts to punch her.

Throwing a couple more forearms, Alicia switched up and instead went to grab one of Gallium’s blocking arms as she postured up on one knee. If she got a good grip, she’d use it to roll them both over onto their sides where she could snap a bodyscissors on her opponent’s ribs and belly. Given she’d already been punishing the smaller wrestler’s abdomen, it ought to have plenty of impact – not that it mattered. Given the power in the kickboxer’s lower body, she didn’t think she’d have any problems once she crossed her ankles and started to squeeze.

While Gallium covered her head the best she could, a few punches still got through, leaving her stunned enough that she couldn't resist (though some doubted there was much she could do about it anyway), having her arm grabbed and her lighter body flipped, allowing Alicia to lock in a painful scissors hold around her already abused waist.

Yelling in pain, tight legs squeezing hard around her sides, the barely clad, pink haired fighter gripped her on hair, trying to think of what to do. Alicia was too far back from her to really get any good shots back with her elbow, and the scissors was rapidly taking its toll on her.

Luckily though, Gallium noticed (and without Ace telling her too, her mind finally getting over its fear of the heavy hitting striker to focus) that the ropes weren't too far off from their position. With Ace clapping, getting her fans in the crowd to clap along, encouraging young Gallium, she started trying to pull and scoot her body along the mat, dragging the heavier Alicia with her, as she tried desperately to reach for a rope break!

As many of her opponents in impromptu schooldays scraps had found out, Alicia’s legs were lethal weapons if she could get them around someone. She had thick, powerful thighs built from years of training and both the skill and aptitude to use them to their fullest potential. If she’d been going all-out from the start, she was convinced Gallium would have tapped instantly. Or she’d have just cracked a rib. She’d been there before too and could certainly do it again if she’d wanted.

But she didn’t want the match to be over. She was almost expecting, despite all the evidence to the contrary, that Gallium would dig down deeper and find something to throw at her. So the redhead limited herself to about half strength, almost hoping that the smaller girl would pull something out. Which wasn’t to say that half the power that her steely thighs could pump out was easy going but she was looking to weaken rather than break her opponent.

Given the wails she was already getting… But, despite that, Alicia cocked her head with growing interest as Gallium began to drag them inch by agonising inch towards the ropes. She’d forgotten about how close the pair were to the edge of the ring but, although she certainly didn’t go out of her way to help move them, she didn’t do anything more to impeded Gallium either.

Well, aside from being a five-ten lump of deadweight with her legs squeezing the other wrestler’s midriff like a tube of toothpaste, that was.

The squeezing one her midsection would have been painful anyway, but with the damage already done, the hold became downright agonizing to be trapped in, almost enough to get her to give up then and there.

But, she bit her lip, metaphorically pulled up her big girl panties, (which just begged the question of if she could even where any with that tight outfit) and kept dragging the two the remaining foot across the ring, until she was finally close enough to grab the rope, the referee starting the count to force Alicia to release the hold or get DQed!

Outside the ring, Ace nodded, focusing on the match. While she'd never NOT support her childhood friend, Ace was smart enough to realize Gallium was at a huge disadvantage in this match and her decision to give Gallium a trial by fire style of training meant things like this were bound to happen.

Moving around the ring, she got near Gallium while the ref was insisting Alicia let go of the hold, whispering some advice to her.

"Listen, Gally, I know it hurts, but try to pull through alright? You can still win this if you use your speed, catch her off guard with a roll up."

She said, offering a couple other tidbits of advice before Alicia could do more damage.

Alicia’s hold slackened the instant the referee began to count, the kickboxer undoing her ankles and giving the official a nasty look – just because the match had been lamentably one-sided so far didn’t meant she was going to just ignore a rope break.

Still, while Gallium had managed to get to the ropes, that didn’t exactly just balance out her utter uselessness so far otherwise. Hence the way the big redhead casually used one foot to shove her opponent off her other leg and away from her like a slab of meat.

Then she rolled away herself, coming up to crouch on one knee, eyeing Gallium and Silver Ace before she rose fully to her feet and began to close the distance again. Whatever advice the other rookie was getting from her mentor, it better be good – as far as Alicia was concerned, she’d used up all her patience now.

Ace backed away, giving Gallium a look of support as the referee told her to back away, Gallium being shoved off of Alicia's legs, the pink haired rookie groaning and taking a couple moments to enjoy a couple very needed deep breaths before using the ropes to pull herself back up to her bare feet.

"Ugh...I'm...I'm still gonna fight!"

She said to the referee, who was asking if she wanted to continue, even the ref concerned about how one sided things had been so far.

Approaching the pair just in time to hear the referee’s concern and Gallium’s reaction, the big redhead wasn’t particularly impressed. As far as she was concerned, stubbornly sticking in a fight you’d already lost wasn’t a virtue either, particularly given the utter lack of even an attempt at offence from her opponent so far.

”Still? That’s funny.”

Alicia rolled her eyes with a sneer and stepped in with a kick aimed at Gallium’s kneecap. In her mind, the other wrestler still needed to start fighting or this match was going to be short, disappointing and probably really painful.

For Gallium, in case that last bit wasn’t clear. She’d shown some spark by dragging them both to the ropes, but that wasn’t much more than a decent start.

Gallium kept her eye on Alicia as she came back to her. While still hurting and nervous, the rookie was still more focused than she had been earlier, now fully aware of just what Alicia could do to her and how important it was to avoid taking too many of her blows.

Not without some speed of her own, Gallium hopped backwards, just avoiding the kick meant for her knee, before jumping up high, kicking both bare legs out, trying to dropkick Alicia right in the chest!

As it turned out, when she was trying, Gallium – which was still a stupid name – had some moves of her own even when dealing with a kickboxer. She neatly dodged Alicia’s own kick and, before she could even reset her stance, had bounced up and dropkicked the bigger wrestler right in the chest.

If Alicia’s foot had been on the ground and she’d been a bit more bothered about her defence, the dropkick would still probably have sent her stumbling back across the ring – having two feet slammed into your chest would do that, even with the height and weight discrepancy between the two. As it was, caught with her foot still out of position from her failed kick, Gallium’s blow knocked her sprawling. Of course, Gallium hadn’t had either Valley Doll’s size or momentum behind her so, while the big redhead took a tumble, she only rolled over once.

Her recovery didn’t take anywhere near as long either. Almost instantly, Alicia began pushing herself up to a crouch and, her eyes coming back up to search for Gallium, she was sporting that same awful smirk she’d begun the match with.

”That’s more like it!”

While Alicia wasn't down for long, it was just enough for Gallium, looking to try and follow up on her dropkick, ran forward as Alicia got up to her knees.

Figuring she didn't have the power to use just a clothesline or something, Gallium leaped towards the bigger opponent, trying to use her entire body to collide with Alicia and try and take her down!